The Devil Doctor's Spicy Love
Chapter 123: The Devil Doctor helps Spicy with clothes

Chapter 123: The Devil Doctor helps Spicy with clothes

Jia stared at his hand under the dim candle light and then at his twinkling gaze which was a hundred percent not suspicious at all.

Mingshen smiled amusingly. "Are you feeling shy? Don’t worry, Spicy. I only hold pure thoughts in my mind. Even if you are in your bathrobe with your skin still moist with the water droplets and your wet hair dazzling so seductively in their own way, my heart only aches to see your knee. You are a tempting sight to behold, but I am very professional~"

She scowled. "Yeah sure."

Mingshen could see her calculating her options.

"Cops. Always stubborn and a pain in the ass patients."

Her brow twitched, triggered. She placed her hand in his. "I do understand my limits."

Mingshen stood beside her and asked, "How much does it hurt now?"

At this point, Jia was balancing herself completely on her left foot, which was an indication to Mingshen.

He smiled. "If you land another injury like that, your Grade II sprain will convert itself into a Grade III. Do you want surgical intervention and a months-long recovery process?"

"No way!"

"Then how about you don’t pull off the stunt of trying to bathe in negligible light?"

She glared at him but couldn’t retort back.

Mingshen held her left hand with his life hand and with his right, he pulled her waist closer to his body. Her eyes widened and then squinted dangerously.

"You are definitely up to no good-"

The rest of her words stayed back in her mouth with his extremely no-nonsense and grim expression.

"I wonder who was upto no good despite a doctor clearly warning a certain someone about the wet floor," his sardonic smile hit her nerve.

So he can look serious like that, Jia wondered.

Mingshen read her face like an open book. "Doctors hate it when their patients ignore their obviously sensible instructions."

"..."

He helped her lie on the bed and very gently and slowly, taking all the time in the world, straightened her injured knee. He worked with such gentleness and precision that was contradictory to his usual personality and physicality. He was tall. He was muscular and strong. But his movements at this moment were extremely delicate.

Mingshen pressed his fingers under her knee. He observed her scrunching brows in pain and soft gasps which she was controlling not to let them out.

"React when you should be reacting or how would I properly diagnose you?" He sharply said. The sudden change in his tone jolted her a little.

"...I am reacting."

"No, you are trying to prove that it wasn’t so bad after all bathing in this darkness and that it absolutely doesn’t hurt much worse than it previously did. But just take a look at the person who is treating you before you think of deceiving."

She gritted her teeth. "Fine! I was stupid."

"Better. Patients shouldn’t unnecessarily trouble doctors."

Her jaw dropped, stumped. "Says the person who keeps unnecessarily hanging around and troubling his ex-patient the whole time."

"Aish, Spicy. Our relationship is very intimate and special~"

Mingshen said, "There has become some swelling," he felt a small lump on the back of her knee. "Stay put like a good, obedient patient now if you want to walk again. You cannot stress your ligaments anymore than this."

She mumbled something under her breath.

Mingshen fluttered open the left side of his coat and grabbed something out from one of its pockets. It was a cream tube and he opened its cork.

Jia blinked. "You carry medicinal creams in your coat?"

He glanced up at her and smiled. The candle’s yellow light in the darkness added to the mystery. "It’s a precious treasure trove inside. Do you want to have a look?"

"No thanks."

Ignorance is bliss, she thought to herself.

"It’s an analgesic cream to help you with the pain," he applied a generous layer of it on her swelling.

Mingshen then chirped. "Now that this is done, how about we get to the part where I help you wear clothes~ You wouldn’t want to get sick, now would you?"

She sneered. "My leg is injured, not my hands."

"How are you supposed to wear your panties and pajamas? You would have to bend your knee for that~"

"..."

Jia didn’t even want to imagine that painful horror.

He clicked his tongue. "You hurt your knee and my other prediction of you catching a cold will now come true too. Haish, only if people listen to doctors..."

She scowled. "I can manage-"

"Cops. Always stubborn and pain in the-"

"Like hell I would let you help me with panties and pajamas!"

He shrugged. "Suit yourself then."

He turned his back. "I am here for the time you will give up and eventually ask for my help~"

"In your dreams," she jeered.

The confidence failed at the first step itself. Jia’s night clothes were inside her closet. She was in no position to get up, walk those three steps and fetch her clothes. She did attempt a feeble try with her crutch but failed miserably.

"Oh my level 1 is getting clothes. I wonder how you will pass that?" He tilted his head thoughtfully.

Jia gulped down her extreme dissatisfaction and asked with a clenched jaw. "Can you-"

"Either I help you from the beginning or I don’t," he cut her off.

"Are doctors supposed to be so cruel?"

"Because patients aren’t supposed to act high and mighty~"

What sins have I done? She closed her eyes in lament.

"If you try anything funny, you are dead."

His lips stretched in a wide grin. "I will be happy to die by your hands~"

Mingshen grabbed her clothes from her cupboard, including her inner clothes without any qualms and handed it to her. She hastily grabbed it, feeling awkward.

The bra and shirt part was easy because Jia could do it herself. Mingshen came forward for the second part.

His gaze automatically fell on her panties and he frowned. "Do you lack money to buy new panties? This is quite old."

Her gaze darkened.

"Tch. Tch. First you don’t have a generator here and now no new panties either?"

The hell he is comparing a generator with panties!?