While she was taking a shower, he went downstairs to buy some potent pain relief medicine. When he returned to the room, she was just walking out, wrapped only in a bath towel. She bent over to pick up her clothes scattered on the floor, apparently intending to get dressed and leave.
Just then, he scooped her up by the waist.
"No! We can't do it again today," she hastily protested.
"Don't move," Sun Dasheng said, laying her gently on the bed. He stroked her hair reassuringly. "It's not what you think. I saw you were hurt down there, so I bought some medicine for you. Let me apply it."
"I'll do it myself," she said, grabbing his hand.
So now she's feeling shy?
Sun Dasheng pried her hand away. "You can barely bend over. How are you going to apply the medicine properly? Lie still. I'll help you; it'll feel better soon."
She rolled over and buried her head in the blankets, playing the ostrich.
You can't trust a word a man says.
