Chapter 70: You’re Under My Care

“Pfft—”

Zhao Shutong was the first to lose it, bursting into laughter before quickly covering her mouth.

Ren Queyue rubbed her brow, feeling a bit speechless.

Feng Miwan touched her nose, thinking to herself: Do I really look like such a delinquent girl?

Xiong Yibai was torn between laughter and tears as she hurriedly explained, “Grandma! They’re all my friends! Proper friends! We owe them big time today!”

She pointed at Feng Miwan. “Especially her—she was the one who drove just now, getting you to the hospital at top speed!”

Grandma looked at Feng Miwan, scrutinizing her closely. “Oh? Little miss… thank you so much.”

Feng Miwan’s face flushed red. She stepped forward and said obediently, “No need to thank me, Grandma. My name is Feng Miwan.”

Grandma nodded at her, but her gaze then fell on Ren Queyue’s bandaged arm. “And… what’s this?”

Ren Queyue explained, “I got into a fight with those thugs and accidentally got nicked by a knife.”

Her words jogged Grandma’s memory, reminding her why she was lying there.

She turned to Xiong Daichuan. “Daichuan! What about those damn thugs? Did you catch them?”

“I told you to get some bodyguards for Little Bai, but you wouldn’t listen! Look what’s happened now—my granddaughter’s suffered for it!”

“If anything happens to her, I’ll… I’ll…”

Seeing the old lady getting worked up again, Xiong Daichuan quickly hung up his call and hurried over, supporting her shoulders to soothe her. “Mom! Mom, don’t get agitated. It’s okay, it’s okay!”

“Not a single one of those thugs got away—they all got their legs broken by the villagers, then hauled off by the police!”

“The cops will be here soon to take our statements. Please don’t get upset anymore!”

But Grandma wasn’t letting him off easily and kept scolding. “Put some effort into arranging bodyguards! She’s just a young girl on her own…”

Xiong Daichuan looked helpless. “I did arrange them! From childhood right up to now, without a break! It’s Little Bai who’s too independent—she won’t even keep the housekeeper I assigned.”

Grandma glared at him. “Can you blame Little Bai? It must be the people you picked weren’t to her liking! Wrong approach entirely!”

Xiong Daichuan could only nod repeatedly. “Yes, yes, yes, my fault. Once she’s recovered this time, I’ll rearrange everything—find ones that suit her perfectly, alright?”

Seeing Xiong Daichuan about to assign her bodyguards again, Xiong Yibai quickly changed the subject. “Grandma, before the police arrive, I’ll take them to get their wounds treated first, so they don’t get infected.”

Grandma perked up. “Little Bai, you’re hurt too?”

Xiong Yibai shook her head frantically. “No, I’m fine. It’s Queyue and Little Bee… Little Feng who got minor injuries. I’ll take them to clean up—be right back.”

Only then did Grandma relax, waving them off. “Alright, alright, go on. Treat them properly—no scars.”

The four slipped out of the room.

Even after closing the door, they could still faintly hear Grandma’s lecture inside: “…Those people you picked must not have been up to snuff…”

In the hallway, the four exchanged glances and couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Xiong Yibai said to Zhao Shutong and Ren Queyue, “Shutong, take Queyue to get registered at outpatient surgery. Get that cut on her arm properly cleaned and stitched—don’t take it lightly.”

Zhao Shutong nodded. “Got it, leave it to me.”

She linked arms with Ren Queyue’s uninjured side. “Come on, Doctor Ren—let me take you to see a doctor.”

Ren Queyue smiled helplessly, bid the other two goodbye, and headed off to the surgery clinic with Zhao Shutong.

Xiong Yibai then took Feng Miwan’s hand. “You come with me.”

Feng Miwan obediently followed her all the way to Xiong Daichuan’s car.

Xiong Yibai opened the door, motioning for Feng Miwan to get in, then grabbed a medical kit from the trunk and sat beside her, closing the door.

“Look up. Let me see.”

Xiong Yibai opened the kit and took out iodine swabs and gauze.

Feng Miwan actually wanted to say that the little cut on her face was almost healed on its own—it was no big deal.

But she knew that with Xiong Yibai, no injury was too small to ignore.

She obediently tilted her face up, feeling the swab gently roll across her skin.

Xiong Yibai leaned in very close—close enough for Feng Miwan to count her downcast eyelashes.

Just as Xiong Yibai finished applying the medicine and was about to straighten up—

Feng Miwan leaned forward slightly, her lips brushing Xiong Yibai’s cheek in a feather-light kiss before pulling back.

Xiong Yibai froze.

Feng Miwan immediately shrank back, eyes darting away, not daring to look at her. “…M-medical fees.”

Xiong Yibai turned to face her, lightly brushing the spot that had just been kissed, then using the same hand to rub Feng Miwan’s flushed cheek.

Her voice was very soft. “That… wasn’t that a bit too little?”

Feng Miwan felt her heartbeat thundering loud enough to fill the entire car.

She stared at Xiong Yibai’s tender eyes and brows so close by, opening her mouth but saying nothing.

Xiong Yibai watched her for two more seconds before starting to pack up the medical kit.

“Don’t get these wounds wet for the next couple days.”

Feng Miwan snapped back to reality. “Got it, Doctor Xiong. Really, it’s nothing—I’ve had way worse from training and races.”

Xiong Yibai looked up at her. “That was before.”

“Now, you’re under my care.”

“Right?”

Seeing this, Xiong Yibai leaned in closer, pressing the issue. “Now, are you under my care?”

Feng Miwan was caught off guard by her sudden assertiveness, instinctively leaning back to create some distance.

But for every inch she retreated, Xiong Yibai advanced.

Until Feng Miwan’s back pressed against the seatback, nowhere left to go.

Feng Miwan swallowed. “…Yes.”

Hearing that, Xiong Yibai smiled.

Her gaze traced Feng Miwan’s brows, her nose bridge, and finally settled on her lips.

Without warning, Xiong Yibai leaned down and kissed her.

Feng Miwan’s eyes flew wide open, her mind buzzing into a blank.

She… she just kissed me?!

Xiong Yibai had only meant a light taste, planning to pull back, but she felt the other woman’s bewilderment—that adorable reaction shattered her prized self-control.

The lips that were about to leave paused.

Then, she deepened the kiss.

She parted her teeth, delving in to tangle deeply.

Feng Miwan went from initial shock and tension to being overwhelmed by the fierce onslaught, gradually losing the ability to think.

She closed her eyes, her hands clutching at Xiong Yibai’s clothes at her waist.

The kiss lasted a long time.

So long that when Feng Miwan felt like she was running out of air and her head was starting to spin, Xiong Yibai finally pulled back slowly.

She looked at Feng Miwan’s dazed eyes, gently rubbing her slightly swollen lower lip with her fingertip, her voice low and husky. “Got it?”

“Be good from now on.”