Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 487: It Seems Like I Made a Mistake in Not Letting You Show Off Your Abilities?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The door opened with a beeping sound.

While supporting the man, Ji Nuan raised her hand to flip the switch for the lights.

"Quickly, sit down first. I'll help you to disinfect your wound."

Mr. Vinse scanned the place he had entered. The living room came into view first, and unlike the way she described it, it was neat and tidy. The condo had around two hundred square meters of space, and only the living room was spacious. The decor was simple and uncluttered. The space also carried the unique cool fragrance of a woman; it strangely led him not to want to leave.

"Sit there first. I'll go bring the first aid kit." Ji Nuan pointed at the couch.

"I'm fine, actually. A fruit knife isn't that sharp, and it only caused a small, surface wound. If the cut were deep, I would have already been on my way to the hospital." Mr. Vinse took a glance at her couch. It was decorated with two plump cushions. The cushions had a gradient blue color and resembled the sky. The white fabric of the couch was clean, as though it was new. He took a seat and watched the woman who had rushed over to look for a first aid kit.

Ji Nuan brought the first aid kit. She opened it and brought out some simple medicine, bandages, and band-aids, saying: "Even if you don't need to visit the hospital, he slashed you with the fruit knife with quite some force. Although it isn't deep, it isn't a light wound. Do you know how much you bled earlier in the elevator?"

She turned away to fetch a pail of water and searched through her drawers for a fresh towel. She then sat by his side and rolled up his already torn sleeves, wiping the blood around the wound carefully.

Seeing Ji Nuan's gentle yet serious actions, Mr. Vinse kept staring at her face. After the little woman meticulously cleaned the blood, she dipped the bandage in some alcohol to disinfect around the area. She then used a fresh bandage to clean the wound itself.

When the medical alcohol touched his wound, Ji Nuan was worried that the pain would be too much. She carefully blew on his wound and turned to ask him, "Does it hurt? Tolerate it for a little."

Mr. Vinse watched her expression. "It doesn't hurt."

Seeing the man's gaze, Ji Nuan shifted her eyes away. She did not say more. After cleaning the wound, she applied medicine to the area before wrapping it up with bandages. The moment she was done, she immediately stood up to put the first aid kit away.

Her actions were quick and well-practiced. Although she was now different from the Ji Nuan of three years ago, right from the beginning, she was never quite like the other young ladies in their early twenties.

She had a unique, implicit charm. It was also what made her enchanting and special in a way that was difficult to put into words.

After packing everything away, Ji Nuan searched through her bedroom. At last, she stepped out empty-handed.

"I'm sorry, I don't have any clothes suitable for you to change into. Since you can't take off that shirt, you should head home with your sleeves rolled up."

Mr. Vinse lowered his gaze to watch the neatly wrapped bandage around his arm. "I don't think you've mentioned studying medicine before. Why are you so good with wounds and wrapping bandages?"

"'A long illness makes the patient into a doctor.' When I was young, I always suffered from all sorts of problems. A while ago, I even scratched my arms and legs at a birthday party. I always needed bandages and, after watching others do it for me, I learned to do it myself." While speaking, Ji Nuan raised her leg to see that they were covered by her jeans. "Didn't you notice that I'm wearing long sleeves despite the hot weather? The wounds have yet to disappear fully. The red and green patches are too eye-catching, so I decided to cover them."

Mr. Vinse looked at her clothes with understanding. He then noticed that her snow-white sleeves were stained with his blood. He pointed at it. "My apologies, I dirtied your clothes."

Ji Nuan lowered her eyes to glance at it before smiling. "It's fine. I'll wash it away if I can. Otherwise, I'll toss it away. Anyway, I have a lot of clothes. There are still two whole boxes of clothes I left in Hai City from three years ago. Losing one or two pieces doesn't matter. More importantly, don't use your own arm to block when you face this sort of situation in the future. Thankfully that was only a fruit knife. If it had been an ax, you would have lost a whole arm. How could I possibly take responsibility for that?"

"I didn't lose and arm, but I still lost some blood." Mr. Vinse appeared to be half-joking and half-serious as he said, "Can this small wound be exchanged for several days of your care?"

"To repay this favor, I brought you home and even cleaned and bandaged your wounds. I've already repaid everything I need to. Don't expect me to take any further responsibility for you." Ji Nuan gave him a shrewd smile.

Mr. Vinse raised his brows.

This woman was truly difficult to tease. He had thought he would be able to reap some benefits from his wound, but in a blink of an eye, she no longer owed him anything.

Mr. Vinse sighed with a smile. "Forget it. I'm happy to lose to you."

He paused before surveying his surroundings once more. "After knowing you for so long, this is the first time I've had the opportunity to sit in your home. It is indeed a very good repayment for me. Don't mention a fruit knife, even if I had really lost an arm, I would still be happy."

"You are already in your thirties. Can you not speak like a teenager who doesn't know right from wrong? Even if you had really lost an arm, I wouldn't take responsibility for it. So, there's no need to stick out for me in the future. I know some self-defense. That sort of drunk, mad man can't do anything to me." Ji Nuan twisted her own fist and wrist. "Haven't you met Feng Ling when you were in England? She taught me some skills. I'm quite capable."

"When I saw that man grab you and almost pull you into his arms, I became flustered and charged forward. It seems like I made a mistake in not letting you show off your abilities." Mr. Vinse raised his brows.

Ji Nuan coughed. "Forget it, it's all in the past. Since your wound isn't serious and has already been bandaged, how are you heading home? You won't be able to drive, will you? I'll send you home? Or should I call your secretary to come to pick you up?"

Mr. Vinse attempted to shift his arm. "I'm fine. I'll drive myself home."

Ji Nuan did not say more. The tactful actions to remind the guest to leave had already been made. The two of them were not children, and it wasn't suitable for a man to stay in her home for too long. He naturally understood this.

Mr. Vinse took another glance at her living room when he stood up. "Although this residential area isn't bad, it's still a very old condo. I saw that the streetlights downstairs were barely working. The security isn't very good either. Even a drunk man was able to get in. I heard that there are often power shortages here. Do you really not plan on moving out? I won't be able to set my heart at ease if you stay here any longer. I have a few condos in the western city district. You can feel free to move in. Isn't it more convenient to stay in a condo close to your office?"