"I will try," the man's deep and delicious voice was right next to her vagina. It was very clear and accompanied by his body temperature, which made her suddenly want to cry.
He put his hands on her face and touched her randomly, "Does the wound hurt again? Do you want to take painkillers?" Yan Chenjing looked at her wound worriedly. She had to sew five stitches, but it didn't count.
It's a minor injury. Did the anesthesia wear off and it hurts?
"It doesn't hurt, it's okay, it's okay," Yu Xinduo shook his head, as long as you are here, I am not afraid of pain.
"Humph," Yan Chenjing snorted coldly, who had previously thought it was painful to give birth to a child.
Yu Xinduo just smiled, a little silly, and then she retracted her entire body into Yan Chenjing's arms.
"Honey, I'm cold..." She murmured softly. She might be really cold, because her face was slightly pale.
Yan Chenjing put his hands on her face and forehead. When he found that she had a fever, his expression became worried. He wanted to give her medicine, but her hands kept holding on to his clothes tightly.
"Be good, I'll get you some medicine. Just take it and you'll be fine."
But Yu Xinduo still tightened her clothes and refused to let go. Yan Chenjing had no choice but to call the servant. The servant took out antipyretic medicine and he fed her.
And she closed her eyes tightly, her eyelashes closing feebly, and her cheeks, which had always been pale, still didn't have much blood.
He caressed her little face with some distress, and suddenly sighed, "If I had known that you were such a troublesome woman, I really shouldn't have married you in the first place." I really don't know if he blamed himself or regretted it.
But now that he is married, no matter how troublesome it is, he can only admit it.
"Husband..." Yu Xinduo murmured softly again, seeming a little confused, maybe it was just her talking in her sleep.
"Yes," Yan Chenjing put his ear close to her mouth, trying to hear what she was saying.
"Husband, I'm afraid. I'm afraid I'll never see you again. I'm really scared." Her fingers unintentionally pulled up the clothes on his chest again, as if she would never let go.
Yan Chenjing gently lifted her arms, then leaned down and gently pressed her face against hers, "Don't worry, you will see me every day, and you will annoy me by hanging in front of me."
Yan Chenjing stood up from the desk, then walked to the bed and put his hand on her forehead. Fortunately, it was no longer hot and the fever had subsided. He carefully opened the quilt again and checked her.
After discovering that there was no blood oozing from the injury on his leg, he breathed a sigh of relief.
He was also afraid that this woman would move around and open the wound.
And the driver, he raised the corners of his lips and sneered, was his wife so easily injured? Even if this woman could make him angry to death sometimes, he had never touched a hair on her head.
He will protect women himself, but only he can bully and dislike his wife.
Yu Xinduo rubbed her eyes and then opened her eyes. When she found Yan Chenjing's face was solemn and filled with murderous intent, she stretched out her hand and put it on his face, "Husband, don't smile like that, it's so fake."