NOVPUBJiang Lin, dressed in a patient’s uniform, felt he was incredibly handsome.
With this military boxing style, this slight build, these biceps brachii muscles.
Wasn’t he going to dazzle the young girls to death?
Yin Yourong and He Bingbing looked at him as if they were watching an idiot.
The netizens in the live streaming room were even more relentless in their roasting.
"Cringe, so cringe. I feel like my toes are curling into a three-bedroom apartment."
"I can’t take it anymore; this is just too embarrassing!"
"What’s the difference between his behavior and me suddenly attempting a fadeaway jumper on the street?"
Everyone felt embarrassed for Jiang Lin, but he didn’t see it that way.
After all, in his opinion, a real man was exactly like him, a combination of strong physique and an iron will!
Not like Wu Bin, the sickly guy who couldn’t even eat without someone feeding him.
Wu Bin saw right through what was in Jiang Lin’s heart and shook his head helplessly.
Indeed, still too young.
He had no idea how valuable it was to fill up over twenty urine bottles.
What sort of rank, daring to compare charm with him?
"Be careful, Wu Bin, it’s hot. Let me blow on it for you."
To make feeding him easier, Yin Yourong was half-seated on the hospital bed.
She held a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other, gently blowing on the food before offering the spoon to Wu Bin’s mouth.
Sometimes Wu Bin didn’t coordinate well, and soup would dribble down from the corner of his mouth.
At that moment, He Bingbing, sitting on the other side, would take out a tissue and carefully wipe the corners of Wu Bin’s mouth.
"I want a piece of meat."
Wu Bin, who was like a helpless invalid, made a request.
Yin Yourong immediately responded indulgently, "Okay, I’ll pick a piece of meat for you. Eat slowly."
Seeing Yin Yourong and He Bingbing ignore him, focusing attentively on feeding Wu Bin, Jiang Lin’s forehead vein throbbed and his eyes turned red with jealousy.
Why? Why did women nowadays all like sickly guys like Wu Bin!
Seeing Jiang Lin’s expression, Ma Baoguo, who was lying in the hospital bed, sighed.
"Old Jiang, stop looking. Didn’t you say you were going to the cafeteria to eat? Remember to bring some back for me."
"Eat what, I’m full of anger!"
Jiang Lin sat huffily on the chair, staring straight at the three of them.
Wu Bin took a full hour to eat a meal, during which he cracked two corny jokes, causing Yin Yourong and He Bingbing to giggle non-stop.
Before leaving, Yin Yourong didn’t forget to thoughtfully tuck in Wu Bin’s blanket and asked, "What would you like for dinner tonight? I’ll prepare it in advance for you."
Wu Bin smiled and said, "Anything is fine, as long as you prepare it, I’ll love it."
"You flatterer."
Yin Yourong blushed and left the ward after tidying up the dishes.
No sooner had Yin Yourong left than Jiang Lin stood up and walked over to Wu Bin.
"Wu Bin, I don’t think what you’re doing is right."
"Miss Yin is a nurse at the hospital, she has her own work to do. Don’t you think it’s inappropriate to take up so much of her time every day?"
Wu Bin felt a bit helpless.
"But her job is to take care of me, and since my hand is fractured, I really can’t eat by myself."
"Those are just excuses!" Jiang Lin said emotionally: "My hand is also fractured, why can I eat by myself? Why don’t I have a nurse to feed me?"
Wow, you really lost your composure there, huh?
Wu Bin said with a smile, "People’s constitutions differ; you can’t generalize. You’re a natural-born tough guy; I’m just a fragile college student. How can I compare to you?"
Jiang Lin snorted coldly, "At least you know your place."
"Wu Bin, like I’ve said before, I am Jiang Lin, a man who repays kindness and never takes advantage of others."
"You treated me to hotpot, so I taught you military boxing to get your physical fitness up, remember?"
"Now that you seem pretty much recovered, here’s what we’ll do: you call me ’master,’ and I’ll set up a training plan for you later. Tonight, we start with a couple of laps downstairs to warm up."
"Also, once you’re my apprentice, you can’t be like a woman needing to be spoon-fed at meals—you have to be independent. Do you understand what I’m saying?"
Wu Bin was taken aback by Jiang Lin’s self-confident proclamation.
So this is not taking advantage of me?
You want me to call you ’master’ AND eat by myself.
If you’re jealous of me, just say it!
He had given Jiang Lin too much face, so much so that Jiang Lin couldn’t tell who was the real boss.
Wu Bin smiled slightly and said, "No need to formally become an apprentice, I’m quite satisfied with my current physical condition."
"You should really pay attention though, the doctor told you to rest for a reason."
"If it’s not too serious, it’s best to stay in bed and not make trouble for the doctors."
"You!"
Jiang Lin wanted to say more, but Wu Bin got up from the bed and said indifferently, "Excuse me, I need to use the restroom."
Hearing Wu Bin’s request, He Bingbing quickly came over to help him.
"Take it slow, Wu Bin, don’t fall," she said.
"Thank you, Sister Bingbing, you’re such a kind person."
Jiang Lin: ...
Watching the two leave the ward arm in arm, Jiang Lin’s expression was complex.
Ma Baoguo, an experienced man, said from the side, "Forget it, you can’t envy your way into such things. Better hurry to the cafeteria to get me some food; I’m starving." 𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑝𝘶𝘣.𝑐𝘰𝘮
...
In the restroom.
Wu Bin was sitting on the toilet, searching on his phone for medical knowledge about burns.
The more he read, the more alarmed he became.
The pain of burns was even greater than he had imagined!
What’s more, the mortality rate for severe burns was quite high. Once there was a large-area severe burn, there was a limited amount doctors could do—just fluid replenishment and vital signs monitoring.
"So, I have to rely on myself again?"
Wu Bin pursed his lips, feeling somewhat dissatisfied.
Modern medicine is really lagging behind!
I have to depend on myself for poisoning, and now for burn injuries too.
If I didn’t have the system, I’d probably have kicked the bucket long ago.
"Forget it, the more I read, the more discouraged I get; better just to go with the flow."
Wu Bin put away his phone, ready to concentrate on his business.
Normally very regular, he found it strangely difficult this time.
Could it be that I’ve been eating something ’hot’ recently?
That shouldn’t be the case.
The food Yin Yourong fed me was very bland, and I even had a nutritionist planning my meals. How could that cause ’heatiness’?
Feeling close to success, Wu Bin pushed hard, then felt as if something inside him snapped.
A sharp pain followed, shooting straight to his forehead.
"Ah shit! Damn system! Ambush!"
Wu Bin felt as if his anus was being torn apart.
No need to ask, this was definitely the second random disease from the ’series of fortunate events.’
In these days, Wu Bin had been very careful, but he had not anticipated the system striking while he was doing a number two.
It’s getting more and more outrageous!
At this moment, Wu Bin couldn’t care less about his dignity, shouting from inside the restroom:
"Is anybody there? Help!"
