Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder’s Record of Counterattacks

and hands.
Zhu Yanqiu saw that Ning Shu was relatively gentle this time.
He glanced at her mask.
“Why are you always wearing a mask?”

Zhu Yanqiu sized Ning Shu up.
He couldn’t shake off the feeling that this person seemed familiar.
However, he couldn’t recall where he had seen her before.

Zhu Yanqiu never even considered Zhu Suniang.
He could believe it if Zhu Suniang knew how to make tofu, but Zhu Suniang becoming a nurse? There was only one word: impossible.

Furthermore, Zhu Suniang should be back at his hometown, not in Shanghai.
However, recalling her caused his heart to instantly be filled with fury.
Zhu Suniang didn’t send him telegrams anymore and also didn’t send him money.
He had sent multiple telegrams home but no one ever replied.

Zhu Yanqiu had already decided.
Once he got better, he was going to make a trip home.
It couldn’t be that something had actually happened at home, right? Moreover, he didn’t have any money left, so he had to go home to get more money.

Ning Shu didn’t speak and just wiped Zhu Yanqiu’s arm with the warm towel.
As the towel passed by his wrist, Zhu Yanqiu suddenly felt an abnormally sharp pain.
He hastily retrieved his hand and looked at his wrist.
There was no wound, so he didn’t know why it hurt.

“What did you do?” Zhu Yanqiu shouted towards Ning Shu angrily.
He flipped his hand back and forth but there was no injury nor any blood.
However, it hurt a lot.

Ning Shu looked at Zhu Yanqiu, baffled, then said in a speechless tone, “Did you hit your head? I didn’t do anything.”

Zhu Yanqiu’s brows were tightly furrowed as he said, “I don’t want you to help wipe my hands.
I want a different nurse.”

Ning Shu picked up Zhu Yanqiu’s other hand and started wiping it.
“The hospital short on hands.
I’ll leave after I wipe this hand for you and next time you can choose whichever nurse you want to look after you.
I’ve never seen a man who makes such a fuss about every little thing.”

“Owww…” Zhu Yanqiu flung off Ning Shu’s hand.
His wrist really hurt.
The place that the nurse had wiped really hurt, there were countless stabs of pain underneath his skin.

Ning Shu looked at Zhu Yanqiu with extreme disdain, then tossed the handkerchief into the basin, picked it up, and left.
Before leaving, she even muttered, “Does he really think he’s some rich young master? It hurts just to get his hands wiped? Why doesn’t he just ascend to Heaven?”

Zhu Yanqiu was so infuriated that his face was ashen.
He shook out his hands, but his wrist still hurt a lot.
Furthermore, this pain was spreading to the tips of his fingers, causing both his hands to be painfully swollen.