Urban Super Medical Saint

Seeing signs of irritation in Liu Jiayao, and also because Ge Dongxu couldn't stand the stench of his own sweat, he stopped refusing. However, as soon as he touched the pink mattress, he immediately remembered his sweaty condition and hurriedly stood up, catching up and saying, "Sister Liu, let me do it myself."

"Why? You're only allowed to help me, but I can't help you? Besides, you're a guy, so of course, such matters like preparing a bath should be left to me," Liu Jiayao glanced sideways at Ge Dongxu and chided again.

"Alright then." Faced with Liu Jiayao's "dominance," Ge Dongxu had no choice but to completely retreat and honestly left the bedroom to stay in the living room.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

At that time, Ge Dongxu was still young and lacked social experience. He didn't realize that in the city, even very close friends who visit generally bathe in the guest room if there is a shower, or in the living room if there isn't. It's rare for hosts to invite guests into their own master bedroom to bathe because the master bathroom is considered a very private place for the host. Not to mention a young female host actively offering to prepare a bath for a young man in her bedroom's bathroom.

Luckily, Ge Dongxu did not understand what this implied then; otherwise, if it had been another man, he might have joyously dragged Liu Jiayao for a coupled bath already.

For such an attitude was too obvious! Unless the man was completely oblivious, he would understand the intentions of the woman.

Of course, Ge Dongxu was not oblivious; he was just sixteen years old, without much social experience, and had always lived in the mountains, with a very innocent mind, not thinking about such things.

After turning on the hot water, Liu Jiayao then rummaged through the wardrobe and took out a bath towel, a new towel, a new toothbrush, and a clean bathrobe of her own. Thinking that her bathrobe would soon be worn by Ge Dongxu, Liu Jiayao's pretty face felt somewhat hot, yet she meticulously folded it and placed it in the bathroom along with the towel and toothbrush.

After everything was arranged, the bathtub was nearly full. Liu Jiayao specifically felt the water temperature and seeing it was about right, she left the bathroom and called Ge Dongxu in, saying, "The water is ready now. Take a good hot bath. The bath towel, towel, and toothbrush are all prepared. The towels and toothbrush are new, and although the bath towel and robe are old, they are clean. Make do with these for now. Later, I'll get you a set right here. There's a Li Ning sportswear store nearby on the ground floor. I'll go down and buy a set for you now, including shorts. After you finish bathing, wrap up in the bathrobe. Don't put the dirty clothes back on."

By now, Ge Dongxu realized that if he said no or acted formally with Liu Jiayao, she would definitely roll her eyes at him again, so he didn't decline anymore and nodded, then went into the bathroom.

Seeing Ge Dongxu not being formal with her this time, Liu Jiayao showed a happy smile, greeted Ge Dongxu, and then left the room.

Liu Jiayao's bathroom was also arranged very cozy and romantic, reflecting a woman's touch from the tiles to the decor, easily identifiable as a woman's bathroom.

It was then that the young man from the mountains realized he probably shouldn't be bathing in the bathroom of this room.

But since Liu Jiayao had already prepared the hot water, it would be a waste to change bathrooms now. Therefore, Ge Dongxu had no choice but to brush his teeth uncomfortably in there because he had been on a train overnight and hadn't brushed his teeth yet today.

After brushing his teeth, Ge Dongxu took off his clothes and pants, then stepped into the bathtub.

Immersing himself fully in the bathtub, the extremely tired Ge Dongxu felt all 36,000 pores open up, so comfortable that he almost shouted out loud.

"Wealthy people really know how to enjoy life!" Ge Dongxu lay in the bathtub, his hands gently touching the smooth ceramics, unable to help feeling emotional.

"It looks like I'll need to divide this money into two parts, one part for myself and another for my parents. They've also worked hard for half their lives and should enjoy life a bit." While reflecting on the lifestyle of the wealthy, Ge Dongxu's thoughts drifted unknowingly to his parents. He suddenly felt that he should allocate part of the money for them. As for what they might think, or whether it would disrupt their lives, Ge Dongxu believed that as long as he kept the amount within a range they could accept, there shouldn't be any problems.

Thinking this way, Ge Dongxu's mood improved considerably. Previously, he had many concerns and was not planning to tell his parents about the money, but he always felt uncomfortable keeping it from them, feeling that no matter the reasons, he should not hide it from them.

After soaking in the bath for a while, the water gradually became cool, so Ge Dongxu got up, experimented for a bit, and finally figured out the right way to adjust the hot and cold water before thoroughly rinsing himself from head to toe.

After the bath, Ge Dongxu grabbed a towel to dry himself off, and then put on a bathrobe.

Ge Dongxu was still growing, now about 1.7 meters tall, and Liu Jiayao was also nearly 1.7 meters, so the bathrobe was not too small for him. However, the bathrobe had a faint delicate fragrance and recalling that Liu Jiayao had worn it, Ge Dongxu spaced out for a moment but quickly controlled his mind and avoided wandering thoughts.

Just as Ge Dongxu had put on his bathrobe and stepped out of the bathroom, Liu Jiayao happened to walk in through the door.

Seeing Ge Dongxu emerge from the bathroom in her bathrobe made Liu Jiayao's pretty face blush slightly, but she quickly regained her composure and said, "Why did you come out without drying your hair?"

"It's okay, my hair is short, it dries quickly," Ge Dongxu smiled and replied.

"What does short have to do with it? The weather has gotten colder, what if you catch a cold? No, you go back in, I'll dry it for you." Saying this, Liu Jiayao placed the clothes she had bought on her bed, then pushed Ge Dongxu back into the bathroom.

"I won't catch a cold!" Ge Dongxu couldn't help but laugh and cry, and said, he was after all a cultivator. If he were to catch a cold just because his hair wasn't dried, his years of cultivation would really go to waste.

"That's still no excuse, stand still!" Liu Jiayao insisted as she pulled open the drawer beneath the washbasin, took out a hairdryer, and commanded.

"Alright, then I'll do it myself," Ge Dongxu reluctantly said.

"I'll help you!" Liu Jiayao insisted again.

With no choice, Ge Dongxu stood reluctantly in front of the mirror while watching Liu Jiayao turn on the hairdryer to dry his hair.

In the mirror, Liu Jiayao, nearly as tall as him, stood close to him while drying, her body slightly leaning towards him, her hand gently touching his hair, her eyes tender and focused on his head. For a moment, something inside Ge Dongxu seemed to be struck hard, and then he quickly warned himself not to let his thoughts wander.