Chapter 19

The water vapor in the bathroom condensed into water droplets on the mirror surface, sliding down along the corners.

In the original novel, Shen Nanxing probably had never used a water heater.

“Do you need my help?”

“What?”

Lu Zhanye’s voice made Shen Nanxing’s heart beat wildly.

What does he want to do?

“No… no need.”

“Don’t you need me to teach you how to adjust the water temperature?”

Lu Zhanye leaned against the door frame, his military boots tapping the ground rhythmically.

The camouflage cuffs were rolled up to the elbows, revealing his muscular arms.

Shen Nanxing grabbed the door handle and wanted to chase him out…

“There’s a difference between men and women, get out!”

“Left is hot water.”

Lu Zhanye ignored Shen Nanxing and continued to move closer.

A bony hand brushed past her ear and turned on the faucet.

The scalding water flowed down, stirring up white mist that instantly blurred the distance between the two people.

Shen Nanxing stepped back suddenly, his lower back hitting the shelf, and the shampoo bottle fell to the ground with a clang.

“Why, you don’t like it? The orderly bought it this morning according to my request. I think it should be the flavor you like.”

“I told you I can use it! Get out now!”

The steam in the bathroom made Shen Nanxing a little breathless.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the copper button on Lu Zhanye’s collar being torn open.

His Adam’s apple rolled up and down as he swallowed.

Before she traveled through the book, she was at least a female forensic doctor who had lived alone in modern times for many years. But at this moment, she was flustered by Lu Zhanye’s casual attitude.

Lu Zhanye bent down to pick up the bottle, and looked up with a look of disappointment:

“Shen Nanxing, every time you look at me, it’s like you’re looking at a dead person.”

“What else? Do you want me to remind you over and over again not to get too involved in the drama?”

Lu Zhanye stood up, grabbed her wrist mercilessly and pressed it against the wall. His scorching palm burned her painfully.

“You think I can’t hear the sting in your words? Are you going to pretend I don’t understand anything?”

Drops of water dripped down Shen Nanxing’s hair onto her collarbone. She turned her head and sneered:

“Is Captain Lu teaching me how to use a water heater, or how to be a qualified fake wife?”

As I recall, the shot at the end of the original novel was fired by Lu Zhanye after all.

Shen Nanxing gritted her teeth and pushed Lu Zhanye, trying to keep some distance between herself and him.

“Let me go! I will never forget the shot you gave me…”

Before she could finish her words, Lu Zhanye had already “tied” her hands that were pushing her away with a towel.

The damp cotton cloth wouldn’t hurt her hands.

Shen Nanxing listened to Lu Zhanye’s bitter smile:

“Me? Shoot you? Doctor Shen, you must be dreaming.”

Lu Zhanye’s palms with calluseson Shen Nanxing’s cheek.

“There’s no benefit in dreaming too much. Why not wake up and see the reality?”

The steam in the room made Shen Nanxing feel a little suffocated.

Her struggle gradually lost her strength.

In the reflection in the mirror, the entanglement of the two figures added a touch of ambiguity.

“Xing’er, don’t let those things bother you anymore, and bother us, okay?”

Just as Lu Zhanye was about to take a step further, Wang Guiying’s flashlight swept across the window in the corridor, illuminating Shen Nanxing’s nurse uniform on the clothesline.

“Remarried women are not clean…”

Shen Nanxing was so frightened that he pushed the person in front of him away like a cat with its fur standing on end.

Shen Nanxing suddenly broke free from Lu Zhanye’s shackles, and when she turned around, a corner of her bath towel accidentally slipped off.

Lu Zhanye’s eyes swept over and his breathing stopped instantly.

I saw several dark red burn scars on Shen Nanxing’s lower back.

Wounds like a winding centipede were coiled on the pale and thin body, with new and old scars overlapping.

“Who did this?”

Lu Zhanye widened his eyes and reached out to touch the scars in disbelief, but stopped half an inch away from her skin.

At this moment, Shen Nanxing’s blood rushed to his head.

She hurriedly pulled the towel around her body tightly, her back pressed tightly against the cold tile wall.

“It’s none of your business! I told you to get out, Captain Lu.”

Shen Nanxing’s memories surged like a tide.

The disgusting face of my ex-husband Li Dazhuang when he was drunk.

The piercing pain when the hot cigarette butt fell was revived at this moment.

At that time, she had no choice but to compromise for the sake of her brother’s life-saving medicine.

Today, Lu Zhanye is still using his brother’s life-saving medicine to keep himself.

She bit her lower lip tightly and forced a sneer:

“Captain Lu, we are just in a contractual relationship. Can you at least have some sense of boundaries?”

“What about these? Bullets on the battlefield don’t care about boundaries or contracts!”

Lu Zhanye suddenly ripped open the collar of his military uniform, revealing the bullet hole on his chest.

He suppressed his anger extremely:

“Shen Nanxing, do you think I, Lu Zhanye, am blind?”

Shen Nanxing turned her face away, but tears still fell uncontrollably.

She never thought that these hidden scars would be exposed to Lu Zhanye in this way.

“Captain Lu, don’t worry about it. After all, I’m what others call an unlucky woman who married twice.”

Just now, Wang Guiying’s words had pierced Shen Nanxing’s heart like a thorn.

Even modern female forensic doctors cannot withstand such rumors.

“Don’t be afraid. As long as I’m here, no one will dare to touch you from now on.”

“Lu Zhanye, you…”

Her voice was stuck in her throat, and he straightened the corner of the bath towel that had slipped off.

He buttoned up his uniform again, and when he turned his back, his voice had returned to calmness:

“After taking a shower, come out for dinner. I made you some red date and pear soup.”

Not long after, Shen Nanxing finished taking a shower, changed his clothes, and opened the bathroom door.

There was a bowl of warm red date and pear soup on the table.

Lu Zhanye was lying on the small bed, and the bandage on his lower back was bleeding.

“come over.”

His fingers tugged at the sheets.

Shen Nanxing hurriedly took out the silver needle box from the first aid kit, but his fingertips were trembling.

“Doctor Shen’s hands are shaking too? Are you afraid of killing me?”

Lu Zhanye noticed something strange about Shen Nanxing and turned his head to look at her.

“Hold on. I’m going to give you the needle.”

Shen Nanxing took a deep breath, and the moment the needle tip pierced his skin, Lu Zhanye groaned.

She gritted her teeth and twisted the silver needle in her hand, but when it touched Lu Zhanye’s warm skin, her heartbeat quickened…

Downstairs, Wang Guiying could vaguely hear a conversation with several people:

“Hey, did you know that Captain Lu slept in separate rooms after their wedding? I wonder if Xiao Shen is disgusted by his back injury?”

Shen Nanxing’s hand shook violently, and the silver needle almost deviated from its position.

“Shen Nanxing, from now on, I’m afraid I’ll have to share a bed with you in the master bedroom.”

“That’s enough!”

Shen Nanxing smeared the ointment heavily on Lu Zhanye’s wound.

“You promised me that if your waist was healed, you would let my brother and I leave.”

Lu Zhanye suddenly turned over and sat up.

“Terminate the contract? Are you still thinking about it?

Shen Nanxing, can’t you keep your heart warm?

Do you think Director Wang and his men will let you go?”

Shen Nanxing remained silent. She packed up the silver needles in her hand and just wanted to finish Lu Zhanye’s three times a week treatment as soon as possible.

“Captain Lu, what do you want?”

Lu Zhanye grabbed her hand and pressed it against his chest. His intense heartbeat also accelerated Shen Nanxing’s heartbeat.

“Tomorrow, we will get the marriage certificate and become my real wife.”