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Chapter 850: Si Zhengting, You Scoundrel! (5)

Zhuang Nainai hadn’t noticed at the start and realized only now that the hand he had used to hold her head down was wrapped in a dense layer of gauze.

His hand… why was it like that?

Strangely, the scene of Xu Dazhi taking a knife for her flashed before her eyes.

It seemed like Xu Dazhi had also gotten injured in the same hand.

Zhuang Nainai stared at his hand in a daze, then suddenly reached out, wanting to unravel the gauze to reveal the injury.

At that moment, the butler suddenly opened the door and walked in. He was holding a bowl of warm porridge. When the butler saw what was happening, he was shocked!

Si Zhengting was lying on the bed in his pajamas, and the blanket was in a mess at the side. Si Zhengting’s clothes were in a mess, and he looked… he looked…

Did Madam… was she really that eager?

The butler cried out in surprise, “Madam!”

Zhuang Nainai swiveled her head toward him in surprise. She studied the butler’s expression, then turned back and looked at Si Zhengting. Her brain whirring quickly, she suddenly realized how this would look like to an outsider. She flushed red and hurriedly got to her feet. “That, Uncle Li, I, he, we…”

The butler remained poker-faced. He couldn’t help but interrupt Zhuang Nainai, “About that, Madam, Sir is still ill. Hm, I think he needs a good rest.”

Zhuang Nainai: “…!!”

If she said that it was Si Zhengting who wanted to make out with her and she was forced to do so, would the butler believe her?

Obviously, no.

Zhuang Nainai really wanted to turn around and hit Si Zhengting at that moment!

This jerk!

The butler walked in with the bowl of porridge. His gaze landed on Si Zhengting’s hand. His eyes narrowed as he wanted to say something, but he couldn’t bring himself to say it.

Luckily, Zhuang Nainai was feeling really embarrassed now, so she didn’t notice the butler behaving strangely.

She lowered her hand and looked at his hand again. Before she could ask him, Butler Li sighed deeply. “Madam, Sir has suffered greatly from his illness. When he suddenly fainted, there was boiling-hot water next to him. When he fell to the ground, his hand fell into the boiling water. You don’t know how much damage his hand has suffered.”

His entire hand got submerged in hot water?

Zhuang Nainai’s heart suddenly ached. She cradled Si Zhengting’s hand gingerly as she asked, “How did that happen? Will there be any lasting damage? Will…”

“No. Don’t worry, Madam. Still, we have to handle it gently so that there won’t be any scarring. Regarding the application of any medicine, that must be done by a professional family doctor. Please don’t touch his hand.” As he said this, the butler, as though he had thought of something, glanced at Zhuang Nainai. “Hm, don’t engage in some activities. What if you accidentally hurt his hand?”

Zhuang Nainai: “…!!”

She really wanted to pretend as though she hadn’t understood him, but she did!

All of a sudden, the atmosphere in the room became really awkward.

Sensing the awkward air, the butler handed the bowl of porridge to her, “Madam, do you want to try feeding Sir some porridge?”

Zhuang Nainai nodded. The butler turned and left.

After the butler left, Zhuang Nainai turned back and glared at the chief offender. She took a few deep breaths and suddenly turned, heading for the dressing table. She rummaged through the drawers, then turned around, a sinister glint momentarily flashing across her eyes…

Si Zhengting, I won’t let you off easily!
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