In Beijing, at the top floor VIP ward of Xiehe Hospital.
Wen Luo, dressed in a white lab coat, leaned against the door, flipping through a case file in her hands as she recalled Doctor Lu’s advice, “Wen Luo, if Mr. Li doesn't cooperate with his exercises, I'm afraid he'll spend the rest of his life in bed.”
A beautiful pallor of worry painted Wen Luo’s gorgeous face as she took a deep breath and pushed the ward door open.
The man was half-reclining on the bed, his handsome face instantly turning fierce upon seeing her. A chill surged in his profound eyes.
Wen Luo, having grown accustomed to his gaze, plainly spoke. “The doctor says you refuse to participate in your physiotherapy. Are you planning to lay on this bed as a useless person for the rest of your life?”
At her words, Li Haonan's muscles tensed instantly. He grabbed the cup on his bedside and forcefully flung it at her. “Get out!”
Wen Luo dodged, striding forward to seize his wrist. “Stand up.”
“Let go!” The man's thin lips tightened in suppressed anger, his words squeezed through gritted teeth.
Wen Luo stared at his immortally perfect face. “Fine, if you don’t want to exercise out of bed, then we'll do it on the bed.”
She quickly shrugged off her lab coat, revealing a fitted dress underneath. As Li Haonan watched her unbuttoning her labcoat, his disdain deepened. “What are you doing?”
“Your condition is my fault and for this, I am spending the latter half of my life paying you back. Since we are married, doing a marital act is not too much to ask. Surely, you can’t expect me to grow old alone, or do you want me to seek other men?”
Wen Luo feigned calmness as she stared at him, paying no mind to Li Haonan’s furious blush. She reached forward to undress him. Having spent the past two years cleansing his body every day, she was already used to his exposed torso but as her fingertips traced his prominently muscled abdomen, she couldn’t help but blush a little.
Although her words were crass, she had never actually taken initiative before. Fortunately, her medical school training provided her with some basic knowledge for the situation.
Hesitating for just a moment, Wen Luo straddled him, looking down authoritatively at Li Haonan. “Prove you’re a man and move. I don’t want people saying I married a useless man.”
“Having been married to you for two years without experiencing even the basic aspects of a man and woman's relationship, how can you even consider yourself a man?”
"What makes you any different from a salted fish lying there in bed? I suppose you're probably not up for much now since you've been lying there for so long."
Wen Luo struggled to blurt out words she would never normally say, but Li Haonan just kept looking at her indifferently, without a hint of reaction.
She steeled her heart and mocked in response, "After you became bedridden, did that woman ever come to see you? I heard she's having the time of her life with your so-called brother!"
"Shut up!" Although Li Haonan was extremely unwilling, his paralysis only involved his legs, not the loss of his most basic functions. With three years of abstinence and Wen Luo's intentional teasing, his lower body was already largely responsive.
Wen Luo sneered, "If you can, make me shut up!"
"Fine, if you want to go there, I'll play along!" Li Haonan, frustrated and flustered, shouted loudly. He forcefully grabbed her body with both hands and pushed her down.
"Ah…" Wen Luo cries out in pain, her forced composure instantly crumbling, and her eyes glimmering with tears from the agony.
Li Haonan corners of his mouth lifted scornfully, "I thought you were experienced, turns out you're still a virgin?"
Despite her severe pain, Wen Luo did not hold back her sharp tongue, "Even as a virgin, I'm better than you, a good-for-nothing!"
"Good-for-nothing?" With another forceful thrust, Li Haonan retorted, "Who are you calling good-for-nothing?"
A trace of satisfaction slipped through Wen Luo's eyes, she leaned close to Li Haonan's ear and disdainfully spat out a word, "You!"
