Tang Yurou's peach blossom eyes immediately dimmed a little.
"How could this be... Was it that process that went wrong? I, I can pass out again if needed!"
"No, that won't be necessary..."
Lu Chuan let out a long breath and lightly tapped Tang Yurou's brow with his fingertip, signaling her to lie down properly.
"Your body is still weak right now, unable to withstand any strain. It's better to dismiss such thoughts and focus on resting well."
"Then... Brother Lu Chuan can be gentler with me. I've already prepared myself for this."
"Actually, the issue mainly lies with me."
Lu Chuan touched the tip of his nose, feeling somewhat guilty as he averted his gaze: "I'm still not ready."
"How could that be? Brother Lu Chuan, are you... unable to rise to the occasion?"
Lu Chuan: "?"
"Don't spout nonsense. Your Cousin Lu here is a man among men! It's just that right now, I'm still recovering from an injury, so it's not exactly appropriate."
