I Transmigrate as a Single Mother of the Three Antagonists-Chapter 215 - Applying Ointment

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Chapter 215: Applying Ointment

The atmosphere in the ward became heavy and silent because of Qiu Tongโ€™s question.

Song Yan leaned against the door frame and shook his head with one hand in his pocket. He did not answer. ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐ž๐šŽ๐‘คโ„ฏ๐˜ฃ๐—ป๐˜ฐัตโ„ฏl.c๐จ๐š–

Qiu Xingyu pursed her lips and the tears that she had just suppressed flowed down again. She said in a daze, โ€œUncle Jin Yang wanted to save Mommy and he protected you with his body. The explosion was especially intense, and when he arrived at the hospitalโ€ฆโ€

Qiu Tong gripped the bedsheet nervously, but Little Yu couldnโ€™t continue. She hugged Qiu Xingqiao and wailed.

Everyoneโ€™s expression seemed to say that Jin Yang had died to save her.

Qiu Tong gave a sad chuckle. Images of her interacting with Jin Yang flashed across her mind. She clearly remembered Jin Yangโ€™s last words to her in the fire.

She pulled out her IV and blood flowed out.

Qiu Tong ignored the pain and got up. Song Yan and Qiu Xingyuan wanted to grab her. They looked like they were saying something.

But to Qiu Tong, they appeared to be moving in slow motion. The world seemed to have become static. She staggered to the door of the ward.

Even if Jin Yang died, she had to see him one last timeโ€ฆ

Qiu Tong was about to step through the door when she tripped over the threshold and fell.

Shrill cries rang out from behind her. Song Yan raised his hand, wanting to grab her elbow.

In the next second, Qiu Tong fell into a familiar embrace. She slowly raised her head and saw Jin Yangโ€™s face in the light. She instinctively lifted her hand to caress his statue-like face, muttering softly, โ€œYouโ€™re not dead?โ€

โ€œWonderful.โ€

Jin Yang looked at Song Yan and the children in confusion. He held Qiu Tongโ€™s waist firmly so that she could stand firm.

Song Yan shrugged and glanced to the side indifferently. He grabbed an orange from a fruit basket on the bedside table and said, โ€œShe wanted to find you. She probably thought you died trying to save her. Now she thinks she saw a ghost.โ€ Song Yanโ€™s tone was harsh, but Jin Yang understood the situation.

He looked down gently at Qiu Tong and pointed at the bandage wrapped around his shoulder. โ€œIโ€™m fine.โ€

โ€œShards from the explosion pierced my arms and back. It was a little tricky, but not life-threatening.โ€

โ€œBut if you keep pressing on my wound like this, Iโ€™m afraid it will worsen my pain and I will take longer to recover.โ€

Jin Yang was trying to make a joke. Qiu Tong slowly regained her senses and everything around her finally returned to normal.

She frowned and glared at the children, blaming them for their exaggerated descriptions.

Qiu Xingyuan shielded Little Yu behind him and defended her, โ€œYou didnโ€™t finish listening to Little Yuโ€™s whole story. You were too agitated.โ€

The presidential guards wiped out the terrorist organization led by Dina. Yu Ge and the rest were imprisoned again.

Qiu Tong was unwilling to stay in the hospital to recuperate, so she returned to the villa with Jin Yang.

At night, Qiu Tong was a little worried about Jin Yangโ€™s injuries. She quietly went to the guest room next door and knocked.

The door opened. Jin Yang had a towel wrapped around his waist, revealing his well-defined abs. He wiped his wet hair and did not look embarrassed or surprised. Instead, he pointed at the ointment on the tray. โ€œCan you help me?โ€

โ€œI canโ€™t apply medicine to the wound behind.โ€

Jin Yang turned around. Qiu Tong saw the wound on his back. The bomb fragments had pierced his body. Although the wound had been cleaned, it was still terrible to look at.

Qiu Tong nodded and walked to his side. Jin Yang sat with his back facing her in front of the mirror. The atmosphere in the room was thick and ambiguous.

โ€œGaspโ€ฆโ€

Qiu Tong dabbed some cold ointment on Jin Yangโ€™s back. He gasped and his muscles tensed.

Jin Yang endured the pain with all his might, veins bulging on his arms.

Qiu Tong suddenly felt a little hot and uneasy. She tried her best to focus on putting ointment on Jin Yangโ€™s wound.

After applying the medicine on Jin Yangโ€™s wound, Qiu Tong slowly squatted down, her gaze landing on the โ€œtentโ€ that had popped up under his towel.

Jin Yang was a little embarrassed. He said in a hoarse voice, โ€œI can do the rest myself.โ€ ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐žโ„ฏ๐™ฌ๐—ฒ๐—ฏn๐—ผฮฝel.๐’„๐‘œ๐˜ฎ

โ€œLet me help you.โ€

Qiu Tongโ€™s ears were flushed red as she gripped the ointment.

Jin Yang tried to take the medicine from her hand. In the scuffle, they ended up dislodging the towel around his waistโ€ฆ

Qiu Tong saw Jin Yangโ€™s erection and panicked. She wanted to leave, but her toes bumped into the corner of the closet.

The excruciating pain made her lose her balance and she fell onto Jin Yangโ€™s lap.

Qiu Tongโ€™s perky butt landed on his burning erection. She wanted to stand up, but her hips rubbed against it. Jin Yangโ€™s eyes darkened as he hugged her waist and pressed her down slightly. His erection rubbed against her butt cheeks. โ€œIn the hospital, you were very worried about me, right?โ€

Jin Yang whispered hoarsely into her ear, causing Qiu Tong to tremble.

โ€œYou have me in your heart, right?โ€

Jin Yang opened his mouth to suck on Qiu Tongโ€™s ear lobe. He used his slender fingers to pick up the loose hair at Qiu Tongโ€™s temple and tucked it behind her ear.

Qiu Tong did not resist his touch. Sensing the change in her body language, Jin Yang picked her up and threw her onto the bed, before leaning over to press her down!