She picked up the glass of water on the table and took a small sip.

Then she looked at Jiang Li. "Don’t be nervous, have some water and relax a bit."

"Oh, oh, okay." Jiang Li picked up the water. Maybe because she had a guilty conscience, her hand trembled slightly, and a bit of water splashed out, sprinkling onto the back of her own hand.

Xia Weibao smiled and handed her a tissue. "How are you this careless."

Jiang Li gave an awkward smile, then reached out to take the tissue being passed over.

The hand on the other end of the tissue was very fair and very beautiful. Jiang Li was an uneducated person and couldn’t think of any good adjectives to praise these hands; all she had in her mind was: they’re so pretty.

Then she looked at her own hands—thin and dark, with calluses, looking grimy.

It made her feel a bit inferior, and a bit unbalanced.

They’re all human, so why is the gap so big.

Then she looked at this villa. Rich people really are different. Just for a single competition, they could free up two empty villas as venues.

And her? Her whole family was squeezed into a shabby little mud house in the countryside, without even a room of her own.

Looking at the dazzlingly glamorous Xia Weibao, Jiang Li felt a faint surge of jealousy in her heart.

Thinking of Xia Yongxuan’s instructions, she grew a bit nervous again.

Xia Weibao had been quietly observing the patient in front of her, then suddenly spoke. "What illness do you have? Have you been examined before?"

Her voice startled Jiang Li, who had been lost in thought. Jiang Li jerked her head up in panic, then quickly lowered it again.

"No... My family’s poor, we don’t have money to see a doctor."

Xia Weibao raised an eyebrow. "In that case, I’ll feel your pulse first."

Jiang Li grew even more nervous. Before she managed to pass AIDS on to Xia Weibao, she couldn’t let her do the examination.

Otherwise, once the illness was discovered, Xia Weibao would definitely start guarding against her, and it wouldn’t be so easy to make a move again!

"I... Miss Xia, I’ve been on the train for a whole day and night. I’m really tired right now, can we do it tomorrow?"

Xia Weibao glanced at her pale face and stood up. "Alright, then you rest well first."

She turned and went upstairs, back to her room.

There was no surveillance in the room, so she didn’t have to worry about anyone knowing what she did inside.

Lying on the bed, she rolled over once, then took out her phone. It was full of messages from Lu Hualiang.

She skimmed through them; they were all sweet nothings, making her feel both sweet and shy.

With a ding, WeChat chimed with a notification.

Lu Hualiang: Done with work?

Xia Weibao: Yeah, I just brought the patient back. She said she’s tired today and wants to wait till tomorrow for the treatment.

Lu Hualiang: Where are you now.

Xia Weibao: In my room.

Then, no reply.

She waited five minutes with no response and figured he must be busy, so she grabbed a set of pajamas, planning to change and take an afternoon nap.

She didn’t expect that just as she took off her top, she’d hear the sound of a window being pushed open behind her.

Before she could turn around, a burning-hot body pressed up against her from behind, wrapping her in an embrace.

"Trying to seduce me, hmm?"

The man’s warm breath sprayed against her neck, tickling her.

Xia Weibao rolled her eyes. She hadn’t even known he was coming—seduce what.

A certain man’s hands were already getting restless. Xia Weibao slapped them away. "Knock it off. What are you doing here."

She was in the middle of a competition; he wasn’t afraid of being caught at all.

"I came to see if there’s anything your husband can help with."

Xia Weibao couldn’t help but laugh. "With my medical skills, you think I need your help?"

"That’s not necessarily true. Wife, no matter how good your medical skills are, they’re stuck in ancient times. Many modern illnesses are caused by viruses—you may not have seen them before."