Chapter 28: Both Innocent and Suggestive 

The light in the room was not very bright, but it was enough to see clearly. The man’s strong, lean body was once again revealed before her. 

Indeed, besides the old scar on his chest, there were several mottled new wounds on his ribs and abdomen. 

Most of them were in a healing state, seemingly fresh since the injury to the back of his head, still marked with deep brown scabs. 

The back was more severe, with heavy scars along the shoulder blades, and even a wound that looked like a thick centipede, stitched gruesomely. 

It seemed the initial treatment had been inadequate, leaving rough, ugly scars that spread across the surface of his skin. 

In addition to various abrasions and knife wounds—some old and some more recent—these scars conveyed a sense of battle-worn intensity. 

However, despite the damage, his bone structure, muscular contours, fragile but pulsing veins, and heartbeat remained so vibrant and strong. 

It was as if branches sprouted from the wounds, lush like weeds, silently powerful, his entire body filled with rugged beauty. 

There was not a hint of weakness. 

Only solid, silent resilience; just standing there, he seemed to radiate a palpable vitality. 

The man stood rigidly tall. 

A soft touch brushed against a certain spot on his back, and he instinctively clenched his fists tightly, turning his head to look with effort: 

“Wife, what are you doing…” 

Xia Li observed carefully, confirming that the more severe old wounds on his back had no adverse effects before she used the medicinal cotton to treat his new wounds that had just formed scabs. 

Some areas were inflamed; she shouldn’t have let him wash earlier. 

Faced with such a body exuding a wild beauty, Xia Li was entirely captivated by the wounds at that moment, handling them with deftness. 

She was a medical student, and like all doctors, when dealing with wounds, she viewed the patient’s body as merely flesh for the time being. 

After treating his back, she moved to the front, where there were a few more wounds on his waist that disrupted the distinct attractiveness of his well-defined abs. 

As the disinfectant cotton touched the wounds, the man’s body suddenly jerked. 

Xia Li looked up. 

His taut muscles unconsciously tightened sharply. 

Heat spread from his ears to his neck, and his voice became hoarse and rough: “Li… you… it itches so much, stop it.” 

Xia Li watched as his face flushed with embarrassment, his sharply defined features seeming to steam with shyness, his breathing becoming tense and rapid. 

It was only then that she came out of her focused state of treating his wounds, her gaze reflecting her own embarrassment, and a faint smile appeared on her face as she softly asked, “Are you afraid of itching?” 

She hadn’t noticed before that he was so tense and shy, his feelings laid bare. 

What to do? 

Seeing him like this made her want to tease him! 

How to describe it? He was both innocent and suggestive. 

The man took a deep breath, realizing for the first time how torturous it was to be bare in front of his little wife. 

Her hand touched the medicinal cotton lightly, bringing a cool sensation, yet felt like it ignited a fire on his skin, burning through his mind, leaving him in a daze. 

But he was determined not to admit he was afraid of itching in front of his wife. 

He resolutely shook his head, his breathing still shallow and rapid, his dark eyes wide and tense: “I’m not afraid.” 

“…Oh.” 

Xia Li continued to lower her head and treat the inflamed wounds on his back, her pace quickening. 

She noticed that every time she wiped medicinal cotton on his waist or lightly touched him, the muscles in his abdomen visibly twitched and contracted, sensitive like a mimosa. 

Tch. 

This big man, who had earlier shamelessly suggested they sleep together, now acted like a nervous child, utterly clueless; yet, this wasn’t even anything serious! 

Finally, she couldn’t hold back any longer. 

After finishing up, she impulsively reached out her finger and poked his taut abdominal muscles. 

“…Mmm.” A sound involuntarily escaped the man’s throat, and he became completely stunned. 

!!! 

His face felt like it was about to explode, flustered and at a loss, his entire body frozen stiff. 

Then he quickly turned away, breathing heavily, feeling helpless. 

The man pressed his tongue tightly against his teeth, his mind in a whirlwind. 

Xia Li looked at his strong and powerful shoulders and back, genuinely surprised by the extent of his reaction. 

She spoke slowly to clarify: “…I didn’t mean to.” 

Well, she did mean to. 

The man’s short black hair hung down, his chest rhythmically rising and falling. 

Feeling like a dirty rogue taking advantage of a virtuous lady, Xia Li’s heart sank with guilt: 

“I… I’m not taking advantage; um, don’t worry, I didn’t mean it that way.” 

“There are some wounds that are inflamed, and I have to treat them.” 

The man still refused to turn around. 

Xia Li saw the ugly long scar on his back again and regretted teasing him. 

Having fun while he was injured made her feel very guilty.