Chapter 2159: Chapter 2067: The Dog Emperor Gets Jealous 2

She walked over and placed two fingers on Lu Hualiang’s pulse gate.

Lu Hualiang was startled and reflexively pulled his hand back. "What are you doing."

Xia Weibao looked puzzled. "Taking your pulse, of course. In this kind of weather you’re actually saying you’re hot—I’m afraid you’re sick."

As she spoke, she lowered her head to look at her fingertips; the skin she had just touched was indeed a bit hot.

And the pulse was beating a little fast.

Sure enough, he was sick.

Lu Hualiang’s expression turned strange. "I’m fine, it’s just too stuffy in here. You’re a girl—do you have no sense of propriety between men and women at all? How can you touch a man’s body so casually."

Xia Weibao rolled her eyes at the ceiling. "Have you ever seen anyone take a pulse without pressing the pulse gate?"

Lu Hualiang’s face darkened slightly. Thinking that she might have taken other men’s pulses before, he felt extremely displeased.

"From now on you’re not allowed to take any other man’s pulse."

Xia Weibao, "..."

Insane!

This was the first time she’d heard of treating an illness without being allowed to feel the pulse.

Not wanting to bother with this mentally ill man, she crouched down and smoothed the bedding. "Tonight I’ll sleep on the floor, you sleep on the bed."

Lu Hualiang’s face turned even uglier. He was a towering man of seven feet—how could he let a woman sleep on the floor.

"No need, I’ll sleep on the floor."

"You’re injured, the floor is damp."

"Just a minor wound, not worth mentioning."

Xia Weibao didn’t want to speak anymore. He’d been so badly hurt he’d passed out, and he called that a minor wound?

If not for her superb medical skills, he probably still wouldn’t be able to walk right now.

After waking up he’d even forcibly used his Inner Strength; if he didn’t rest ten days or half a month, he likely wouldn’t recover—and he called that a minor wound.

"Can you stop dawdling—are you even a man? I’m telling you to sleep on the bed, so sleep on the bed. Want your injuries to worsen and smash my reputation, is that it? My previous patients never made as much fuss as you."

Lu Hualiang instantly lost his composure, his voice pitching higher. "Your previous patients? You’ve let other people into your room?!"

Right, she was a woman of the Jianghu who never cared about her reputation, very indifferent when it came to propriety between men and women. Since she could let a grown man like him into her boudoir, she could naturally let other men in too!

The moment he thought about other men having been in her room before, and that other than him, there had been male bodies on her bed, he wanted to kill someone!

The bloodthirsty killing intent wouldn’t calm no matter what, his emotions agitated.

Xia Weibao had no idea why his expression suddenly turned so ugly and was a bit stunned.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"Nothing."

"Nothing? Then where did your previous patients stay."

"That’s hard to say, depends on where we were. I roam the Jianghu and don’t have a fixed residence. Generally patients are treated where they are. Sometimes I stay at an inn.

In deep mountains and forests like this, how could there be patients.

You’re the first patient I’ve treated here. Why are you asking this."

Only then did Lu Hualiang’s anger subside. Thinking of his loss of control just now, he cleared his throat very unnaturally.

"Nothing, just asking."

On second thought he still didn’t feel at ease, so he asked again, "Then what did you mean just now when you said other patients weren’t as... troublesome as me."

Xia Weibao pouted. "It’s true. Other patients just do whatever I tell them to do. None of them nags as much as you."

Lu Hualiang, who’d just been disliked for talking too much, "..."

Fine, he’d shut up.

In the end, under his insistence, it was Xia Weibao who slept on the bed, and he slept on the floor.

He often marched and fought battles outside and had encountered all kinds of harsh environments, so he had no demands regarding accommodations.

Even as the ruler of a nation, he slept on the floor without a word of complaint.

It was just that, thinking of the woman still in the room, he felt a bit ill at ease.

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