The Mad Young Master Falls Asleep Every Night to My Fragrance - Chapter 18

“…”

What kind of domineering CEO quotes?

If it hurts, will you pay me?

Jiang Youxi leaned closer to him, her face full of anticipation: “Will you pay me if it hurts?”

“meeting.”

“Okay, it hurts!”

“Okay, go to the infirmary after school to get it treated.”

“What about my money?”

He Zhuo leaned back and said, “Jiang Youxi, that’s my money.”

“…”

How about we recite tongue twisters with her?

Sure enough, with a cheap dad paying for child support, even a sow can fly!

Jiang Youxi snorted, slapped his hand away, and continued listening to the lecture and taking notes.

But as Jiang Youxi listened, she suddenly realized she couldn’t keep up!

It’s all that bastard’s fault, he keeps doing things that distract her!

Jiang Youxi cursed inwardly while continuing to take notes.

He Zhuo glanced sideways, watching the little girl’s mouth open and close with a leisurely air.

The insults were quite vulgar.

“Cellular functions include the transmembrane transport of substances, such as simple diffusion, facilitated diffusion, and active transport, to maintain the balance of substances inside and outside the cell…”

Jiang Youxi suddenly looked up: “How come you know these things too?”

“I just heard it.”

He Zhuo recited all the lessons she had missed.

Jiang Youxi looked terrified.

Is this even human?!

How can you remember so much while talking to her?

Seeing that she wasn’t writing, He Zhuo simply took her notebook.

“what?”

“I write, you listen.”

Jiang Youxi asked in confusion, “You know medicine?”

Isn’t he a finance major?

“Won’t.”

“Then how come you know how to write these things?”

“Good memory.”

“…”

With such a good memory, it’s a shame she didn’t study medicine.

Indeed, working together as a team of men and women makes the work easier.

With He Zhuo’s help in copying, Jiang Youxi could concentrate on listening to the lecture and her understanding of the course content became much more efficient.

–

The school bell rang, and Jiang Youxi was about to call An Xiaoyu to have lunch together, but An Xiaoyu had already disappeared, leaving her only a WeChat message—

【XiXi, Senior Tao Jie needs me recently, so I need to go to the hospital. You can go to the cafeteria by yourself; don’t wait for me.】

Ever since she learned that her senior, Tao Jie, had been taking care of her boyfriend at the hospital, An Xiaoyu would go to the hospital whenever she had free time, buying her boyfriend a lot of supplements and even using her own pocket money to hire a caregiver for them.

If Tao Jie hadn’t repeatedly declined, saying that He Zhuo had already found the best doctor, this guy might have used his family connections to find a professional physician for Tao Jie’s boyfriend.

“Let’s go to the infirmary first.”

“But I’m hungry.”

He Zhuo glanced at her forehead: “Do you want to save her stomach first, or her head first?”

Jiang Youxi touched her forehead.

She applied medicine this morning, so why is her skin even more swollen than it was this morning?

Jiang Youxi was genuinely frightened, worried that it would affect her intelligence, and hurriedly nodded: “Okay, okay, let’s go save the head first!!”

After saying “100-meter sprint,” he rushed out of the classroom.

He Zhuo chuckled as he watched the little girl disappear in the blink of an eye.

I didn’t expect him to be so afraid of dying.

Perhaps due to the change of seasons, there have been many students with colds and fevers recently. The doctors in the infirmary are extremely busy giving injections to one student, IV drips to another, and prescribing medicine.

When it was Jiang Youxi’s turn, she asked, “Doctor, please take a look at me quickly. I bumped my forehead like this. Will it affect my brain?”

The doctor glanced at her forehead: “How did you bump it?”

Jiang Youxi told the truth, and then pointed to the ground: “He’s the one who smashed it.”

The doctor glanced at He Zhuo, who was standing to the side with his arms crossed, and shook his head: “Student, your forehead is pretty tough. You were hit like that by his tall body and you’re still alive and kicking.”

“…”

The doctor gave her a bottle of medicine and was about to apply it to Jiang Youxi when someone outside called him urgently.

The doctor noticed something was wrong and immediately shoved the medicine into He Zhuo’s hand: “Student, to atone for your sins, you help her apply it.”

After saying that, he strode out of the room.

? ?

Should He Zhuo apply the medicine to her?

It would be better to torture her!

A sudden, staring contest.

Jiang Youxi smiled at him: “Senior He Zhuo, don’t bother, I can do it myself.”

As she spoke, she reached out and took the medicine from his hand.

Snap!

The man slapped her on the back of the hand and said lazily, “Jiang Youxi, can’t you behave yourself?”

“…”

Although he wasn’t very strong, he acted like an elder disciplining a disobedient junior.

Jiang Youxi immediately backed down, sheepishly withdrawing her hand, sitting obediently, closing her eyes, and tilting her head back: “Come on.”

Seeing her honest-looking, reckless demeanor, He Zhuo chuckled, stepped closer, unscrewed the bottle cap, dipped a cotton swab in the medicine, and gently pressed it onto her swollen and red area.

“hiss–“

“Does it hurt a lot?”

Jiang Youxi immediately shook her head, forcing a smile: “It doesn’t hurt.”

“If it doesn’t hurt, then why are you pinching me?”

Jiang Youxi was startled, suddenly opened her eyes, and looked down.

Sure enough, she saw that her legs were tightly wrapped around his legs.

Jiang Youxi was so frightened that she immediately let go of her leg, her tongue tied in knots: “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to.”

“You’ve done quite a few things on purpose.”

Jiang Youxi choked: “Then why are you standing so close?”

He was even standing between her legs!

If she didn’t do it on purpose, she’s a dog!

“Short hands.”

“…”

He said seriously, “Jiang Youxi, I didn’t expect you to be so strong despite your small stature. You squeezed me so tightly.”

“…”

Shut up.

Jiang Youxi wished she could disappear into the ground.

Jiang Youxi clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, and pleaded earnestly, “Senior He Zhuo, please, let me do it myself.”

Otherwise, she would lose all face before the medicine was even finished being applied.

“no.”

“Why not?” Jiang Youxi opened her eyes angrily. “This is my forehead! I have the right to control it!”

“I smashed this forehead, and I have the right to atone for my sins.”

“No need!!” Jiang Youxi refused angrily. “I forgive you, you don’t need to atone for your sins.”

“no.”

“Still not good?!”

Why is this person so difficult to please?!

“If you hadn’t taken the fall last night, I would have been crushed to death.”

“so……?”

He met her eyes and said earnestly, “Jiang Youxi, you are my benefactor.”

“…”

I should have kicked him away last night.

He slapped her hand: “So don’t stop me from repaying my debt of gratitude.”

“…………”

These days, repaying kindness has become mandatory?

He Zhuo gestured with his eyes: “Raise your head.”

Jiang Youxi knew her protests were useless, so she spread her legs and pressed her hands against her thighs to prevent any further embarrassing situations.

She tilted her head back, looking as if she were ready to die.

He Zhuo stopped teasing her and quickly applied the medicine to her.

After finishing all that, Jiang Youxi left the clinic with the anti-inflammatory medicine prescribed by the doctor.

Perhaps the medicine was working, Jiang Youxi felt a little hot and a little sore on her forehead, but mostly comfortable.

She felt comfortable and wanted to sleep.

After they finished their meal, Jiang Youxi waved to him and said, “I’m leaving.”

“etc.”

Jiang Youxi shuddered.

I don’t know if He Zhuo’s “wait” was too menacing, or if every time he said “wait,” it meant he was coming to settle scores with her.

Now, whenever Jiang Youxi hears him say “wait,” her body trembles uncontrollably.

She stiffened slightly, slowly turned around, and smiled: “Senior He Zhuo, is there anything else?”

“Get in the car, I’ll take you home.”

Jiang Youxi glanced at the Bugatti next to her: “This is it?”

“What else do you want?”

Jiang Youxi looked him over, about to say something, when He Zhuo suddenly remembered something and smiled: “You mentioning it reminded me of something.”

“Jiang Youxi, let’s talk.”

Jiang Youxi’s eyes were wary: “Talk…talk about what?”

“Let’s talk…” He stepped closer to her, bent down slightly, and looked closely into her slightly bewildered, round eyes—

“The thing about you stealing a kiss from me last night.”