Chapter 29: Helping Her Out

She had intended to move a little and stretch her body, but the moment she tried, the pain intensified sharply.

Lin Nanxun gasped, the pain so severe that her eyes squeezed shut and she couldn’t open them.

“Miss Lin, your hand is fractured right now, so you mustn’t move!” Aunt Xu was startled by her action and hurriedly reached out to stop her, explaining as she did so.

“Just lie here quietly and don’t move—if you stay still, the pain won’t get worse, understand?”

Hearing Aunt Xu’s words, Lin Nanxun paused, then nodded gently.

Yet, even though she lay motionless, the pain in her body didn’t diminish in the slightest.

One of her hands was fractured and completely immobile; the other, though not broken, still ached sharply whenever she moved, pulling at her other injuries.

But Aunt Xu had said this was an inevitable part of recovery after surgery—if she felt no pain, it would mean something had gone wrong. With Aunt Xu watching over her to keep her still, she could only grit her teeth and endure.

Though Lin Nanxun was usually quiet, lying so motionless was still something she found hard to get used to.

It wasn’t long before a persistent itch began to torment her.

She stole a glance at Aunt Xu and, unable to resist, reached out with her uninjured hand, intending to scratch—

But as soon as she raised her hand, pain flared anew in her other injuries, making Lin Nanxun gasp again.

“Oh dear, Miss Lin, why are you moving again?” Aunt Xu exclaimed in alarm, hastening to scold her.

Just then, the door to the hospital room was suddenly pushed open from outside.

Dressed in a black suit and wearing a stern expression, Shen Hanzhi stepped into the room.

Zhou Bei followed close behind him.

He strode quickly into the room. At the sight of him, Lin Nanxun was momentarily taken aback.

Shen Hanzhi stopped at her bedside, his sharp gaze sweeping over her before he turned to Aunt Xu, his voice severe and faintly reproachful.

“What happened?”

Startled, Aunt Xu instinctively lowered her head and hurried to explain.

“Miss Lin’s anesthesia has worn off, so she’s in pain now. I told her not to move…”

As Aunt Xu finished speaking, Shen Hanzhi’s brow furrowed, and he turned his gaze to Lin Nanxun.

His stern look made Lin Nanxun nervous, and she felt a guilty flutter in her chest.

“I didn’t move,” she hastily shook her head in denial.

But—

The sternness on his face didn’t waver, as if he didn’t believe her at all.

Her eyes flickered, and finally she pursed her lips and admitted softly, “I just wanted to scratch an itch…”

She had been lying still, but just now the itch had become unbearable, and she couldn’t help but try to scratch it.

Scratch an itch?

Upon hearing her explanation, Shen Hanzhi’s expression changed, and he abruptly asked, “Where does it itch?”

“Here…” Lin Nanxun looked down innocently at her waist, indicating the spot. Perhaps it was the unfamiliarity of wearing a hospital gown, but her waist kept itching.

Shen Hanzhi followed her gesture with his gaze, then abruptly paused.

A trace of awkwardness flashed across his cold, handsome features.

The next moment, he quickly turned away and pressed his lips together, instructing Aunt Xu, “Take care of it for her.”

With that, he left the room with Zhou Bei, closing the door behind them.

Seeing this, Aunt Xu couldn’t help but chuckle. As she scratched Lin Nanxun’s itch, she reminded her good-naturedly, “Next time, just tell me directly if you feel itchy—sir is a man, after all.”