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Chapter 539 Which gown do you think looks best? (1)_1

Chapter 539: Chapter 539 Which gown do you think looks best? (1)_1

Han Jingnian shot a chilly glance towards Xie Lin: "Get out!"

"Boss Han, I was wrong, I shouldn’t have touched your raw wound. However, we still ought to treat your injury..."

Facing Xie Lin’s earnest advice, Han Jingnian, too lazy even to talk, flatly raised his hand, pointed to the door, indicating for him to leave pronto.

"Boss Han..."

This time Xie Lin only called out his name and before he could finish his sentence, Han Jingnian suddenly stood up from the couch.

At the same time, the bedroom door opened, and Xia Wan’an, fresh from her bath, clad in a simple sweatshirt and jeans, her feet in fluffy slippers, walked out: "Eh? Doctor Xie, you’re here?"

Then Xia Wan’an turned her gaze towards Han Jingnian standing beside the couch, about to ask him why he stood up.

Before she could even utter a word, Han Jingnian, who had caught her gaze, calmly spoke out: "Xie Lin wants a drink of water, I’ll get it for him."

Xie Lin: "...!!!" You’re lying, Boss Han, you’re lying. You were obviously about to smack me!!

Xia Wan’an gullibly "oh oh"d a few times, then clattered off to the minibar, got a bottle of mineral water: "Doctor Xie, honestly, don’t you have your own hands? Han Jingnian is injured, and you’re letting him fetch water for you!"

Xie Lin: "......." Injustice, a bold and capitalized INJUSTICE - more wronged than Dou E!!

Xia Wan’an hands the bottle of water to Xie Lin.

Xie Lin, swallowing his grievance, muttered a "thank you". He was about to take the bottle of mineral water when he felt a faint ache in his hand.

Instinctively, he turned around and saw Han Jingnian staring deadly at his hand reaching for the bottle that was in Xia Wan’an’s hands...

Damn, aren’t you kidding me? It’s just a bottle of water delivered by your wife, not even allowed to receive?

Xie Lin dares to grumble about it, but does not dare to actually reach out and take it. He pointed to the table: "Ma’am, you can put it here. I just disinfected my hands. If I touch the water bottle, I’d have to disinfect again..."

Xia Wan’an let out an "oh", then placed the water bottle on the coffee table.

Then, with great apprehension, Xie Lin looked at Han Jingnian once more, finding that the man’s gaze had softened a bit. Only then did he quietly breathe a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, he felt a bit sorry for Zhang Cheng... Tonight, after returning home, he would add a chicken leg to Zhang Cheng’s hospital meal as an appeasement.

With the presence of Xia Wan’an, Han Jingnian cooperated willingly with Xie Lin, making the entire process of wound treatment remarkably harmonious.

Once the wound was tended to, Xie Lin wasted no extra time hanging around. He quickly packed up his medical kit and dashed out.

When the hotel room door closed, Xia Wan’an remembered her first prize win from the Yuerong Club appreciation event and immediately shared the news with Han Jingnian enthusiastically: "I won first prize at tonight’s appreciation event..."

Jingnian’s gaze involuntarily fell upon the row of eye-catching dresses as soon as she mentioned the appreciation event, causing his tone to be decidedly distracted as he replied, "Hmm, impressive."

Xia Wan’an furrowed her brows, was Han Jingnian trying to patronise her? Or was it because it was late and he was tired?

Thinking about it, Xia Wan’an spoke up again: "Well, it’s getting late. Let’s get some rest. Also, since your hand is injured and can’t get wet, I’ll go and prepare a bath for you, would you like to take a relaxing bath?"

Han Jingnian ignored Xia Wan’an.

Xia Wan’an considered it his consent, so she got up to go bedroom. Yet she hadn’t even taken a few steps when the silent Jingnian suddenly spoke out: "Which of these dresses do you think is the prettiest?"

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