The Young Urban Doctor - Chapter 6
Chapter 6: What Is Your Name?
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
She had an appetite, as four buns and a bowl of porridge were gobbled down in a flash.
After he took care of the bowls and plates, he went back to the woman with a medicine case, amongst other equipment and tools. He came next to the bed and gestured to her to lie down.
“I’m changing your bandages.”
The woman’s eyes widened at the suggestion but eventually, she complied and lay down.
Luo Ziling carefully cleaned her wounds thoroughly. He disinfected the area around them before he applied new medication and wrapped them up with bandages.
“You’re recovering faster than I expected,” Luo Ziling said, smiling.
The woman nodded slightly.
After he treated the wound and changed the dressing for her, Luo Ziling had worked up a sweat again.
There was sweat on her forehead and over her body. Her eyes had been shut the entire time; Luo Ziling had not yet caught her opening her eyes.
“Sleep. I’ll wake you up again when it’s time for afternoon lunch,” said Luo Ziling after he finished treating the wounds. He stood up and said, “Your wounds should fully scab up in two days. You have a strong body, and if everything goes right, you should be able to walk in just a week. Two weeks should be enough for you to fully recover.”
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The woman remained silent. Her eyes were opened as they glanced at Luo Ziling.
What he saw in her eyes was too complicated, but it did not matter since she was not his type.
He knew that the woman’s identity was complicated. That should be the reason why she was constantly guarded. He took no offense to it.
Soon, the woman fell asleep, and Luo Ziling chose not to follow his daily routine to climb the mountains in search of herbs. Instead, he remained in the courtyard reading a book.
The woman did not wake up until around three in the afternoon.
Luo Ziling did what he had done during breakfast. He assisted her up, fed her porridge, and gave her the medication.
“Can you tell me your name?” he asked softly.
The woman did not answer and only glared sharply at him. Luo Ziling shuddered from her glare. He could feel a faint killing intent.
“If you’re not going to tell me, it’s fine,” he muttered.
Just when he was disappointed, two words escaped her mouth.
“What?” Luo Ziling froze for a moment. She had spoken too quickly so he failed to hear what she had said.
The woman remained silent again, with an indifferent expression.
Luo Ziling dared not ask, and dared not to think about asking anything.
