Chapter 671 — What Are You Doing?

"Oh, Sister Yaoyao, you're awake!" Shen Yushu was grinning at Gu Mengyao. "Brother Chewing Gum and I are going to treat you now. Don't move around—we're about to begin!"

"You—!" Gu Mengyao was both embarrassed and furious, yet utterly helpless. She had already been stripped completely bare; whether it should be seen or not, Wei Zhao had probably seen it all by now, which left her thoroughly miserable. Although the excuse Shen Yushu had given barely served the purpose of self-deception, she ought at least to have been given some time to think and to come to terms with it! To just strip her clothes off like that was simply not decent!

"Yaoyao, when I give you the acupuncture in a moment, you may feel pain and fatigue, but you must endure it and not move around," Wei Zhao said, cutting off the argument between Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu and going straight to the precautions for the acupuncture.

"Oh... all right." Gu Mengyao had no choice but to accept reality for the moment. Seeing that Wei Zhao was not leering at her, but was genuinely instructing her like a doctor, she felt somewhat better in her heart.

"Later on, you will feel the urge to urinate. That is because I have driven all the toxins in your body into your excretory system," Wei Zhao continued. "But you must hold it in. Do not simply let it out. You must hold on until you truly cannot bear it any longer, and only then tell me..."

"Ah... oh..." Gu Mengyao's face flushed instantly. Discussing such matters with Wei Zhao—how could she not be shy? But she also knew that Wei Zhao was treating her illness, so she merely nodded to show that she understood.

"Xiaoshu, when Yaoyao can no longer hold it, use the disposable cup over there to collect the urine," Wei Zhao said, pointing to where the surgical supplies were kept.

"Oh, can't we just let it go on the floor? Seems like it wouldn't matter, would it?" Shen Yushu glanced at the disposable cup and felt that this task was rather daunting—could she really manage it?

"I need to formulate the antidote according to the composition of the poison in Yaoyao's urine. There are also twenty-seven students still unconscious; I cannot possibly leave them be," Wei Zhao said. "Whether for the sake of Grandpa Guan's entrustment or the reputation of Uncle Chu's company, I must cure those twenty-seven students."

"Oh, I got it!" Shen Yushu nodded. "Sister Yaoyao, then when you need to pee later, be sure to tell me, okay? I'll go get the cup!"

Though Gu Mengyao was deeply embarrassed, wishing she could find a crack in the floor to crawl into—especially when she heard that Wei Zhao would even study her urine, her face burning hotter still—when Wei Zhao spoke of protecting her father's company's reputation, all that remained in her heart was gratitude.

Not only was Wei Zhao laboring to heal her, but he was also going to treat those remaining twenty-seven students so that her father's company's reputation would not suffer! Wei Zhao was merely a shield she had hired; there was no need at all for him to go to such lengths. For a salary of thirty thousand a month, he was doing a great many things far beyond what that salary warranted!

Whether it was herself or Xiaoshu, whenever trouble arose, the first to appear was always Wei Zhao. He seemed to know how to do everything and could do anything, like an all-purpose nursemaid. So long as Wei Zhao appeared, she and Xiaoshu would feel at ease, would feel reassured!

This was no longer merely the duty of a follower. Gu Mengyao did not know how to thank Wei Zhao. In this moment, she would rather that there were no such employment relationship between them, but rather that of friends! Yet if it were merely friendship, would Wei Zhao still bother with her?

Did he truly regard her as his friend?

Naturally, Wei Zhao had no idea that the young lady was fretting over gains and losses. He took out the silver needles, sterilized them with alcohol, and then said to Gu Mengyao, "We're about to begin."

"Mm," Gu Mengyao answered. By then, Shen Yushu had also fetched the disposable cup and stood to one side, waiting.

Wei Zhao circled around Gu Mengyao, trying to find a more comfortable position from which to administer the needles, yet whichever side he stood on, it felt somewhat awkward. Because while one of Wei Zhao's hands wielded the needles, the other had to hold Gu Mengyao's hand, channeling the energy from his body into her in an endless stream. So whether Wei Zhao stood to Gu Mengyao's left or her right, there would be some hindrance.

"Could you spread your legs so that I can stand between them?" Wei Zhao hesitated for a moment, then proposed to Gu Mengyao. Only in this way would it be more convenient for him to hold Gu Mengyao's hand while administering the needles.

But this posture was simply too suggestive. Gu Mengyao, unclothed, spreading her legs while Wei Zhao stood between them—it looked all too much like a certain position, man above and woman below...

Gu Mengyao was slightly taken aback and was about to agree when she, too, realized how suggestive the posture was. Her face flushed so red it seemed about to drip blood. She did not know whether Wei Zhao had done it on purpose—how could he propose such an embarrassing suggestion?

Yet Gu Mengyao did not quite believe that Wei Zhao was that sort of shameless person. If Wei Zhao truly had any designs on her, there would have been ample opportunity to spy on her back at the villa, but he had never done so—and that was precisely why Gu Mengyao felt so at ease with him.

Besides, if Wei Zhao really did harbor such base thoughts, then although Gu Mengyao would be shy and angry, she would also feel a secret delight, because she felt that this blockhead Wei Zhao had finally come to his senses and realized that there was a girl in the house even better than Tang Zhi!

"Mm..." Gu Mengyao responded weakly. She knew that Wei Zhao must have his reasons for making such a proposal, so she asked nothing more. She closed her eyes, and with her body trembling slightly, she parted her legs...

"Good, then let us begin!" Wei Zhao strained to keep his gaze straight ahead, to avoid seeing things he should not see, and walked directly over to stand between Gu Mengyao's legs.

"Oh?" Shen Yushu looked at Wei Zhao and Gu Mengyao with a flicker of curiosity, finding their posture rather strange. Just what were they doing? Oh—Shen Yushu suddenly caught on, and could not help blurting out, "Brother Chewing Gum, Sister Yaoyao, are you two about to ***?"

"Ha?" Shen Yushu's outburst sent a shower of black lines across Gu Mengyao's forehead. Her body tensed, her legs drew together, and clamped around Wei Zhao's—only to wrench apart the instant they touched. To think she had made such a shameful move! How was she supposed to live with herself after this?

Wei Zhao's forehead was streaked with black lines as well. Shen Yushu's imagination really did run wild—was there anything the girl dared not say? Even if that was what she thought, she had no business saying it aloud! Was she not just making Gu Mengyao uncomfortable? Besides, Wei Zhao had been planning to indulge in a little fantasy of his own. Now Shen Yushu had gone and called it out, and he was too embarrassed to fantasize anymore. He gave a dry cough. "Xiaoshu, don't talk nonsense. You're interfering with my needling!"