Villain, Let Me Touch You! - Chapter 3
A three-line supporting character. I became Rienna Harris.
The genius doctor Rienna became Helios’s personal physician. Helios believed Rienna to be an incompetent woman and refused treatment. He watched her for a week, then killed her, calling her useless.
On the morning of the 5th day after transmigration, I finally remembered the perfect description of Rienna. However, there was nothing helpful in those memories. Life is simple. Those were the only thoughts I had.
“Why are you here again?”
I blinked at the chilly voice and looked up. Helios stood tall like a mountain, glaring at me.
“Uh… what business does Your Highness have in my chambers…”
“I thought the Empress sent a madwoman, but it seems she sent a fool. Does this look like a room to you?”
“If it’s not a room…”
I looked around. The place I had been lying in was the hallway in front of Helios’s bedroom.
No wonder my butt and back hurt. I must have fallen asleep in the hallway.
Last night, upon hearing the news that Helios was running a high fever, I prepared antipyretic medicine and came to help, but was turned away at his door. It was urgent to bring down his fever, so I pleaded for him to take just one. However, Helios’s door remained resolutely shut.
I waited in the hallway for his door to open, and inadvertently ended up sleeping there. Not by choice, not by leaving, but something like that.
“I’m sorry, Your Highness. How are you feeling now? Let me take your temperature once.” I scrambled to my feet, patting my hands on my skirt, reaching out towards his forehead, but he was much faster than me.
Thud.
A chilling crack resounded. His hand moved swiftly and my own hand, now red and burning, was already stinging as I looked down.
“You touch me, and I’ll cut off your hand.”
I silently stared at my reddened hand. I’ve been his doctor for five days now. If things continued like this, in two days, I would be called before the Empress for failing to properly treat Helios, sentenced to death.
It wasn’t because I couldn’t properly cure him, but because I couldn’t properly spy on him.
The Empress wanted me to win Helios’s favor and spy on him.
But there’s no way I’d do that, not after transmigrating!
Helios was my favorite character. I would never betray him. He had to believe me.
“What’s with those insolent eyes? Are you insane?” Helios raised an eyebrow, and an instant chill swept through the air.
He’ll never trust me.
If I was going to die anyway, I wanted to do my best for my favorite character, even if it was just for two days.
I steeled myself. Might as well seem crazy since he already called insane.
“Go ahead, cut it off.”
I firmly grabbed Helios by the wrist. When he tilted his head in surprise and looked at my grip, I coldly placed my hand on his forehead.
“You want me to cut off your hand…!” Angered, he jerked back.
Having already served my purpose of checking his fever, I let him walk away.
“Your fever’s down. But I don’t think you took the medicine I gave you…”
The medicine bottle remained on the tray next to where I had been lying.
He was in so much pain he lost consciousness, yet the fever went down without him taking the medicine?
Something wasn’t right. But I couldn’t bring myself to ask how he got better.
“Hey, don’t show up in front of me again. I don’t know what I’ll do if I run into you next time.”
“I can’t possibly do that!”
“What?”
“I have to see Your Highness if I’m to find a cure. I can’t just leave.” I slumped down in the hallway. The impact caused a sharp pain to shoot up my tailbone.
“Do you have two lives?” Helios asked, sounding incredulous.
He couldn’t be serious, could he? Staring blankly at Helios, I burst into a hollow laughter. His gaze was intensely serious. So serious it felt like he could breathe fire. Looking at those eyes, I suddenly felt as if I might catch a fever myself, so I let out a forced cough.
“Ahem, there’s no one in the world who has two lives. Anyway, if I can’t treat Your Highness, I’ll be sentenced to death. Whether it’s this way or that way, I’m going to die, so I want to try everything I can think of.”
When facing impending death, people often become brave. I pressed my back against the hallway wall and sat down firmly.
He was glaring at me so fiercely that I felt like my eyebrows might singe. Should I ask him to go inside since his leg must be hurting?
“Your Highness…”
“What exactly do you want?” Helios questioned me.
I sprang up from my spot. “I want to heal you, Your Highness. I want to save you. I want to do it so badly. I just want to diagnose you properly just once. I want Your Highness to take the medicine I prepared and get better.”
I poured out my words as if I had been waiting to say them. Helios’s brow furrowed even deeper.
“That’s not going to happen.”
Why did he ask when he wasn’t going to listen? Though I felt hurt, I decided to give him credit for asking.
I sank back down on the hallway floor, my gaze fixed on the wall in front of me, unmoving.
With a bang, the door slammed shut and a gust of wind blew in. Quite a temper. Good-looking, though, so he gets away with it.
I glanced around and fidgeted slightly, trying to find a more comfortable position. From now on, it’s all about waiting. Patience is bitter, but its fruit is sweet. But what if the fruit I’m waiting for turns out to be a sour grape? Let it be a sweet peach, please.
The hallway was deserted because of Helios’s hypersensitivity when he’s in pain. If there had been a guard, they might have dragged me away even before Helios gave the order. I was really lucky.
He might have just beheaded me instead of just cutting off my hand.
Ugh, my body unconsciously shuddered, and I absentmindedly rubbed my neck.
“Hey, you.”
Startled by the sudden call, I lifted my head. Helios was rubbing his temples and letting out a sigh. I swallowed an involuntary gasp.
