Chapter 798 — Mine Is the Fake One
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When Kang Jingming saw that Wang Shubin had actually brought Guan Xin back, he was overjoyed. To stir Guan Xin's maternal instinct and win her sympathy, he began to wail and moan. "Ah, it hurts so much, I feel awful... my face... my legs..."
Guan Xin had not expected that a grown man like Kang Jingming could be so fragile, still lying there howling.
"It's bandaged quite nicely, isn't it? What do you mean no one's looking after him?" Guan Xin saw that both of Kang Jingming's legs had been set in plaster and splints, properly treated already. It was nothing at all like what Wang Shubin had described — no one attending to him.
"Well... I meant there's no one here for the follow-up care..." Wang Shubin gave a dry laugh. His thinking at the time had been simply to trick Guan Xin into coming first, and as for what happened after she arrived, he would play it by ear.
"His legs are no longer a matter of ordinary external injuries. They're too serious for that — they fall under orthopedic care now. That's not something I can handle; there are specialized orthopedic nurses for this," Guan Xin said. "I'll help him get in touch with an orthopedic nurse."
"Huh?" Kang Jingming was instantly dumbstruck. How was it too serious now? Before, a little scratch had been too minor, and now it was too severe? It had escalated all the way to the orthopedic department?
But this wasn't something he could control either — he hadn't wanted his legs broken!
Kang Jingming was furious. He truly wanted to curse those demolition men in the shantytown to hell. Why did they have to drop it on him so hard? If it had struck just a little lighter, Guan Xin would have been able to nurse him! How had he missed his chance with Guan Xin yet again? What rotten luck was this?
"Well... Young Master Ming's legs will naturally be handled by an orthopedic nurse, but what I meant was the wound on his head. The wound on his head is quite serious too. If it isn't treated properly and leaves a scar, what then?" Wang Shubin's eyes lit up, and he shifted his target to Kang Jingming's head. "Nurse Guan Xin, look how handsome Young Master Ming is, so elegant and dashing. If his face were ruined, he'd never be able to show himself in public again. We can't trust anyone else — only you, an acquaintance of ours!"
Hearing Wang Shubin's words, Kang Jingming was overjoyed. Wang Shubin really was a strategist — quick-witted as ever! He'd come up with a way to keep Guan Xin here just like that. Even Kang Jingming himself hadn't thought of it!
That was right — his legs were too serious, but his head wasn't. It was just a big gash, which was exactly within Guan Xin's scope of care, wasn't it? So he hastily chimed in. "Exactly, it's better to have one of our own handling it. Outsiders just aren't as careful. I don't want my face ruined!"
"Oh, I can't guarantee there won't be a scar," Guan Xin said with a curl of her lip. "I'm not Divine Doctor Kang. I don't have Divine Doctor Kang's Golden Wound Medicine. My family's Doctor Guan's wound medicine is all fake — it doesn't work. If you're afraid of a scar, you'd better apply some of Divine Doctor Kang's Golden Wound Medicine. It's very effective, and your family has plenty of it!"
"Gah?!" Kang Jingming suddenly remembered — wasn't his family's Divine Doctor Kang's Golden Wound Medicine the very nemesis of external injuries? And there was a mocking edge to Guan Xin's words. Kang Jingming knew it was a counterattack for what he had said in the bookstore that day!
Kang Jingming was filled with regret. That day in the bookstore, heaven knew what had gotten into him. He had actually forgotten about the relationship between Guan Xin and Doctor Guan and shot his mouth off, not only leaving Guan Xin with a bad impression — worst of all, once he had said it, there was no taking it back. He could hardly say that Doctor Guan was actually better than Divine Doctor Kang, could he? Wouldn't that be dragging his own family's name through the mud?