The Senior Student (female) Is Not Human - Chapter 39

Chapter 39: Scars

“Lick me quickly.”

Jiang Xiyao had actually heard many people ask her, “Does it hurt?”

Some prey would offer hypocritical concern, asking, “Does it hurt?” and then immediately follow with, “Go out with me,” their intentions intense and clear. Others, already deranged, would pinch, slash, or try to kill her, wanting her to grovel and beg for mercy.

To the former, she usually made them experience the same pain without hesitation. As for the latter, she would only use pitiful eyes and more provocative, scornful words to drive the prey into a mental breakdown and collapse of humanity.

But Xie Shiwei was different from both.

She was clearly asking, “Does it hurt?” but the tremble in her voice and the excessive flow of tears made it seem as if Xie Shiwei was the one with the slashed face, in agonizing pain and at a loss.

Or rather.

She was already feeling the pain for Jiang Xiyao, and perhaps feeling it even more deeply.

Consequently, the word “It hurts so much,” which usually carried a hint of coyness and complaint and was on the tip of Jiang Xiyao’s tongue, turned into something else when she saw the girl looking like she could actually faint from the pain on her behalf:

“It doesn’t hurt.”

She held the trembling person in her arms even tighter.

Jiang Xiyao realized that this innocuous pain, to her, could make Xie Shiwei tremble like this, as if she were about to die of fear, just by looking at it. For some reason, she stubbornly emphasized:

“Xie Shiwei, you are not allowed to feel pain either.”

Although she liked Xie Shiwei’s conscious, lively appearance, she found that she didn’t like the constant trembling that she couldn’t stop no matter how she held her, even transmitting the tremor to her.

Because it caused the red mole on Jiang Xiyao’s cheek to also start trembling slightly.

Uncomfortable.

She didn’t like this strange, uneasy feeling.

It wasn’t until the ambulance arrived and took them to the nearest hospital that Jiang Xiyao saw the exaggerated blue and purple swelling on the girl’s knee as they were getting on the gurney.

She was shocked and couldn’t help but lose her temper while the nurse was cleaning and sterilizing her wounds: “She’s practically dying of pain, can’t you see? Treat her quickly! Give her pain relief! Heal her!”

Then she coaxed Xie Shiwei with a pitiful tone:

“Poor Xie Shiwei. You were lying on that soft sofa the whole time, when did you get hurt? Was that broken sofa useless? Or did that ugly monster scare you? It’s all her fault for ruining the scenery—”

Xie Shiwei had already used up all her strength to stay conscious after smelling the reassuring scent of the disinfectant and was about to faint, but Jiang Xiyao’s words made her feel inexplicably frustrated and amused.

Why was she blaming the sofa now?

Under the young nurse’s blank stare, she waved her hand weakly and said, “I’m fine.”

This kind of injury wasn’t as severe as when she first learned to ride the electric scooter for delivery work.

“What do you mean, ‘fine’?” Jiang Xiyao interrupted without hesitation: “You must be in terrible pain, right? Xie Shiwei, you were trembling just now. Your skin must be broken, and maybe even your kneecap is shattered!”

“You’re so fragile and delicate. You get red from a simple pinch. If you get such a serious injury, what if your leg is broken and you can’t walk anymore—”

Perhaps because Jiang Xiyao’s face was already wrapped in bandages, concealing the gruesome and hideous wounds.

Xie Shiwei, lying on the stretcher bed opposite, found the strength for a quick sit-up, and raised her hand to pinch the two overly loud red lips peeking through the bandage gap.

She could already sense that the nurse’s eyes were starting to glaze over.

No matter what, she didn’t want to be “cursed to death” by her Sister or “socially embarrassed” because of the overly dramatic Princess-like descriptions. In short, she really wanted Jiang Xiyao, the actual patient, to be quiet.

She didn’t know if the pleading in her eyes worked.

Jiang Xiyao remained remarkably silent until they arrived at the hospital.

It wasn’t until the doctor winced and gasped at the exaggerated extent of her facial injuries, prescribed medicine to aid healing, and instructed them to avoid water, prevent infection, and pay attention to diet.

“Some of the cuts are quite deep, and there’s a possibility of nerve damage. If you experience phantom pain after healing, you might need to consult the Neurology or Psychology department. If the recovery isn’t satisfactory and your finances permit, you could consider skin grafting in Cosmetology.”

Throughout the doctor’s detailed instructions.

Xie Shiwei found the courage to cautiously and subtly glance at the hideous wounds.

She had never seen such terrifying wounds, practically torn flesh, revealing pinkish-white flesh that had been washed with saline solution. The edges of the cuts were jagged due to the poor quality of the weapon or the instability of the assailant’s emotions.

The crisscrossing, vertical and horizontal tears ran across this once incomparably beautiful face.

Turning all of her beauty into horror.

It was more terrifying than the cracks in a drought-stricken earth.

Xie Shiwei felt dizzy several times but forced herself to endure, leaning against the cold wall while sitting on the hospital bed, compelling herself to listen clearly to every word the doctor said, in case she needed to accompany Jiang Xiyao later—

If, if Jiang Xiyao needed it.

However, the other party clearly couldn’t accept this outcome. Halfway through, she stood up without ceremony, the chair scraping the floor with a harsh sound, and turned to walk out.

Xie Shiwei quickly grabbed her sleeve. As she faced Jiang Xiyao’s angry stare, she whispered, as if knowing what she was about to say:

“Should we go to a different hospital?”

Afterward, she politely looked at the doctor in the department:

“Thank you, Doctor. Do you have any recommended places for this kind of injury, or perhaps a good cosmetic repair hospital? Is it convenient for me to add your WeChat or should I just write it down?”

Before Xie Shiwei could take out her phone.

She was suddenly lifted sideways by a force and carried straight out of the department.

“Add what? What’s there to add? What good place can an incompetent doctor who can’t cure illnesses and loves to cheat people’s money recommend?”

Jiang Xiyao thought resentfully.

Why should anyone else easily get Xie Shiwei’s precious ‘friend’ slot, which she had to work hard to “massage” for?

The hallway outside was bustling with people. All the patients and family members waiting to be called could look up and see their particularly striking pair: a girl with a bandaged, bleeding face carrying another girl using a crutch.

Xie Shiwei was initially overwhelmed with embarrassment and wanted her to put her down. But seeing the sympathy and pity in the eyes of the crowd, as if they were watching mutual aid for the disabled, she silently dismissed the thought.

She just stated quietly:

“I can walk by myself. Which hospital are we going to next?”

As she spoke.

She couldn’t help but stare at Jiang Xiyao’s re-bandaged face. The stark white bandages covered the hideous knife wounds, only revealing those especially soulful black eyes and seductive red lips.

Perhaps it was her overwhelming bias for this person, but Xie Shiwei actually found Jiang Xiyao, even with her face wrapped up like this, more attractive than other injured patients. She even felt that she could adopt a masked aesthetic.

The sense of mystery could maximize people’s desire to explore.

Jiang Xiyao pretended not to hear the first half of her sentence, and even deliberately acted unsteady while turning a corner, knocking away the temporary crutch Xie Shiwei was holding—

Now, her only “legs” to rely on were hers.

“Go where? All these hospitals are birds of a feather. They can’t cure illnesses and love to cheat people out of money. We’re not going.”

Jiang Xiyao said capriciously: “We’ll go out and walk around, go to a bar, a pedestrian street, or a mall. In short, as long as we go to a crowded place and have fun, I’ll be fine.”

Preferably at night, places where malice and desire gather, which could speed up the repair of her skin.

Xie Shiwei was trying to understand her sharp, awful, manic emotions due to the disfigurement, but when she heard the latter, self-destructive words, she was shocked:

“No!”

“The doctor said alcohol will affect wound healing. And the secondhand smoke in those places can easily cause the wound to fester and lead to infection. You are not allowed to go!”

She pulled Jiang Xiyao’s sleeve and negotiated softly: “We, we should go home and apply the medicine first. I’ll search for a better hospital and try to get an appointment. In any case, let’s see how the wound is healing first, okay?”

Jiang Xiyao looked down at her.

The clear, deer-like eyes showed caution, but it was different from the wariness, panic, and apprehension she had shown when caught before.

It was brighter, and the light within was warmer.

So, she suddenly had an epiphany: “Xie Shiwei, are you trying to be cute with me?”

Xie Shiwei choked up.

She didn’t know why it was so hard to judge Jiang Xiyao’s state right now.

After all, she was so vain, a person who took immense pride in her superb looks. After such a devastating misfortune—which would be catastrophic for any girl—she could understand a complete change in temperament, becoming worse and angrier than before.

Xie Shiwei was even prepared to endure all of her foul tempers.

But.

…Why does she seem no different than usual?

She’s still tempestuous, easily irritated, and resentful towards others, but her thought process with Xie Shiwei remains bizarrely unique.

But to dissuade the injured person from doing anything dangerous, Xie Shiwei obediently nestled in her arms, even lightly rubbing her head against Jiang Xiyao’s shoulder, and looked up at her: “If I’m being cute, will you listen to me?”

Jiang Xiyao heard her little scheme clearly.

She knew this silly girl was trying to calm her down and stop her from correctly healing her wounds, all under the guise of being “good for her.”

Yet, seeing the girl in this obedient, ignorant manner, clinging to her and being cute.

Jiang Xiyao inevitably had one thought:

—Even if the area around Xie Shiwei is a vacuum for her, she could just try to hold her breath for a little while longer.

So Jiang Xiyao couldn’t help but say: “Do it again.”

Xie Shiwei blinked, then, awkwardly, clumsily, and stiffly, rubbed her cheek against her again.

It was a very cute action, but Jiang Xiyao couldn’t help but tighten her embrace.

She desperately wanted to knead the person in her arms into her body at this very moment.

To push aside those obstructing ribs and internal organs, and use only her soft skin to meticulously wrap every inch of this person.

She wanted to cling to every piece of Xie Shiwei’s warm skin, to absorb every bit of breath the girl exhaled, and to possess the entirety of this body—hair, skin, bl00d vessels, bones…

Even when the person suffocated and died, the soul wouldn’t be able to drift out of the body already enveloped by Jiang Xiyao, but would forever be locked within her air-tight skin—

“Hiss.”

A very faint gasp was heard, accompanied by a protest in her mind.

[Sister is hugging me too tight! It’s a bit, a bit painful for my bones.]

Jiang Xiyao looked down at her. She would secretly complain delicately even with a slight increase in force, making it impossible to imagine how tragic the scene would be if this timid girl were actually suffocated to death.

This suddenly plunged Jiang Xiyao into a dilemma.

She wanted Xie Shiwei to be healthy and alive, being cute with her like this, but she also wanted to recklessly plunder this vibrant vitality and soul.

Jiang Xiyao, who had always wanted both, was inexplicably angered by being faced with a choice for the first time.

She then immediately vented her anger on the negotiation team from the furniture brand who had come to her.

This was a niche, high-end brand that had just launched in the country with extensive marketing, and they didn’t want to be associated with a criminal case right now.

Even though they were actually unlucky, being just customers who encountered a mentally ill person who went on a frenzied slashing rampage out of uncontrollable jealousy in the experience area.

But if the on-site video were uploaded online and embellished by their competitors, people would notice the brand logo. It was better to negotiate with the victims first and see if they could turn the matter into a positive case.

Thus.

Xie Shiwei stood blankly beside her, watching Jiang Xiyao, a patient who had just been bandaged up at the hospital, aggressively negotiate a compensation fee that pushed the boundary of their humanitarian payout, plus the gift of that same sofa from today.

It wasn’t until the contract was signed and the form to fill in the bank card number for the payment was handed to her that Xie Shiwei suddenly reacted, looking at Jiang Xiyao in confusion:

“Sister, shouldn’t the compensation go to you?”

Jiang Xiyao scoffed: “It’s a pittance, not even enough for me to toss around for fun. It’s yours.”

She paused, then emphasized earnestly: “The sofa is just for you to play with, but you’re not allowed to lie on it more than you lie on me.”

—It’s just her fragment. Xie Shiwei can play with it, but she’s not allowed to like it too much.

The negotiation staff, sweating profusely, were afraid they would change their minds. They urged Xie Shiwei to quickly fill in the information and rushed off.

But before leaving, they didn’t forget to emphasize that they shouldn’t post about this on social media, otherwise, they would be charged a penalty fee if the brand’s negative image became associated with them.

Jiang Xiyao: “Who has the time to make a dedicated post for you? Who do you think you are…”

Her mouth was pinched by Xie Shiwei again.

The girl closed the door and returned, looking at her anxiously:

“You said so much at once, does your wound hurt? Is it time to change the dressing now? Should I do it for you? Can we use the compensation to buy you supplements? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?”

This time, it was her turn to have her two lips pinched by Jiang Xiyao.

The girl, who had only been imitating her movements, found a new toy when she saw Xie Shiwei’s mouth pulled into a flat duck shape. She began rubbing the two soft pieces of flesh.

Her crimson-colored long fingernail occasionally slipped, leaving faint crescent-shaped marks on the girl’s lips.

The moment Xie Shiwei couldn’t help but protest, Jiang Xiyao’s thumb, pressing on her upper lip, slipped, tapped her front tooth, and then fell, landing exactly on her soft tongue.

“….Mmm!”

Xie Shiwei instinctively tried to close her mouth, which only made her hold the woman’s finger even tighter.

She could even feel, at that instant, Jiang Xiyao suddenly pushing her finger further in.

As it went deeper.

The nail scraped against her palate, causing a sudden, dangerous, instinctive gag reflex.

So Xie Shiwei gently bit her fingertip and murmured: “Sister?”

[D-Don’t suddenly do something that causes misunderstandings at a time like this! It’ll make me look like I’m so desperate for s3x that I’m getting turned on by an injured person, and that I’m a total pervert, waaah!]

[It’s strange. I initially thought Sister’s manicures, though pretty, lacked ‘top energy,’ but this gentle caress suddenly interspersed with mild pain is quite stimulating…]

[If only she wasn’t just touching my mouth, waaah—]

Jiang Xiyao’s eyebrows subtly arched.

She heard the girl say she liked it in her mind, yet she fearfully bit down on her finger, refusing to let go.

She suddenly wanted to know if another part of her body would act this way too—resisting and trying to push her out, yet unable to help but bite down firmly on her?

So Jiang Xiyao commanded softly: “Release your teeth.”

The girl, whose legs were already starting to go weak from her uncontrollable flights of fancy, couldn’t help but swallow when she heard the words.

In doing so, she unwittingly sucked on her fingertip again, like a seduction.

It wasn’t until she felt the woman’s fingertip about to apply force again that Xie Shiwei’s legs buckled. The sudden pain in her injured knee brought her crashing back to reality.

So Xie Shiwei boldly grabbed the pale wrist, turned her head, and then quickly limped toward the bathroom: “I, I’m going to prepare the dressing change for you!”

Jiang Xiyao looked at the abruptly empty fingertips, narrowing her eyes.

Seeing the transparent, thin film of shimmering moisture coating them, she paused her move to follow.

Then.

She thoughtfully brought her thumb to her lips, and a piece of vibrant red tongue darted out to lick it.

—It had no taste, yet it seemed sweeter than Xie Shiwei’s bitter tears?

Jiang Xiyao liked this taste and wanted to taste more.

So, as Xie Shiwei sat her down on the sofa with several tubes of ointment and fresh gauze, carefully unwrapping the bandages on her face, Jiang Xiyao suddenly glanced at the ointments.

“What is this junk? It’s not worthy of being put on my face. I don’t want to use these ugly, sticky, disgusting things, Xie Shiwei. Throw them away quickly.”

The girl was naturally shocked by her willful words:

“But this is the only medicine we have from the hospital right now. It was already unfavorable for the wound recovery when you refused stitches. If you don’t apply the medicine…”

Jiang Xiyao interrupted her righteously: “I didn’t say I won’t apply anything.”

Then she raised her hand to cup the girl’s chin and suggested with a smile: “I heard that human saliva is very good for helping wounds heal.”

As the clear eyes widened in shock, Jiang Xiyao became even more demanding, bringing her face closer to the girl’s:

“Xie Shiwei, lick me quickly.”

The next second.

The girl grabbed both of her ears without hesitation and turned her head away.

“Sister!” Xie Shiwei looked at her heartbrokenly:

“Old folk remedies are unreliable! Although the development of modern science still has limitations and can’t instantly restore a wound, b-but there are bacteria in saliva!”

Absolutely! Absolutely not!

Xie Shiwei began to wonder what kind of environment Jiang Xiyao grew up in. She looked so young, yet she always said the kind of super old-fashioned things that old men and women would say!

She must have been traumatized by the last time, when the private hospital almost tricked her into having her kidney removed, right?

So Xie Shiwei pulled out her phone, searched for the function of each medicine through multiple channels, and even booked online consultations with experts from major hospitals in Beijing and Shanghai, sharing their answers with her:

“See? This growth factor gel is currently the most beneficial ointment for trauma repair. Although the accompanying antibacterial anti-inflammatory cream isn’t ideal, I can place an order for the new medicine they recommended right now.”

Xie Shiwei said earnestly: “Sister, we still have to believe in science.”

From start to finish, Jiang Xiyao just looked at her with cold eyes.

Only after her lengthy lecture was over did she finally speak, unable to bear it any longer: “Xie Shiwei, are you just disgusted with my face?”

She must be disgusted with her face, which is why she refuses to lick her, and doesn’t even want to touch her herself, resorting to a pile of cold, hard cotton swabs for applying the medicine!

Xie Shiwei: “…?”

Jiang Xiyao narrowed her eyes, then suddenly and violently tore off the layers of bandages on her face.

The subsequently dried bl00d stuck to the mottled wounds, mixed with the yellowish-brown pigmentation from the povidone-iodine applied after saline sterilization, and the different shades of exposed flesh.

The sudden exposure was extremely shocking!

Yet the person with this face also possessed incredibly seductive beautiful eyes and red lips that were completely incongruous with the jagged, terrifying scars.

Looking too long into those magical eyes, one would inexplicably feel that this face had a bizarre, horrifying, twisted beauty.

It was even more unforgettable than her previous unblemished appearance.

Xie Shiwei was momentarily stunned.

“You are disgusted with my face, aren’t you?” Jiang Xiyao saw her freeze and angrily grabbed her hand, pulling it toward her face: “I’ll heal! If you don’t believe me, touch it! The wounds are already healing—”

Jiang Xiyao suddenly remembered that this girl was always captivated by her face, even in her previous fantasies, the beautiful face appeared from various angles many times.

A little pervert’s most important prerequisite is being a face-con!

If she didn’t have this flawless face, Xie Shiwei would definitely be repulsed by her!

Jiang Xiyao pulled even harder, desperately wanting to push the girl’s fingers directly into the flesh of her wounds to feel the slow wriggling of the muscle and skin tissue as it gradually closed.

For a moment, she maliciously envisioned that if this timid girl dared to pull her hand away in disgust, she would immediately bite her finger with her skin.

Then, little by little, she would watch in horror as the girl sank into her skin like quicksand in the desert, inevitably!

The grip on her palm was as tight as a crab’s pincers.

Xie Shiwei even suspected that if she struggled too hard, Jiang Xiyao would simply crush the bones in her hand.

Seeing the beauty, whose appearance was damaged, become sharp and sensitive due to the loss of her former capital, intensely and frantically trying to prove that her charm was undiminished.

Xie Shiwei suddenly released control over that hand, allowing Jiang Xiyao to pull it.

But.

Before her palm, which might still harbor bacteria and fungi, could directly touch the exposed wound.

Xie Shiwei moved her face forward first.

She carefully, on the side of the woman’s cheek, at the end of a long knife scar where a relatively large amount of intact skin remained.

She kissed her very lightly.

Like a dragonfly touching the water, fleetingly passing by.

But the warmth of her breath lingered on that patch of skin as she spoke.

“You’re not ugly.”

Xie Shiwei softened her voice and gently comforted her, expressing the sincerity of the shock she felt inside:

“Sister Jiang looks beautiful no matter what. Even with the injuries, you are the most beautiful woman in the world.”