Good Morning, Mister Dragon! (WN)

Chapter 97: Familiar Voice

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The doctors tried many methods, but they were still unable to bring Su Qianxun’s fever down. The young woman’s delicate eyebrows were tightly furrowed together, and it was obvious that she was in great pain. She kept talking in her sleep. Others were not able to hear what she was saying clearly, but Long Sijue knew that she was calling herself dirty.

Long Sijue stood in the ward the entire time. His expressionless face was extraordinarily terrifying. All the hospital’s doctors, including Zi Fan had their hands tied when it came to Su Qianxun’s condition.

The moment Tang Zui rushed over, he asked about Su Qianxun’s condition. He then went beside the bed to take a look at her before asking, “Jue, what’s this chick saying?”

“She’s saying that she’s dirty,” Long Sijue answered coldly.

The doctors finally breathed a sigh of relief when they heard him talk. Otherwise, they would have thought that he was just a beautiful ice sculpture in the ward.

“Please leave first,” Tang Zui instructed.

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Everyone left the ward.

Only Long Sijue, Tang Zui, and Su Qianxun were left.

Tang Zui understood women better. He said, “Jue, maybe this chick feels that she has been sullied by that man with the surname Li.

“What are you talking about?” Long Sijue stared at him with furrowed eyebrows.

“Think about it, when you went to rescue that chick yesterday, she was already unable to recognize anyone due to the drug. After you rescued her, she almost lost her life. She had no idea who she had s*x with at all. She’s probably saying that she’s dirty because she thought that the other man had raped her.”

Long Sijue looked at the young woman on the bed. Her cheeks were still red; her eyebrows were tightly furrowed because of the pain. And due to the fever, the skin on her petite lips was so dry that it was starting to crack. She seemed extraordinarily pitiful.

He suddenly remembered the way she scrubbed herself aggressively in the bathroom just now. She even scrubbed her private part with the shower sponge, to the point that it almost bled. But she was still saying that she was dirty.

Su Qianxun’s fever did not go down even when night came. The doctors were rather puzzled. How could one’s fever be so persistent?

Long Sijue kept smoking in the hallway.

Ye Gu, who had been standing guard outside the door, also had his heart in his throat. He really wanted to go in and take a look at Su Qianxun, but it was not his place to do so.

…..

When Long Sijue went in, a young nurse was using warm water to wipe Su Qianxun’s body in an attempt to bring down her body temperature.

“Get out!” Long Sijue ordered.

The young nurse immediately put down the towel in her hand and left.

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Long Sijue walked towards the bed and picked up the towel. He wiped Su Qianxun’s face with awkward movements. His probably exerted too much strength and hurt her, as the young woman shrank away in reluctance.

Long Sijue furrowed his eyebrows a little and tossed the towel aside. He stood up and undid his shirt, one button after another

Su Qianxun, who was in a lethargic sleep felt a weight on her body. Her lips were bitten by someone, and something wet repeatedly swept across her dry lips. Her eyelashes fluttered. She felt very comfortable because of how cooling the thing was. She opened her mouth without being aware of it and sucked on the thing.

When Long Sijue sensed the young woman’s proactivity, his eyes darkened with desire, and he deepened the kiss.

He kissed the young woman until she was almost unable to breath. He then slowly moved his lips towards her ear.

“Be good. You’re very clean. You’re not dirty at all, alright?

That familiar voice and familiar breath; that clean and clear smell with a hint of tobacco…

He always had a faint smell of lilies of the valley on him. It was her favorite smell, which could penetrate deep into her soul.

“That night… it was me!”

Su Qianxun cried out from the sudden pain. Her cries were muffled the next second, and the man swallowed all her whimpers.

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