Lingxiao finished bandaging her foot and placed it back under the covers.
"Don't touch water, minimize walking, and it should be better by tomorrow night."
Zuo Xiangning blinked and said, "Young Master, there is a distinction between men and women. You shouldn't come to my place anymore. If someone finds out, it will damage your reputation."
Lingxiao looked at her and asked, "Did you bolt the window to keep me out?"
Zuo Xiangning licked her lips, finding it difficult to articulate.
She was guarding against him, but she could also feel that he had never intended to harm her.
"We are not related by blood or marriage, and you are too kind to me, more than I can bear," Zuo Xiangning said softly.
Lingxiao sat beside the bed decisively, smoothing out the creases in his clothes, his voice somewhat muffled and unclear, "Just because we are not related now doesn't mean we won't be in the future."