After Gu Mingzhu finished eating, she felt energized.
Zhuo Yifan glanced at the time, put down his phone, and walked over. "Let's skip the shower tonight. Apply some medication and go straight to sleep."
Gu Mingzhu's reaction was immediate disapproval. "Zhuo Dabao, what's the weather like right now? It's not winter, how am I supposed to sleep without a shower?"
"But your shoulder is injured; the wound shouldn't get wet."
Gu Mingzhu pursed her lips. "I sweat a lot today, I won't feel comfortable without a shower. Zhuo Dabao, come on, think of something for me."
Seeing her pitiful expression, Zhuo Yifan sighed—he couldn't refuse her.
He pondered for a moment. This idiot's feet can get wet; only her shoulder should stay dry.
He walked into the room and came out shortly after with a first aid kit.
Gu Mingzhu was puzzled. "Uh... what's the plan here?"
"You said you want a shower? I'll wrap it with gauze and tape it over. It's the only way you can shower."
