No words were exchanged that night, and the next morning at a little past seven, nurses Liu Shasha and Wang Sitian returned to the ward for their rounds before the shift change, after which another pair of nurses would take over.
"Dazhuang, we came to see how you're recovering."
As she spoke, Liu Shasha walked over, her gaze sultry as she extended her hand under the covers. She first caressed his chest for a moment before continuing to reach downward.
Liu Shasha's cheeks turned slightly red as if she sensed something, and with a coy smile, she said, "Oh la la, looks like the swelling hasn't gone down yet. I'll come help you reduce it tonight."
The implications of Liu Shasha's words were profound and flirtatious.
Dazhuang couldn't help but reach up his hand into her neckline, heading straight for Liu Shasha's firm peaches.
Wang Sitian cast her gaze downward, deliberately trying to avoid the situation, but her face couldn't help turning red.