h4Chapter 171: Chapter 157: Bathroom Trip?/h4

Upon hearing this, Bao Ye’s serious expression finally showed some reaction. He raised his eyes to nce at her and said, "Wait, give me five minutes. I’ll be done here."

Jiang Ruan didn’t understand: "Huh?"

"What’s it to me if you’re done? Why should I wait for you?"

Bao Ye chuckled: "Didn’t you want to feel what it’s like to be unable to take care of yourself in life?"

"Since you’re a patient, I can let you experience it."

Jiang Ruan: "Who wants to experience that? I was just talking casually with you."

Bao Ye, however, became interested, stopped typing and stared at her with a yful smile in his dark eyes: "Unable to take care of yourself, can’t wash up, I can help you. Can’t eat, I can feed you by hand. You can’t even go to the bathroom by yourself, can you? Since you can’t take care of yourself, I can carry you there..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Jiang Ruan couldn’t take it anymore, her face flushed as she interrupted him angrily: "What nonsense is this?"

"I just bruised my leg, not like I’ve be useless. How can I not take care of myself?"

"And you carrying me to the bathroom, ridiculous!"

Bao Ye frowned, just about to scold her for speaking crudely.

That was when he saw Jiang Ruan get off the bed stubbornly, stamping into her slippers, but the moment she stood up straight.

She eximed, "Ah."

Then she went falling directly onto the thick carpet.

Jiang Ruan hadn’t noticed while lying down earlier; now she realized her knee hurt like hell.

This wasn’t just a simple bruise.

The moment she yelled, the man dropped hisputer and darted towards her, but he was still a step toote.

Sitting on the floor, Jiang Ruan pouted, feeling extremely wronged: "Oh no, I’m useless now. This time I really can’t take care of myself."

"Bao Ye, it hurts~" Jiang Ruan whimpered.

Bao Ye just snorted: "Serves you right."

"Weren’t you quite headstrong? You don’t have any memory of what your body can handle?"

"The way you overexert yourself, you can’t even get up from lying down. Your leg’s this injured and you think you’re a god? You thought with your injury it wouldn’t hurt to stand?"

He scolded.

"You’re so fierce." Jiang Ruan’s tone was soft: "Considering I’m injured for you, don’t be so fierce with me."

"I didn’t even feel the pain just now."

Saying that was one thing.

Bao Ye still felt sorry for her.

He’s just a ssic case of having a sharp tongue and a soft heart.

Saying this, he bent down and directly scooped her up by the waist, carefully avoiding her knee.

Holding her by the waist, seeing her pitiful eyes, his expression softened a bit. He looked down and asked her, "Want to go to the bathroom?"

Jiang Ruan was about to ask how he knew, but swallowed her words and nodded silently: "Mhm, mhm."

Bao Ye turned and walked away with her in his arms.

"But you can just put me there, I can do it myself by holding onto the wall." Jiang Ruan said hurriedly.

Bao Ye snorted: "You think you could, and yet you fell just now?"

"Why, wasn’t falling on the carpet enough, you want to try falling on the tile too?"

Bao Ye said quietly: "Injuring tendons and bones takes a hundred days. A hundred days of not being able to go out or act, you better think it through."

Hearing this, Jiang Ruan was instantly frightened.

After weighing the pros and cons, she took a deep breath and looked at him with resigned eyes full of grievance.

"Then you’d better carry me there."

This experience, Jiang·thin-skinned·embarrassing·Ruan will never forget for the rest of her life.

Since she can remember.

Even as a child her parents never treated her like this.

Darn it, being twenty-four or twenty-five, an adult, and still being carried by Bao Ye...

Jiang Ruan’s face turned red to the roots of her ears.

Embarrassing, so terribly embarrassing.

Bao Ye put her back on the bed, Jiang Ruan immediately turned around and rolled into the thin nket, wrapping herself tightly around the head.

Looking like she would rather die than face anyone.

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