Morning.
7:10 a.m.
At the County Chief's home, in the living room.
After closing the door and coming out, Dong Xuebin waited on the sofa, sitting one moment and standing the next, repeatedly glancing toward the Master Bedroom, deeply worried.
A minute passed.
Five minutes passed.
There was still no movement inside. He had no idea whether she had managed to apply the medicine.
Dong Xuebin got up and called out, "County Chief Jiang? Are you done? County Chief Jiang?"
After a while, Jiang Fangfang's voice finally came from inside. "County Chief Dong, come in for a moment."
"Right." Dong Xuebin answered and immediately strode over impatiently, pushing open the door. "Have you finished applying it? Do you feel any better?"
Jiang Fangfang lay under the covers, her hair and body still soaking wet. "My arm and leg have recovered a little, but they still don't feel right. I may have fallen too hard. That small wound is on my back, so I can't see it even when I turn around. I can't bandage it, and I don't know if I got the medicine on properly."
"Huh? Then what do we do? Go to the hospital?"
"This little injury doesn't warrant calling an ambulance."
They really could not call an ambulance. Beautiful County Chief was not wearing anything; what would they do if people came? It was not as though Dong Xuebin could help her get dressed. Besides, it would not sound good if word got out that the County Chief had fallen and injured herself while bathing. The best outcome was naturally to keep anyone from knowing.
"That's true, but it still needs to be bandaged."
"...Mm, how about you help me bandage it?"
Jiang Fangfang said something that left Dong Xuebin utterly stunned in an exceptionally calm tone. He froze and instinctively replied, "Huh? Uh, all right."
Jiang Fangfang gave a quiet hum. "Sorry to trouble you."
Dong Xuebin's face grew a little hot. "Then how do I... with your..."
Jiang Fangfang looked at him. "Turn around first. Let me get myself situated."
"Okay, okay." Dong Xuebin quickly turned around and faced the wall.
Then he heard the rustle of blankets behind him. Dong Xuebin knew that Jiang Fangfang was not wearing anything right now, and his throat suddenly went dry.
Before long.
"All right."
"Then I'll turn around?"
"...Mm."
Dong Xuebin slowly turned back. Jiang Fangfang had moved the blanket aside. She was now wearing a wet bathrobe, no longer merely draped over her but properly put on. With her back to him, Jiang Fangfang lay on the pillow and gently rubbed her arm. Her wrist was a little red, probably from the fall. It seemed that even putting on a simple garment had taken a great deal of effort.
"Your hand?"
"It's nothing. Deal with the wound first. The bleeding hasn't stopped."
Dong Xuebin looked down and saw that the portion of the bedsheet Jiang Fangfang had just been pressing against was already covered in a large patch of blood. The rear of the bathrobe she wore had also been stained red. The bloodstain was still slowly spreading, with no sign of stopping.
Dong Xuebin immediately took the Yunnan Baiyao, gauze, and other supplies. Then, looking at her full buttocks, he swallowed and said, "Should I..."
"The wound is on my buttocks."
"Then, uh, I..."
"Lift it, and you'll be able to see it."
Dong Xuebin took a deep breath. This was going to kill him. Gritting his teeth, he reached out, carefully trying not to touch County Chief Jiang's skin as he pinched her bathrobe. He slowly lifted the fabric over her thighs. When it would not go any farther, he carefully tugged it higher. Dong Xuebin was a fairly proper man, but it was impossible not to touch her skin during this. Whenever he did, his fingers or fingernails would sink into soft, yielding flesh.
This was no good, no good!
The more careful Dong Xuebin tried to be, the more ambiguous the atmosphere felt.
Finally, he steeled himself and forcefully flipped up the bathrobe over her buttocks, pulling it down to her waist.
At once, two pale, plump cheeks of her buttocks filled Dong Xuebin's vision, making him gasp reflexively. Naturally, she was not wearing underwear; Jiang Fangfang had been taking a bath just moments ago.
"Can you hurry?"
"Mm, yes, yes!"
"It's a little cold. Thank you."
"It's fine. I'll be as quick as I can."
Dong Xuebin focused and saw that the wound on the back of her buttocks was still seeping blood. Yunnan Baiyao covered its surface and the surrounding area, clearly applied by Jiang Fangfang herself earlier, though unevenly, likely because she could not see behind her. Dong Xuebin took out the medicine bottle and sprinkled some over the wound, then asked, "I'm applying it now?"
"Mm, go ahead."
"Excuse me."
"It's nothing."
Dong Xuebin pressed his fingers against it and gently rubbed, spreading the Yunnan Baiyao evenly over the wound. Then he sprinkled on some more and smoothed it out with his fingers again.
Her skin was very soft.
And it felt very warm.
Although Jiang Fangfang had her legs tightly pressed together, her entire lower body was still completely exposed before Dong Xuebin. Even his nose felt hot as he kept drawing breaths. Jiang Fangfang lay facedown on the pillow, so he could not see her expression. Dong Xuebin glanced at the back of her head, then tore open the gauze and applied it before carefully securing it to her buttocks with strips of medical tape.
One strip...
Two strips...
Three strips...
Each time he finished applying a strip, Dong Xuebin had to press it down to secure it. Every time he did, his face reddened.
Jiang Fangfang's skin was excellent, the kind that sprang right back after being pressed.
After finishing, Dong Xuebin stared at it for a few more moments. Only after seeing that the wound was no longer bleeding did he gently pull the hem of her bathrobe back down bit by bit.
"Done?"
"Cough, cough, it's done."
Jiang Fangfang nodded slightly. Once the robe had fallen back down and covered her buttocks, she turned her head and revealed the face that had been resting on the pillow. Her gaze remained calm and unruffled. Dong Xuebin suddenly admired County Chief Jiang's composure and bearing. Never mind that she was a woman—even Dong Xuebin felt terribly awkward right now. That was such an intimate place; he had touched and rubbed it for so long, yet County Chief Jiang seemed utterly unconcerned.
"Help me up?"
"You're getting out of bed?"
"Mm, I'll try walking."
"All right, be careful."
Dong Xuebin extended his hand.
Jiang Fangfang placed her hand in his, then used his strength to climb out of bed, slipped on her slippers, and stood up with difficulty.
Holding her hand, Dong Xuebin asked, "Are you okay?"
Jiang Fangfang hummed. "Much better. I can walk."
"I think you should rest today. Don't go to work."
"This little injury is nothing. I have things to do today. I can't not go."
After walking for a while, Jiang Fangfang was still limping slightly, and her wrist also seemed quite painful.
Naturally, Dong Xuebin did not dare let go of her hand. He held it like that, while his other hand hovered at County Chief Jiang's waist to support and protect her as they walked slowly.
Ah, what a smooth little hand. (To be continued...)
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