10
So it was because of the IV. What a delicate guy.
I thought he might really have some serious illness.
Just as I let out a sigh of relief, there was a sudden knock on the bathroom door.
I instinctively started to shout, “Ah—mmph?!”
My dad: “Ryan, is that you in the bathroom?”
A cool, strong hand suddenly covered my mouth, stopping me from making a sound.
The warmth of his palm was oddly comforting, with a faint scent of disinfectant and a hint of mint—not unpleasant at all.
It even made me crave a mint candy.
My mind went blank.
Suddenly, I stuck out my tongue and licked his palm.
The moment I did, I could clearly feel Ryan freeze.
Me: “…”
Ryan: “…”
I wanted to move to another planet.
Ryan shot me a look, signaling me to keep quiet, then answered my dad, “Yeah, it’s me.”
My dad seemed to get excited and actually wanted to keep chatting with Ryan through the door.
“Ryan, did you add my daughter on WeChat yet?”
Ryan glanced at me with a smirk, answering, “No.”
My toes could have drilled a hole through the floor—this was the most awkward situation ever!
Just as I was about to lose it and blurt something out,
Ryan moved behind me, reaching his arm around my shoulder,
half-hugging, half-pressing me down,
and whispered in my ear in that slightly husky, but pleasant, teenage voice,
“If you dare say a word, I’ll tell your dad…
“that you took off my pants.”
11
At that moment, I nearly lost my cool.
I wanted to turn around and give him a good smack.
Just then, my dear dad was finally called away by a patient from the next room.
If I didn’t run now, when would I?
Like a slippery eel, I wriggled out of Ryan’s arms and dashed out of the bathroom, as if a ghost was chasing me.
As I ran out, I could hear Ryan’s mocking laughter behind me.
Alright, goodbye—Mom, tonight your daughter is setting sail for distant lands.
Just thinking about how I’d randomly licked his palm earlier made me want to die of embarrassment.
Who would’ve thought I could be such a little pervert?
Over the next few days, my mom kept making extra dishes to bring to the hospital, even giving me one less chicken drumstick than usual.
Normally, I always get two drumsticks.
With half my happiness gone, I protested, “But Dad doesn’t even like chicken drumsticks.”
My mom took off her apron, packed up the food, and said casually, “They’re for Ryan. His mom works overseas all year, and the last time I saw what his nanny brought him, tsk tsk… That’s not food for a patient.”
Ryan Lee again.
Ever since I deliberately ignored Ryan’s friend request, he hadn’t tried to add me again.
I get it—handsome guys have their pride.
Especially a guy as handsome as him.
Weekends are always a joy. I was lounging on the sofa with half a watermelon, happily about to start a new show.
Then my mom’s phone rang again.
After answering, she looked serious and started changing clothes.
My mom’s a doctor at another hospital, so seeing her like this, I thought it must be something urgent.
Worried she’d be delayed, I hesitated, then offered, “How about… I deliver the food for you?”
12
I’d just put on my shoes and picked up the lunchbox when I heard my mom on the phone, whirling past me out the door, shouting, “I’m coming! You can’t start mahjong without me!”
I underestimated her…
Unwilling to give up, I called out, “Mom, maybe you should—”
My goodness, I’d never seen anyone run so fast.
Dragging the lunchbox, I trudged to the hospital.
Just as I was about to get into the elevator, my dad called.
I answered right away, “Dad, stop rushing me, I’m almost there.”
There was a pause, then a low chuckle on the other end.
“Mm, good girl.
“Dad’s not in a hurry. I’ll wait for you.”
This jerk was taking advantage of me again! I glared at the phone as if he could see me.
“Where’s my dad? I’m telling him you’re harassing me!”
Ryan replied lazily, “Oh, your dad went to visit someone. He asked me to call and remind you to bring the food.”
I’m not your delivery girl! Does he really think he’s some young master?
Once I delivered the food, my job was done.
I was about to sneak away when Ryan called out, “Come here. Feed me.”