"No, I’m just in love with taking baths. Isn’t it said that autumn is the season for bathing? I’m just doing the right thing in the right season."

What kind of muddled theory is that? Lan Shao grabbed her collar to prevent her from running away: "Give me a reason that can convince people."

"It’s the strong medicinal smell on me. I don’t like this smell, okay?" Fan Rou reached back, grabbed her own collar, and forcefully pulled it back from Lan Shao’s hand.

This reason was barely believable, but Lan Shao still didn’t quite buy it.

If that were the case, she should have been bathing several times a day long ago. Why wait until today?

But seeing Fan Rou like this, if he kept asking, he probably wouldn’t get anything more, so he’d just wait and see.

After four days of bathing, Tang Sheng arrived.

Originally, Fan Rou wanted to send Lan Shao away, but on second thought, it wasn’t really something to hide, so she told him.

Lan Shao suddenly understood: "So, all you’ve done up until now was for today?"

"What? I don’t understand what you’re saying." Fan Rou played dumb?

"What’s the deal with that doctor? Is he worth you taking shower after shower? Is it really just a simple check-up between you?"

Why did he get the wrong idea?

This was just ridiculous.

"I don’t know what you’re thinking. After class this afternoon, take me over. I’ve already made an appointment with him, don’t be late." Fan Rou threatened him.

"You still haven’t told me why you took so many baths."

"Because I want to clean myself up a bit, so when he helps me remove the scars, he can see clearly, okay?"

Why ask for every detail? Can’t she have some personal space? Space, does he understand?

Lan Shao suddenly understood: "I get it, my mistake, my mistake."

After waiting several days, today finally arrived; Fan Rou and Lan Shao arrived early.

Tang Sheng stayed in a five-star hotel under Jun Mochan.

It was a suite, with the room next to it used as a lab.

Before Tang Sheng came, Ye Ranran had prepared all the necessary items.

The whole room had been arranged to look like a laboratory.

Lying on the bed, for some reason, Fan Rou had the illusion that she was a raw fish waiting to be slaughtered.

"Just sit, no need to lie down," Tang Sheng said.

"Um, I have scars both front and back," Fan Rou said, a bit distressed.

The ones on the back were fine, just the back, but what about the front?

Was she supposed to strip and stand in front of him?

Fan Rou shivered.

"You’re overthinking it, aren’t you? I’ll take a look and take some photos; it’ll be clear as day. Also, I’m a doctor, so put away those inappropriate thoughts."

In his eyes, men and women were no different from dead bodies; she shouldn’t think too highly of herself.

Fan Rou pointed to herself, met Tang Sheng’s slightly warning gaze, and wilted.

"Turn around, face away from me," Tang Sheng said.

Fan Rou obediently did as told.

Tang Sheng lifted her shirt, saw those long scars, and couldn’t help but be surprised.

He reached out and touched them.

Feeling his fingers sliding across her back, Fan Rou was covered in goosebumps.

"You were pretty badly injured; it’s lucky it wasn’t fatal," Tang Sheng said as he let go of her shirt.

Fan Rou didn’t say anything.

Afterward, Tang Sheng took some photos of Fan Rou.

Then, Fan Rou left.

"How did it go? Did he say anything?"

"No, he just touched me, and that was it."

"What do you mean he touched you? Was he harassing you?" Lan Shao asked excitedly.