Chapter 346 - Hair

Forest Hot Spring, also known as natural hot spring, had water temperature at 49.5 ℃. It was rich in more than 20 beneficial minerals and trace elements, and had become the second largest traffic area in City Y following the scenic spots.

Forest Hot Spring was about 25km away from the urban area. It used to be a government sanatorium, but after 50 years of forest reservation, it gave birth to more than 340 species of secondary evergreen broad-leaved forest. And it was approved as a national forest park by the Ministry of Forestry. Master Peter even made a poem about it:

"For a decade I've been outside, there is no chance to come back. Today I come to town, thrilled to witness the site. Fresh spring water is best for a refreshing bath, naturally, I was enchanted by the autumn flowers blooming all over the mountain side."

What he was referring to was the hot spring, which was backed by the forest and facing to the nature.

It was ringed by mountains and surrounded by broad-leaved trees. A natural "Super Oxygen Valley" was formed. It attracted a lot of visitors. When people left, they would bring some spring water with them.

The car stopped and a group of people got off excitedly. The scenery here was way more beautiful than Phoenix Mountain. And it made them all forget about the bloody event. They took out their mobile phones and began to take photos.

Janessa also turned around and forgot to settle the score with Armando. She took the camera and began to photograph a huge rock at the entrance of the Forest Hot Spring, on which engraved a small seal with the origin and history of the Forest Hot Spring.

Ferne and Noah got off the car as well. They looked at each other and joined the group, who were taking pictures. They were going to play a tourist who came to the hot spring with their friends.

Only Jaquan remembered to remind Randy when he got off from the car. "Don't forget to take the first-aid kit."

"I get it. Just wait a minute, I'll count the numbers first." Randy took out his fan. Before it was unfolded, Jaquan snatched it away. He roared, "How can it be less? Hurry up and get the medicine chest. By the way, where is our room?"

"..."

Poor Randy didn't even look carefully at the stone at the entrance before he was pushed to the main hall by Jaquan. There were two rooms in the Forest Hot Spring, one was a traditional room and the other was a hot spring room. They lived beside the hot spring, facing nature. When they fell asleep at night, they could hear the sound of spring water flowing.

However, spring rooms were limited, and there were only three rooms available.

Janessa booked three hot spring rooms in advance and ordered another ten traditional rooms. Janessa and the others were still taking pictures at the entrance, and they had no idea how the rooms were allocated. Randy was about to ask Jaquan where he chose to stay but he saw Jaquan holding the key and inquiring the receptionist, "Where's the first aid kit?"

Randy was speechless.

Emma didn't have a cell phone, nor was she in the mood to take pictures. She took a look along the way, and then entered the hall. Just as she was about to sit on the sofa in the resting area to wait for them, she saw Jaquan walk over with the keys and medicine chest.

"Follow me." He said to Emma

Emma saw the medicine chest in his hand and nodded.

When Jaquan quickly entered the elevator, he saw Stony following Emma. Then, he took a few steps forward and shouted at Randy, "Randy! Take him to play for a while!"

What?

Stony saw Jaquan holding the first aid kit, he knew that his mother was injured, so he had been following closely behind her. Now that he heard this, he only raised his head to look at Emma.

Emma petted his head and said, "Go, play with uncle for a while."

Stony lowered his head and said, "Alright."

The room was on the third floor. Jaquan took the room card and walked straight to room 303. Then, he swiped the card through the door, put the medicine chest on the table, turned on the air conditioning, raised the temperature, and entered the bathroom to start washing his hands.

When he came out, Emma was still standing at the door. The door was still open.

"Close the door. Why are you still standing here?" He frowned and closed the door by himself.

Emma looked at him, confused, "Aren't you leaving?"

Jaquan looked at him in confusion and asked, "Who would apply you medicine if I left?"

"No need, I can do it by myself."

"..."

Jaquan disregarded her. He walked to the table and opened the medicine chest. He found the iodophor and cotton swab and picked out the gauze and the blood-stopping rib. "Go wash your hands and change into a bathrobe. Hurry." He said without lifting his head.

Emma stayed motionless.

Jaquan raised his head, "You want me to help you undress?" He said it out of concern.

"Arabella is not here, why would you still act like this?" Emma found it hard to understand.

This was freaking Jaquan out. He said to her, "Arabella! Arabella! Why do you keep mentioning her?"

Because you like her.

Emma did not say it, but this was what she thought.

Jaquan took a few breaths, put down the gauze and cotton swab in his hand, and walked a few steps to Emma. He lowered his head to look at her for a few seconds. She remained indifferent, though. He really wanted her to panic. Most of all, he wanted to see her face underneath him.

He pressed his temples, tried to shake off the evil thoughts in his head, and then reached out to take off her coat.

Emma dodged backwards. Behind her was a wall. Her back hit the wall with her wound. She gasped and acted like it hurt.

"Stay there!" He stared.

Emma looked at his eyes. He was furious. His eyes were mixed with some inexplicable emotions.

She went blank.

The struggling hands suddenly lost their strength and hung softly on both sides.

The coat was taken off, followed by the sweater. Her slender and beautiful hands stopped at the hem of her sweater. Under the sweater was a dried-up trail of blood. The pure white fur was soaked in bright red blood. Emma's hands hanging on both sides suddenly clenched into fists. After waiting for a moment, the person in front of her stopped moving.

She raised her head slightly. At this moment, her sweater was lifted and it covered her face. Her exposed skin trembled from the cold air.

Jaquan's gaze swept past her pure white underwear and circled behind her. There were traces of blood oozing from her wounds. Some of them were stuck to her sweater. With this lift, new wounds burst out. At first glance, her beautiful back was dripping with blood.

Emma removed the sweater covering her head and looked up to see Jaquan staring at her back. Just as she was about to say something, his eyes caught hers. It seemed what had happened was breaking his heart.

Breaking his heart?

Emma was shocked by this thought, and her body involuntarily shrank back.

Emma didn't know what she was thinking. He just grabbed her arm and put her on the chair and said, "Sit down."

He used to go to Collin's place often and learned how to bandage the wounds of patients. However, this was the first time he had done so. He put his hands down very gently. When he was disinfecting the cotton ball, he lowered his head and blew lightly.

When he threw the cotton ball, he noticed that Emma's entire body had tensed up.

He leaned over slightly, wanting to take a look at Emma's expression, only to see her purse her lips, with the expression indicating that she was trying her best to hold back, her eyebrows slightly knitted, and a black mole was on the earlobe that was very close to him.

He felt thirsty for her. He wanted to kiss that mole and the ear, and more importantly, he wanted to kiss her.

Emma fidgeted about the commotion behind her, so she tilted her head slightly and asked, "Have you finished?"

Actually, it could have been done by a girl, or by a hotel attendant.

But here he was without any comment. For some reason, the atmosphere had become like this. Emma regretted letting him stay. She didn't know why she hadn't rejected him before. She frowned, displeasure and entanglement appearing on her face.

"Not yet." Jaquan regained his senses and sprayed the drug on her to stop her bleeding. Then, he bandaged up the deeper wounds with gauze and fixed them with adhesive tape.

And then he began to take care of the injuries under her arms. These injuries were much more serious than the injuries on her back. Blood stained both of her sweater sleeves red. Jaquan turned to see one of her arms. He looked at it carefully and found out some clays on her injured skin.

He lowered his head, picked up the disinfectant needle carefully and removed the clays from her skin.

Because of what was happening around, there was nearly no distance between them. Emma could see his head. His hair was so soft. She had touched it before, and she still remembered that touch.

Jaquan lowered his head, revealing the protruding back of his neck. Just like his Adam's apple, it was conspicuous and charming. And she had kissed them before as well.

"Give me that hand." Jaquan said it a second time. At the same time, he raised his head to look at Emma. She was looking at the top of his head gently. In that moment, their eyes met. She went blank.

Jaquan stroked his hair and asked, "Is there something on my head?"

Obviously, there was nothing, but Emma nodded.

"Can you take it down for me?" As he spoke, he lowered his head.

"Ok."

Emma gently extended her hand to the top of his head and touched his hair with her fingertips. It was really soft. She remembered what Bernice had told her. She said, "Hard-haired men were hard-hearted and stubborn, but soft-haired men were warm-hearted and docile."

They sat on the chair in front of the table. Beside them was LCD screen embedded into the wall. Although Jaquan lowered his head, his eyes were looking at the side. It can be seen on the black display screen that Emma's hands were gently stroking his hair.

Jaquan suddenly grabbed her wrist and placed her in front of the table and asked, "What are you doing?"