Zhu Qiushui was very assertive, and Song Guanchao just chuckled and said, "Miss Zhu, don't get excited, let's sit down and talk."

"You're now a prisoner, and it's Lu Zhizhong who makes the decisions."

"Whether or not we can negotiate is not up to you."

Zhu Qiushui bit her silver teeth tightly, naturally understanding Song Guanchao's meaning.

In her heart, she actually felt a bit uneasy.

She hoped that Lu Zhizhong wouldn't be influenced by her, but also wished he would give up the gains he had already achieved for her sake.

She was uncertain what choice Lu Zhizhong would ultimately make.

But no matter his choice, Zhu Qiushui would not resent him.

"Madman, keep an eye on her."

Song Guanchao picked up the medicine and stood up, saying to Qu Xiangru, "Miss Qu, come in, let me take care of your wound properly."

The two walked into the room, and Song Guanchao sat beside her, reaching out to lift her clothes.

Qu Xiangru forced herself to suppress the discomfort within and allowed him to lift her clothes.

The wound was in a rather awkward position, supposedly on her waist, but in reality just a bit below her bosom.

Song Guanchao said, "Take off your clothes."

Qu Xiangru pursed her lips and took off her shirt.

Song Guanchao observed for two seconds and said, "Take off your bra too."

The position was too awkward, as the bra was just catching the edge of the wound.

"Turn around."

"Hmm?" Song Guanchao looked up, only to find that Qu Xiangru was blushing a little.

This was really rare.

"Even Governor Qu would blush?"

Song Guanchao's tone of surprise left Qu Xiangru speechless with anger: "What do you mean?"

"In your eyes, am I a very casual woman?"

Song Guanchao wanted to say, isn't that right?

Fortunately, he held back.

She was injured, so saying such provocative words would be a bit too much.

"No, I just feel that Governor Qu is psychologically strong, showing no change in expression even if seen completely."

Qu Xiangru snorted coldly, waited for him to turn away, and then untied her bra with her back turned.

Just as she removed her bra and before she could cover her chest, Song Guanchao suddenly turned around unexpectedly and saw her completely.

Qu Xiangru was frozen in place.

The next second, she hurled the bra in her hand at him, cursing, "Shameless!"

Song Guanchao deftly caught the bra and sniffed it hard under his nose: "Fragrant!"

"You..."

Qu Xiangru was so exasperated by his shamelessness that she was speechless.

Song Guanchao casually put down the bra, staring without blinking.

Her pair of 'rabbits' were round and erect, the two 'cherries' exceptionally pert, and her chest was simply perfect.

As her anger caused her chest to heave, the elasticity was like tender tofu.

Qu Xiangru quickly covered her breasts, almost biting through her red lips.

"Governor Qu has a nice figure and is good-looking, why are you still single?"

As Song Guanchao unwrapped the bandage on the wound, he voiced his confusion.

However, Qu Xiangru ignored him completely.

Song Guanchao was not concerned about whether she replied, continuing on his own: "You wouldn't really be sick, would you?"

"Song Guanchao!" she gritted her teeth, wishing to kill him.

"Just joking."

Song Guanchao held a cotton swab and carefully cleaned the area near the wound.

Though the bullet only grazed the skin at such close range, the damage was still significant.

The wound below her chest was over an inch long, with the flesh on both sides slightly rolled.

Song Guanchao said, "This needs stitching."

He finished treating it and wrapped it again with a bandage: "I'll take you to the hospital."

Qu Xiangru asked, "Can you tell it's a gunshot wound?"

Song Guanchao nodded: "It's quite obvious."

"No," Qu Xiangru shook her head.

The laws on Hong Kong Island were very strict, and if a doctor found out, it would definitely be reported to the police.

"Are you sure you don't want to go? This scar isn't small, if not treated in time, it will leave a mark. You're of age and haven't gotten married yet, if you have more scars, you'll have even less chance."

"Shut up!"

"I'm just being helpful."

Song Guanchao said, "Forget it, I'll do you a favor. If you don't want to go to the hospital, then I'll stitch it up for you."

Seeing her look of suspicion and vigilance, Song Guanchao said, "What's with that look? Don't trust me?"

"I don't know how to treat people, but I'm skilled at removing bullets and stitching wounds, I'm a professional in that area."

Song Guanchao walked over to the door and asked, "Madman, are Zhijun and the others back?"

"On their way."

"Tell them to buy a set of suture threads and needles."

"Got it."

Song Guanchao closed the door, turned around, and seeing her putting on clothes, he immediately said, "Don't wear them."

Qu Xiangru was confused.

Song Guanchao said, "The wound is quite big, it needs to stay airy."

He picked up the remote and turned on the air conditioner: "I'll have them bring a set of pajamas for you, just wear pajamas for the next few days."

Qu Xiangru suspected he was deceiving her, but Song Guanchao spoke so earnestly it didn't seem so.

Song Guanchao pushed the door open again: "Have Zhijun bring a set of women's pajamas and a few pairs of women's underwear. Get me a change of clothes too."

Qu Xiangru frowned: "Why the underwear?"

Song Guanchao said speechlessly, "Don't you need to change?"

"..." Qu Xiangru said nothing.

He was so considerate that she didn't know how to respond for a while.

Song Guanchao sat to the side, his eyes fixed on her.

Although she covered her chest with her hands, her chest was too big, she couldn't cover it.

Large patches of snowy softness looked even more tempting with her pressing against it.

And paired with her seductive eyes, even when angry, there was a unique allure.

Song Guanchao was even a bit aroused.

Qu Xiangru noticed him adjusting his pants from time to time, feeling puzzled, and then saw the very apparent bulge, igniting her anger again.

"Full of filth!" She looked away, avoiding looking.

Song Guanchao arched his eyebrows: "Who's Governor Qu talking about?"

"I'm full of filth?"

"It's as if you weren't the one who seduced me initially."

"Forget it, considering you're hurt, I won't fuss with you."

Soon, Zhijun and the others returned.

They also brought food.

Song Guanchao took the food and clothes and the set of medical tools for stitching, shutting the door.

He placed the food on the table and handed over the chopsticks: "Eat."

Qu Xiangru remained still for a long time, and Song Guanchao suddenly remembered she was not wearing clothes.

"Alright, eat, I won't look at you."

Song Guanchao shook his head with a helpless tone.

Qu Xiangru hesitated for a few seconds, saw him lower his head, and then released her hands, grabbing the chopsticks.

After a while, she sharply noticed that Song Guanchao's head was imperceptibly slightly lifted, and his gaze kept darting towards her.

Qu Xiangru felt furious internally but restrained herself.

At least he wasn't blatantly obvious.

Peeking, just let him peek then.

This meal Song Guanchao ate absent-mindedly, filled with thoughts of Qu Xiangru's ample figure.

So big, so perky, so white!

As he bent over to eat, those lush fruits swung in front of his face.

Song Guanchao even caught a faint scent of milk.

The thing in his crotch was erect the entire time, ready to burst.

Qu Xiangru naturally noticed his response, though angry it was of no use, she could only pretend she hadn't seen anything, silently eating her meal.

Moreover, she didn't know if it was the air conditioning or something else.

She felt her body was burning, her mind in a whirl.

All because of this damn Song Guanchao!

Making her bare her upper body!

All that about needing ventilation, not wearing clothes, was purely to mess with her!

Thinking this, Qu Xiangru's eyes turned a little red.

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