He Shaochuan returned home quickly. He took some toilet paper and walked into the room.

Ning He heard the noise, endured the pain, opened her eyes and looked at He Shaochuan. Her gaze moved down and fell on He Shaochuan's hand. The sanitary belt that was originally in her hand was gone!

Ning He was slightly surprised, she asked: "Where did you go just now?"

He Shaochuan did not answer Ning He's question, but asked her: "Does your stomach still hurt?"

In fact, he didn't even need to ask. When he glanced at her cracked and white lips, he knew she was still in pain.

He Shaochuan walked to the closet and took out a set of dry and loose clothes.

Walking up to Ning He, he gave the clothes to Ning He, then reached into his pocket and took out the sanitary belt and some toilet paper.

"Sit and wait for a moment. I'll go get you a basin of hot water to wash."

Ning He was about to speak when the man strode out the door.

A few minutes later, He Shaochuan came back with a basin of hot water and placed it in front of Ning He.

He walked forward and reached out to help Ning He take off her clothes. When the man's hand fell on the thin quilt, Ning He grabbed it.

He Shaochuan looked at her in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Ning He cleared his throat and said, "I can do it myself."

He Shaochuan glanced at her face and saw that it had turned from pale at first to red now.

Knowing that she was embarrassed, He Shaochuan did not force her.

He brought a small stool for Qianlin to sit on and placed it in front of Ninghe, then placed the basin of water on the stool.

This makes it easier for Ninghe to clean without having to bend over.

"The towel is in the basin. Go ahead and get the water. Call me when it gets cold and I'll heat it up."

Ning He nodded.

He Shaochuan did not leave the room. Instead, he changed the soiled bed sheets with his back to her, then turned around and left the room. When he left the room, he considerately closed the door.

Ning He breathed a sigh of relief. It was so embarrassing tonight!

Fortunately, He Shaochuan didn't say anything and was considerate enough to help her take care of everything.

Ning He changed her soiled clothes as quickly as possible. After washing the blood off her body, she reached for the sanitary belt.

Unexpectedly, He Shaochuan was so considerate as to put toilet paper in the place for her.

Her little face turned red, and she put on the sanitary belt using the technique of changing a baby's diaper.

She had just finished getting dressed when there was a knock at the door.

The man's gentle voice came through the door: "Have you changed?"

"Yeah," Ning He responded softly.

Then the door was pushed open, and Ning He saw He Shaochuan walking towards him with an enamel cup in his hand.

He put the cup on the table and handed her the spoon in his hand: "Brown sugar and eggs, eat them and your stomachache will go away."

Ning He looked at the dark soup in the enamel cup, with wolfberries and red dates floating on top. Wisps of white smoke floated on the enamel cup, bringing with it the aroma of brown sugar and eggs.

Her stomach was growling uncontrollably.

Ning He took the spoon and looked at He Shaochuan: "How do you know that eating this will stop the stomachache?"

"Sister Zhao said so." He Shaochuan did not hide it.

Ning He stared at him blankly: "Did you go to ask Sister Zhao Lan just now?"

"Yeah." He Shaochuan didn't say much. He bent down and picked up the basin full of blood.

Ning He tried to stop him: "I can do this myself..."

He Shaochuan turned around and left the room with the basin of water, not giving Ning He any chance to refuse.

Ning He was very docile. Although in her previous life, she had a terminal illness and could not even get out of bed, and had to eat, drink, defecate and urinate in bed, Ning He had a strong self-esteem and did not want to wear adult diapers, so her mother often helped her to take care of her excrement and urine.

But that was her mother, and Ning He didn't feel uncomfortable except for gratitude and guilt.

But He Shaochuan was different. He was a man, even though he was her husband in name only. Even though they had only had close contact once, they had only been together for a few days. How could she let him go out with her own menstrual blood...

Ning He didn't dare to think about it anymore. The more she thought about it, the more she would die.

It’s better to eat brown sugar eggs. The world is big, but the biggest thing is food!

She reached into the enamel cup with a spoon and scooped out the round, white poached egg.

I opened my mouth and took a gentle bite. The smooth and tender egg floated in my mouth. The orange yolk in the bitten poached egg was like quicksand. It tasted very good, not choking, and had no fishy smell. Instead, it had the sweetness of brown sugar blended into the egg.

Ning He couldn't help licking the corner of his mouth, and finished the fried egg in just a few bites, then drank the brown sugar water spoonful by spoonful.

When He Shaochuan came back, he was still holding the basin of water in his hand. He placed the basin at Ning He's feet.

Reaching out and holding her calf, Ning He guessed something and wanted to take his foot back.

But she was very weak, and a woman's strength was no match for a man's.

"Don't move. Soak your feet for a while and your stomachache will go away."

He held Ning He's feet and gently placed them in the basin of water.

In an instant, a warm current wrapped around my feet, just as He Shaochuan said.

Miraculously, my stomach pain has gone away!

He Shaochuan looked up at Ning He and told her, "Just soak for a while. When the water gets cold, I'll help you wipe it."

Ning He nodded and obediently enjoyed the comfortable foot soaking process.

He Shaochuan was not idle either. He had just changed the sheets and was now going to put on new ones, otherwise he would have no place to sleep tonight.

Ning He soaked her feet while watching the man change the sheets with enjoyment.

With a lift, a shake, and a press of the hand, the sheet was neatly spread on the bed.

He moved quickly and efficiently. In just a few minutes, the bed sheets, quilt and even pillowcases were replaced with brand new ones.

After everything was done, a layer of water shone on the man's strong muscles, and the white tank top he was wearing was soaked.

The moment He Shaochuan turned around, Ning He cleared his throat unconsciously.

Not only his back, but also his front was wet. What's worse, the vest he was wearing was white. After being soaked by sweat, his well-defined abdominal muscles and pectoral muscles were clearly visible under the white vest.

Ning He turned his head and silently looked away.

He Shaochuan didn't notice anything unusual about Ning He. He walked forward, squatted in front of Ning He, and reached out to check the water temperature.

The water, which was originally hot, has now become warm.

He stood up and walked out again. Ning He didn't ask him this time, but looked at the door. He Shaochuan came back soon, holding a dry towel in his hand.

He squatted in front of Ning He again, put the dry towel on his thighs, reached out to take Ning He's feet out, placed them on his thighs, and let her step on them.

Ning He observed He Shaochuan's careful actions. Her feet were on the man's thighs. Instead of objecting, he considerately wiped the moisture off her feet with a dry towel.

This feeling is like being treated as a treasure and held in the palm of someone's hand.

Ning He felt as if she had returned to her previous life when she was well cared for.