"Did you twist your ankle?" Wu Tian asked, startled by Chen Yi's words.
"No, weren't you showering in there? How could you have twisted your foot?"
From the bathroom, Chen Yi replied somewhat awkwardly, "The floor was a bit slippery, so I accidentally..."
Wu Tian nodded. "Alright, don't move. I'll come in and help you."
"Wait a moment!" Chen Yi exclaimed. "I'm not dressed yet. Wait for me to get dressed."
After a short wait, Wu Tian received permission from Chen Yi and entered the bathroom.
Chen Yi was wrapped in a bath towel, but the towel could only cover so much.
Under the light, Wu Tian saw Chen Yi's skin glowing with a pale, almost translucent white, making one want to look longer.
Chen Yi felt very shy about Wu Tian seeing her like this.
She leaned against the wall, her pretty face etched with a hint of pain, not daring to meet Wu Tian's gaze.
Wu Tian quickly asked, "How are you? Are you okay? Can you move?"
Chen Yi replied, "I don't think I can move. My ankle hurts so much."
Wu Tian said, "In that case, let me help you out. I'm a doctor, I can heal your injury."
"You're a doctor too?" Chen Yi asked, surprised, then nodded. "Alright then."
Seeing Chen Yi agree, Wu Tian walked over and gently supported her.
Even though he was being careful, contact with her skin was unavoidable.
Feeling the touch of Wu Tian's palm, Chen Yi's heart began to race.
She walked with Wu Tian into the living room, becoming more nervous as they moved. Coupled with her injured ankle, she accidentally lost her balance and stumbled towards Wu Tian!
"Hey!" Wu Tian hadn't expected this. Caught off guard, he was pushed down by Chen Yi!
"Oh my goodness..." Wu Tian lay on the ground, feeling a twinge of pain.
But then he froze, realizing that Chen Yi was now lying on top of him!
He felt an incredibly soft sensation against his chest, and Wu Tian trembled, quickly asking, "Are you okay? How are you?"
Chen Yi was also dazed by the fall.
She looked up, her eyes meeting Wu Tian's. Time seemed to stand still.
"This..." Smelling the faint fragrance emanating from Chen Yi, Wu Tian also felt a blush creep up his neck and involuntarily averted his gaze.
Chen Yi's mind had gone blank.
It was the first time she had ever looked at Wu Tian so closely. In that moment, she felt something bloom in her heart.
A fierce feeling surged within her chest.
The situation became awkward, and Wu Tian felt a wave of embarrassment.
He said, "Um... could you please get off me first..."
Chen Yi finally snapped back to reality. Muttering apologies, she scrambled to her feet.
Wu Tian sat up, unsure of what to say, making the atmosphere even more awkward.
Both their minds were racing, wanting to break the silence, but neither knew what to say.
After two minutes of silence, Wu Tian noticed something and finally spoke up.
"Your hair is still quite wet. How about I blow-dry it for you?"
"Oh, this..." Chen Yi was taken aback. "Isn't that a bit inappropriate..."
"What's inappropriate about it?" Wu Tian smiled. "Your hair is quite long, isn't it? Blow-drying it will make it dry faster, right?"
Chen Yi could only nod. "Alright then, I'll trouble you."
Chen Yi sat on the sofa, and Wu Tian brought over the hairdryer, beginning to dry her hair.
Chen Yi had a full head of thick, soft hair. Everything about this woman seemed perfect, bringing a sense of calm.
This wasn't the first time Wu Tian had dried a woman's hair. He had helped Zhou Qian and Tang Qi before, so he didn't feel anything particularly special.
But for Chen Yi, the experience was intense.
There was a folk custom that stated, except for hairdressers, a woman's hair should not be easily blown dry by a man, as it was considered a very intimate act.
The rushing sound of the hairdryer filled Chen Yi's ears. She gently pursed her red lips, a faint smile unconsciously appearing on her face.
After a while, her hair was dry.
Wu Tian put down the hairdryer and said, "Alright, lift your foot. I'll give you a massage, and it'll be better soon."
Chen Yi nodded, and they both extended their fair legs.
Because she was only wrapped in a bath towel, extending her legs naturally revealed a few gaps.
Wu Tian tried his best to ignore them and began massaging Chen Yi's ankle.
At first, Chen Yi expected it to be very painful.
But the pain was fleeting. Soon, Chen Yi felt her ankle returning to normal.
She looked at Wu Tian in surprise. "Wu Tian, what kind of technique is this? Why is it so effective so quickly?"
Wu Tian smiled. "Amazing, isn't it? This is the charm of Traditional Chinese Medicine."
"You're fine now. Try walking a couple of steps if you don't believe me."
Chen Yi stood up and cautiously took a few steps, discovering that her ankle was indeed completely fine.
She exclaimed with delight, "Oh my goodness, Wu Tian, you're truly amazing."
"So you're such an excellent doctor too? This is truly unexpected."
She had seen how skilled Wu Tian was at fighting earlier and had assumed he was a martial artist. She never expected him to be a doctor; the contrast was too great.
Wu Tian chuckled. "What's so surprising about that? Alright, since you're fine now, I'm going to take a shower."
Afterward, Wu Tian emerged from his shower, while Chen Yi waited for him on the sofa.
Drying his hair, he said, "I'll sleep on the sofa later. You can have the bed."
"Ah?" Chen Yi was surprised.
She said shyly, "That wouldn't be right. This is the room you booked. How can you sleep on the sofa? I should sleep there."
Wu Tian shook his head and smiled. "That won't do. I'd feel terrible if a beautiful woman had to sleep on the sofa."
"Besides, that wouldn't be very gentlemanly."
"It's fine, I'm quite adaptable when it comes to sleeping. It's all the same wherever I sleep, so don't worry about it."
Despite Wu Tian's reassurances, Chen Yi still felt uneasy.
After thinking for a moment, she made a decision.
Avoiding Wu Tian's gaze, she said with some difficulty, "I don't think this is right, so I won't let you sleep on the sofa."
"Since there's only one bed here, then... why don't we just sleep together?"