Chapter 256 - 256 Secret

256 Secret

He Miao obediently listened to Jing Yan’s arrangements. She only felt a little embarrassed after Jing Yan brought her back to the ward and closed the door.

She walked to the window and drew the curtains, but when she turned around, she met Jing Yan’s half-smiling eyes.

“W-why are you looking at me like that?” He Miao turned her eyes away guiltily, also feeling that she was making a mountain out of a molehill. He was only looking at the wound, why did she suddenly make herself so nervous?

Even if Jing Yan did not want to think too much about it, he still could not help but let his imagination run wild when he saw He Miao’s serious attitude. He could not help but walk to her side, wrap his arms around her delicate waist, and said with a smile, “Why are you drawing the curtains? Are you planning to let me see everything at once?”

“What nonsense are you saying!” He Miao suddenly became anxious and pushed his chest.

She did not push him, and his broad chest was still hot like a hot iron.

He Miao grabbed his collar and pouted in embarrassment. “Turn around first. I’ll show you when I’m done with my clothes.”

“Alright,” he said. Jing Yan could not help but kiss her pouting pink lips. Then he turned around obediently, his ears turning red.

She had imagined him to be a hooligan who liked to take advantage of others, but little did she know that the more he was infatuated with her, the more he could not bear to touch her.

Even if she did not say it, he would not look at the places he should not.

He Miao slowly unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her entire right shoulder. She clutched her collar again before calling out weakly, “Jing Yan, I’m done. Turn around.”

A helpless smile appeared on Jing Yan’s lips. He turned around and saw the bandage wrapped around her shoulder. His pupils could not help but contract in pain, and the anger in his chest was far greater than the slight tenderness he had just had.

Even now, Jing Yan still could not bring himself to be the scumbag who had dared to hurt He Miao.

He Miao lowered his head, not daring to look into his eyes. Naturally, she did not notice the anger in his eyes. “I… I loosened the bandage a little. You should be able to see the wound inside. It’s really almost healed. I don’t think I need to wrap the bandage anymore. The wound can’t stay wrapped forever.”

“Yes.” Jing Yan snorted through his nose. His clenched right hand landed on He Miao’s shoulder, but it turned into a careful touch.

Jing Yan had been thrown into the army by Old Master Jing for training, and injuries of all sorts had become a common occurrence for him. He had been sick for a long time, and now, he could tell how the recovery was going with just a glance at these wounds.

He Miao obviously did not lie to him just to get out of the hospital early. Her wound had indeed healed by more than half, and Jing Yan could not help but be surprised that she could recover so quickly in such a short time.

Even though his body had become stronger after his stint in the army, it was far from her strong recovery ability.

Many thoughts flashed through Jing Yan’s mind. He recalled the first time he met He Miao. The little girl was uncouth and clumsy, which was a sharp contrast to her quick-witted and beautiful self.

When he found out that He Miao’s soul had transmigrated as well, he had thought that He Miao’s physical appearance had changed because of the soul inside her. However, after some careful thought, he realized that this theory was not true.

Even if his soul transmigrated into Onion’s body, Onion’s appearance would not be similar to his.

The only explanation was that He Miao had other secrets that she had not told him.

He Miao saw that he was staring at her wound without saying a word. She could not help but push his arm to snap him back from his thoughts. “What are you thinking about? I didn’t lie to you, did I? mMy wound is really almost healed.”

“Yes.” Jing Yan nodded slightly, re-bandaged her, and put on her clothes. Then he took her hand and said, “Wait for me in the car, I’ll help you with the discharge procedures.”

“I’ll go with you,” He Miao said with a relaxed smile.

Jing Yan allowing her to leave the hospital was already the best news for her. She couldn’t wait to complete the discharge procedures and go home with Onion.

It was not because she took Jing Yan’s words as a divine decree, but because she knew that Jing Yan did all this for her own good. She could not waste his good intentions without knowing the good or bad. So, as long as it didn’t violate her principles, she would go along with him and acquiesce to him controlling her.

Jing Yan, however, shook his head. He did not insist on sticking to He Miao, which was a rare sight. “Go back to the car first. You don’t have to pack the things in the ward. I’ll get someone to come over later.”

“Alright, then.” He Miao didn’t insist. She went back to the car alone and waited for Jing Yan.

In the attending doctor’s office, Jing Yan sat across from the desk and looked coldly at the doctor who was wiping his sweat. He said, “It’s all thanks to your miraculous hands that Miaomiao’s injuries could recover so quickly.”

“President Jing, you flatter me.” The attending doctor smiled shyly. Because he was too fat, the fat and wrinkles on his face piled together when he smiled.

Jing Yan sneered. Seeing that he could not understand what he was hinting at, he put on a stern face and asked coldly, “Is it really because of your medical skills? Isn’t there anything special about it?”