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Was it because of his father's severe injury? Or maybe it was because … In truth, his injury was due to her?!    

    

And what was that feeling coming from the bottom of his heart? Was this the so-called feeling of guilt?!    

    

In the past, no matter how many injuries he suffered, she wouldn't feel any guilt. But now … For some reason, this sense of guilt grew stronger and stronger.    

    

After she said this, Bai Zhuyun's expression seemed to be a little different, "Jun Haixin, you will still care about me, won't you!? Even if this marriage was something that you planned for your child, you still cared about me. Otherwise, you wouldn't have said such a thing. "    

    

"I didn't." she denied.    

    

He suddenly smiled. "Just now, you wanted me to speak the truth, but now, you're lying to me?"    

    

His pitch-black and deep eyes seemed to be able to see through the hearts of men. And now, he was seeing through her heart.    

    

"Even if it is, so what?" Jun Haixin asked.    

    

Bai Zhuyun raised his hand and extended it towards Jun Haixin's face. She instinctively wanted to turn away, but she suddenly stopped when she saw the coldness in his eyes.    

    

As he wished, his hand touched her cheek. His fingers caressed the skin of her face as he spoke in a barely audible voice, "If it is, then I will marry you with even greater pleasure and will be even more willing to be a good father."    

    

She stared blankly. His voice was very soft, but she had still heard it. It was also because she had heard it that she had a kind of astringent feeling in her heart.    

    

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After Jun Haixin left the dining hall, she did not immediately return to Jun Family. Instead, she went with Bai Zhuyun to a villa near Bai Sect.    

    

Since Bai Zhuyun's shoulder was injured, he naturally couldn't drive. It was Mo Feng who drove the car, bringing the two people to the villa.    

    

At this moment, in the living room, Bai Zhuyun had already taken off half of his shirt, revealing his right shoulder. On his shoulder, it was already swollen and purple where there was some red. It showed how hard Old Master Jun had hit him.    

    

Jun Haixin stood to the side and could clearly hear the doctor gasp when she saw the swelling on Bai Zhuyun's shoulder. Evidently, in the eyes of this doctor, it was hard to imagine just what kind of person would dare to lay their hands on a Patriarch of the Bai Sect.    

    

This wasn't even the result of a single heavy blow. It was clearly the result of many heavy blows.    

    

The doctor said after checking the wound, "I don't know if there are any fractures in the bones, but I need to go to the hospital for a specific X-ray examination. Now I can only apply some anti-swelling and anti-silting ointment."    

    

"Alright, let's do it like this." Bai Zhuyun said.    

    

So the doctor left, and Mo Feng followed the doctor out of the living room to get the medicine.    

    

"When will it be born?" Bai Zhuyun suddenly asked.    

    

Jun Haixin raised her head and looked at him for a moment. "I thought you'd already found out." Due to the relationship between the elder and pregnant women, she was going to have a cesarean section. As for the date of delivery, a few days ago, she had already made a deal with the hospital.    

    

She was well-informed about Bai Sect, so she did not think that Bai Zhuyun would not have his subordinates inquire about her exact date of production.    

    

"Yes, but I want you to tell me yourself." He got up and walked in front of her. Lifting the seat of honor, he gently placed his palm against her plump belly. "Do you want me to be by his side on the day he was born?"    

    

Jun Haixin was stunned.    

    

"If you don't want to, then you don't have to tell me the exact date." He slowly crouched down and looked at her with his chin slightly tilted up.    

    

Another meaning of this was that if she didn't want him to be in the hospital that day, then she could say nothing now, and that day he wouldn't bother her.    

    

"Next month's 5th." Jun Haixin spat out the date.    

    

Bai Zhuyun's eyes instantly lit up, "Alright, I will definitely come that day. I will be by your side with your child."    

    

When Mo Feng walked into the living room again, he saw his boss kneeling in front of Jun Haixin. Mo Feng walked into the living room again, he saw his boss kneeling in front of Jun Haixin.    

    

Even though the two of them were about to get married, Mo Feng couldn't guess how much affection Jun Haixin had for his boss.    

    

"Mr. Bai, here's your medicine." Mo Feng took two boxes of ointment and walked over to the two people's side, saying respectfully, "The doctor said that the two ointments will be mixed in a 1: 1 ratio and applied to the affected area twice a day."    

    

"Alright, put down the medicine." Bai Zhuyun said.    

    

"Yes." Mo Feng put the medicine on the tea table that was within their reach and walked out of the living room once again.    

    

"Haixin, help me apply it." Bai Zhuyun said without changing his posture.    

    

"You can let Mo Feng come in and paint it for you." Jun Haixin said.    

    

"I wish you'd help me apply it." He insisted, still crouching in front of her, his eyes fixed on her.    

    

She could reject it again, but if she did, it would be stuck in her throat for some reason, making her unable to say what she wanted to say. Jun Haixin lowered her eyes and suddenly stood up. "I'm going to wash my hands."    

    

"Alright." He rose to his feet and guided her toward the sink.    

    

Because she was pregnant, her movements were much slower than before. After washing her hands, it took her over 10 minutes to walk back into the living room.    

    

Once again, he squatted in front of her. This time, she picked up the ointment on the tea table and mixed it with her palm according to Mo Feng's one-to-one ratio. Then she used her fingers to pick it out and applied it to his swollen shoulder.    

    

She was a doctor herself, so she naturally knew how to control the force of the hand, and how to avoid the pain as much as possible.    

    

Her fingers were gently rubbing against his, but his eyes were still fixed on her from beginning to end. At this moment, her gentleness was something he had never felt before.    

    

Such a scene, how many times had it happened in his dreams? He even hoped that Old Master Jun's canes would be heavier. If that was the case, his injuries would be more severe. Would she care about this more?    

    

If this was a dream, then he hoped that this dream would never wake up.    

    

When Jun Haixin finished smearing the red and swollen parts on Bai Zhuyun's shoulder, she said softly, "It's done."    

    

Instead of pulling up his clothes, he grabbed her hand and pressed it to his cheek.