Chapter 652: Untitled
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“What is it? Speak!” Mo Jue’s silent heart was ignited with hope again. His purple eyes looked as if they were set on fire. It was a flame of agitation. He would try everything and anything to cure her.
Claire looked at Mo Jue with a serious look. “Second master, are you sure that you will agree to this?”
“Don’t play games with me! Make it clear!” Mo Jue was a little impatient because he was agitated. He just wanted to know who could treat Ye Wei’s injury, but Claire was hesitant to tell him. How could he not be angry?
“A few years ago in India, I heard that a girl’s arm was twisted off when she was involved in the power struggle of a political party. The whole of her arm was cut off, but after three or four days, Bai Ye reconnected her arm. She looked perfectly fine after that, as if she had not been injured at all. This had caused a sensation then. Maybe, you can ask him for help.”
Mo Jue frowned. “Bai Ye of the terrorist organization?”
“Yes! His surgery skills are unmatched. He might be able to save Miss Ye Wei. However, he is strange. He doesn’t treat many patients although he is a doctor. But I think he will agree to treat Miss Ye Wei since she is part of their organization. Their relationship should be good.”
…
Claire took his leave and went back to the hospital. When Mo Jue went back in, he saw Ye Wei holding her hair with a frown and muttering to herself. His heart broke again when he saw her sitting there quietly.
It was rare to see her sit down so quietly like that.
He walked closer to her. Her reaction was still as quick and sensitive as always. As if she knew about her condition, she didn’t ask him about what Claire had said. She only pointed to her hair and said, “I want to wash my hair.”
“My hair is so dirty!”
Mo Jue was stunned. He thought that she was going to ask about her leg injury, and even thought of ways to comfort her. But, she didn’t. He heaved a sigh of relief and rubbed her dirty hair. He said, “I’ll carry you upstairs.”
“Just wash it here.”
She didn’t want to be in the room. If he carried her upstairs, she would probably stay in the room the whole day. She didn’t want to trouble Mo Jue to carry her downstairs again.
Mo Jue immediately filled three buckets of hot water and brought them to the garden. Ye Wei’s eyes twitched. “You could have just connected the tap with the pipe for cold water. Why are you inconveniencing yourself?”
It was alright for her to wash with cold water since the weather was hot.
Moreover, washing with cold water was more comfortable, and he didn’t have to make a few trips to get hot water. There was a tap in the garden.
“Do you think you are made of iron? How can you wash with cold water when your body hasn’t recovered yet?” Mo Jue couldn’t help but scold. Then, he brought the shampoo and a towel over.
Ye Wei was about to wash her hair by herself when Mo Jue carried her onto the bench suddenly. Slowly, he said, “I’ll wash it for you. Your hands can’t get wet.”
“…”
“Why are you looking at me like this?”
“Wait. Do you know how to wash?”
Mo Jue said, “Don’t I have hair? Are you discriminating against people with short hair? Do people with short hair not wash their hair?”
Ye Wei was at a loss for words.
Uh… Well, she shouldn’t discriminate.
It was just that she felt like letting a man wash her hair was almost like letting him wash her undergarment. She was a little embarrassed, but she wouldn’t tell him. Considering how badly injured her hand was, and she couldn’t possibly wash properly with one hand, she looked down obediently.
Mo Jue smiled and helped her straighten her hair gently with a comb. It had been some time since she washed her hair, and it was really greasy. It was hard for him to comb her hair as it was too badly tangled due to the dry split ends.
He stopped using the comb and straightened her hair carefully with his hands instead.
“Wei Wei, does it hurt?”
“It’s okay,” Ye Wei replied. ‘Gorgeous Mo Jue, at this rate, my back will break before you start washing.’ She mocked silently in her heart.
It took Mo Jue some time to straighten out her hair before he started washing it carefully.
Ye Wei blushed. His breath was very close, almost right beside her ear. She couldn’t help but imagine the scene of him washing her undergarments…
In any case, he was not far from being the good man of the new century.
His strong fingers rummaged through her hair. He rubbed her hair and massaged her scalp gently. The fragrance of the shampoo lingered on the tip of her nose. Ye Wei fell in love with the atmosphere.
Sweet and heartwarming.
It had been long since she felt warmth.
‘Does admitting defeat sometimes bring unexpected moments like this?’ If it wasn’t for her injured leg and hand, this might never happen…
Mo Jue…
She had made up her mind to stop pestering him by leaving him and forgetting about the underworld, but because of her body, she had to continue relying on him. This gave Ye Wei an illusion. She felt that it might be great if they could continue living on like this forever.
But the thought of her limping for the rest of her life gave her a mental breakdown.
She would go crazy.
Mo Jue took a deep breath suddenly. Feeling puzzled, Ye Wei looked down and saw that her collar had become unbuttoned because she was squatting down, exposing her bosom…
‘F***!’
‘What a pervert.’ Ye Wei adjusted her collars. Mo Jue snorted coldly. He couldn’t help muttering, “Not that I haven’t seen it before.”
“Gorgeous Mo Jue, why do you sound disappointed?” Ye Wei smiled. Damn it, if she didn’t hold on to her collars, her chest would be exposed when she squatted down.
Ye Wei let loose her hands. ‘Whatever. He’s right. It’s not like he hasn’t seen it before…’
“Look. I’ll show you for free. You can see it, but you can’t do anything!” Ye Wei smiled charmingly. Mo Jue increased the strength in his hands and pulled her hair to warn her.
Ye Wei laughed.
She was not in the mood to tease him. If she was, she would flirt with him until he was aflame with sexual desires with no place to vent.
Mo Jue rinsed her hair once and then shampooed it for the second time. Ye Wei was a little sore from squatting down, and she couldn’t help urging him. “Don’t just look at my chest and forget to wash my hair. Hurry up. My back is sore.”
“Aren’t you usually full of energy? How could your back become sore in just a short time? You suck.” Although Mo Jue despised her, he washed off the foam for her quickly. Ye Wei recalled their conversation earlier.
‘Why is this conversation so dirty?’