Speaking, she pushed the wheelchair and took Ke Teng into the bathroom.
The lights were bright. She took off her high heels at the door, rolled up her trouser legs, and barefoot, took down the showerhead, beginning to adjust the water temperature.
Seeing that she was serious, Ke Teng backed down.
"Are you sick? I'm a man, you're a woman, and you have those kinds of feelings for my father. Coming to help his son bathe, don't you find it creepy?"
Jian Fei: "You're overthinking it."
"In the eyes of us doctors, patients are just specimens that breathe and have warmth, a lump of walking flesh."
"It has nothing to do with whose son they are, their age, or their gender."
She grabbed Ke Teng's hand and poured some warm water on it.
"Is this temperature okay?"
Ke Teng was truly impressed by her.
"Did you doctors take a course in emotional management? Are you incapable of getting angry?"
Jian Fei: "I haven't. I can get angry, but I don't get angry with patients, especially those younger than me."
She turned off the showerhead, put it back, pressed a button behind the wheelchair, and made Ke Teng lie flat.
Then she proceeded to unbutton his shirt.
Ke Teng quickly covered himself.
"Don't. You can treat me as a lump of walking flesh, but I can't treat you as a man."
"Get out. I don't need your help."
"Alright, if Young Master Ke minds, I can get someone else to come in."
"Who? Those two men at the door? I'm a straight man, damn it! Do you expect me to let another man help me bathe? No, no one. Get out, get out!"
Jian Fei didn't leave.
"If you wash yourself, you can only do it while sitting, and your wounds will get wet. Let me do it."
Her warm fingers grasped the hem of his clothes. After all, men and women are different, and Ke Teng shivered all over.
"Get lost. I told you not to touch me, can't you understand? Am I not your client? Client's needs come first. Do you even know how to behave?"
"You are my client, but you are also my patient. Patients must absolutely obey doctors."
Jian Fei unceremoniously pulled off his hoodie, finally showing a hint of emotion.
It was a fierce one, though.
"And in the hospital, disobedient patients are given sedatives. Do you want me to give you injections every day from now on?"
Ke Teng truly hated Zhan Bei Jue.
If it weren't for him, he wouldn't have been injured, nor would he have ended up being threatened by some damn intern.
As things stood, he could only grit his teeth, close his eyes, and let Jian Fei do as she pleased.
Jian Fei washed him, washed his hair, washed his feet, then pushed him to the washbasin to wipe his face, and finally watched him brush his teeth.
The whole process took nearly an hour.
"You have another 30 minutes to use your phone."
Jian Fei handed him the phone.
"Be in bed by eight o'clock sharp. I'll grab some food during this time. You're on your own."
As soon as Ke Teng got his phone, his first instinct was to call his assistant to rescue him.
Being held captive by such an unfeminine woman for a month would drive anyone mad!
Unexpectedly, after dialing, he discovered his SIM card had been removed, and he couldn't make any calls.
No way?
No way!
Ke Jingyu didn't give him any human rights, not only confining him at home but also blocking his phone calls?
Fortunately, there was Wi-Fi. Since he couldn't make calls, he sent WeChat messages.
When Ke Teng opened WeChat, he was even more despairing to find that almost all his contacts had been deleted.
Except for Ke Jingyu, Jian Fei, and a few company executives, none of his personal friends were left!
Ke Teng was almost furious. He called Jian Fei in, threw the phone at her, and asked who did it.
Jian Fei answered truthfully: "I did. But I was strictly following President Ke's instructions. If you have any complaints, you can give feedback to President Ke."
Give feedback to President Ke?
She was relying on Ke Jingyu's feedback being useless and acting with impunity!
"Go, go, give me back my phone, and get out!"
Jian Fei left. He idly switched between various social media apps, and time flew by until eight o'clock.
Jian Fei floated in again like a ghost.
"It's eight o'clock, Young Master Ke. You need to go to bed."
Ke Teng couldn't even be bothered to look at her.
Living in the 21st century, an era of such advanced communication.
He wasn't an old man in his seventies or eighties. What young person went to bed at eight?
"I'll play for a while longer. I'll sleep when I feel like it. You don't need to manage me."
"I'm sorry, you need to get up at six in the morning tomorrow, so you must sleep now."
"I have to get up at six tomorrow morning? For what activity?"
"No. I've devised a rehabilitation plan for you. You need to get up and exercise tomorrow morning."
A curse word escaped his lips, and Ke Teng glared at her furiously.
"Jian Fei, right? Your name is Jian Fei, isn't it? Are you out of your mind?"
"Eight o'clock! It's only eight o'clock now! It's not even completely dark outside! Shangcheng's nightlife hasn't even started! And you want me to go to bed?"
"What's so important about this rehabilitation plan? Can't it be done during the day? Are you deliberately trying to make things difficult for me?"
Jian Fei remained expressionless.
"Daytime has its own schedule. I've planned everything strictly by time slots. President Ke has also reviewed my schedule and fully approved it."
"Young Master Ke, you should save your breath. Let's have a pleasant cooperation."
Ke Teng was so angry he threw the pillow on the floor.
"Who wants a pleasant cooperation with you! I just won't listen to you. What can you do to me?"
"If I can't sleep, I can't sleep. Can you sew my eyes shut with a needle? Stop bothering me!"
"Every extra word I say to you makes me unable to sleep for an hour longer. Get out quickly!"
Jian Fei picked up the pillow.
"I said, from today onwards, I will be with you 24 hours a day. Not only will you sleep at eight, but I will also sleep. And I will sleep in this room."
"What? You're going to sleep in my room?"
Ke Teng looked at the floor.
"Are you going to sleep with me, or sleep on the floor?"
"Naturally, I cannot sleep with you. I will sleep on the floor."
"I've never slept with any woman other than my mother when I was little... Are you going to sleep on the floor to disgust me?"
Jian Fei: "I know. Everyone needs a period of adjustment. You have strong boundaries, and you won't sleep soundly on the first day. You'll get used to it over time."
She took the pillow to him and asked for his phone.
"We've already wasted two minutes. You'll have to get up two minutes earlier tomorrow. Don't keep delaying."
Ke Teng was so angry he laughed.
"If I don't give you my phone, are you going to give me an injection again?"
"If you really can't sleep, and your sleep quality is very poor, seriously affecting your health, I will do so."
Ke Teng almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
"You woman, you devil, you... Forget it, I'm not talking to you anymore."
"You want me to get up? Do rehabilitation exercises? Fine! I'll get up at four tomorrow! I'll spend half a month getting my body back in shape! I don't want to spend a second more with you!"