Yayoi helped Sheng Morphy get to the A&E department, where she pulled over a passing doctor.
“Doctor, he is injured.”
The doctor was stunned. “Where?”
“On his back.” As she spoke, Yayoi went forth to pull Morphy’s shirt up. However, she was stopped by Morphy.
She raised her head to look at him in confusion.
“There are too many people here,” he whispered.
It turned out he was shy. Yayoi nodded as if she understood. Then, she turned around to talk to the doctor, saying, “Doctor, let’s do the check-up in a private cubicle.”
The doctor led them to his room, where Morphy took off his shirt.
As Morphy was unbuttoning, he glanced at Yayoi from time to time.
Noticing his strange looks, Yayoi asked with amusement, “Do you want me to leave?”
Morphy was at a loss for words. He had to unbutton his shirt and take it off, showing off his lean body.
Yayoi thought that as a rich man, he would be skinny and fragile. She hadn’t expected his body to be so attractive.
His abs and muscles made Yayoi’s eyes light up.
She had originally felt that a muscular man was disgusting. However, his muscles had grown in all the right places, the lines drawn perfectly. He was indeed mesmerizing to women.
Seeing that she was stunned, Morphy smiled gently. “You have seen this before.”
She had seen this before.
Hearing that, an image appeared within Yayoi’s head. In that image, he was asleep, and the blanket was only covering his critical body part, the rest of him left exposed.
She could never forget such beautiful muscle definition.
“No!”
She shook her head and chased the beautiful figure out of her mind. She then said indignantly, “I am sorry, but this is the first time that I have seen your muscles.”
Morphy curved his lips into a smile but didn’t say much afterwards.
After the doctor had finished checking him, he asked Morphy to lie on the bed for him to clean the coagulated blood.
As he passed by Yayoi, he suddenly stopped and glanced at her crystal clear earlobe. He remembered that it was her sensitive spot, and stared at it intensely.
Feeling the fiery gaze of the man, Yayoi’s back stiffened and she dared not turn around to look at him.
He approached her neck, breathing onto it. Immediately, he could see goosebumps appearing on her silky skin.
He smiled. She was truly sensitive.
A low voice rang beside her ears, saying words that widened Yayoi’s eyes in shock.
Morphy chuckled as he walked slowly to his bed.
Yayoi clenched her fist as a wave of annoyance swept through her. She turned around, staring at the man in anger.
How dare the fellow still flirt with her at such a place?
With malicious intent, Yayoi walked over and feigned nonchalance. Then, she suddenly pressed down on his bruise.
She didn’t use a lot of strength but Morphy still groaned in pain.
“Yayoi, are you intent on murdering your husband?”
Morphy lifted his head to look at her with a painful expression.
“Husband?” Yayoi snorted. “Dream on.”
After she spoke, she lifted her chin proudly as she walked out.
Seeing that, Morphy couldn’t help but smile, his eyes full of love and doting.
When Morphy reached the hospital, Rosiley had already finished her operation and been sent to the VIP ward.