Song Mai's heart skipped a beat, and her face immediately flushed slightly.

"No, I've been asleep for a long time."

"Grandpa just called and asked you to call him when you have time. He's worried about you."

"Does Grandpa Chu know about this too?"

"Um."

"I see."

That night, Chu Xing didn't stay up as late as usual. To allow Song Mai to rest well, he finished his work early and turned off the lights.

He was exhausted these past few days. He couldn't sleep at night before, and now that she was awake, he felt incredibly tired.

Chu Xing unfolded the folding bed for accompanying patients next to her hospital bed, spread out the blankets, and lay down.

Song Mai took a nap in the afternoon, but now that it was actually bedtime, she couldn't fall asleep.

She opened her eyes and looked around aimlessly, wanting to grab the phone on the bedside table to play with for a while, but she was afraid that her movements would disturb Chu Xing, so she simply held back.

Just a short while later, she suddenly felt a slight bloating and pain in her lower abdomen, followed by a surge of heat.

Oh no!

Song Mai had a bad feeling. She had been unconscious for so long that she had forgotten that these were her menstrual periods.

Waves of pain made her face turn pale. Looking at the man who was already asleep on the cot, she slowly lifted the blanket with her uninjured hand, trying to get out of bed to go to the bathroom to take care of herself.

However, the wound on her shoulder had not healed, and the slightest movement caused it to ache as if it were being torn apart.

She dared not move again.

But she couldn't leave it untreated. She could only use her uninjured hand to support herself and barely manage to get out of bed. The pain from the wound made her groan involuntarily.

Chu Xing was awakened by her rustling sounds, which were still heavy with sleepiness.

"What's wrong?"

He reached out and turned on the light, then turned his head and was shocked to find that Song Mai had struggled to sit up, with half of her body off the bed.

Chu Xing immediately became more alert and hurriedly got out of bed to help her, not even having time to put on his shoes.

Are you feeling unwell anywhere?

Song Mai shook her head: "No."

The man breathed a sigh of relief: "What do you want to take?"

No, not exactly.

Song Mai bit her pale lips until they turned red, and hesitated for a long time before saying, "I need to go to the restroom."

Chu Xing pursed his lips and said nothing, then picked up Song Mai and carried her into the bathroom.

Song Mai's face was flushed as she sat on the toilet, looking at the man standing next to her with his hands on his hips.

Aren't you going out yet?

"Are you sure you can manage by yourself? Shall I go get a nurse to help you?"

Song Mai was too embarrassed to ask others to handle this kind of thing for her.

The man quickly walked out of the restroom and closed the door.

Song Mai then took off the pants of her hospital gown, and a bright red stain came into view, just as she had imagined.

[It's just like what I feared most; the more limited my mobility, the more these unspeakable things I have to say...]

If she were in Nandu, it would be fine; she could ask Lin Ran for help with any inconveniences. But here, it was just her and Chu Xing, which was incredibly awkward.

She checked carefully and found that her hospital gown was also slightly soaked. Song Mai looked up at the ceiling, feeling utterly helpless.

The man at the door waited a while but Song Mai didn't call him, so he called out to her anxiously.

"Are you done?"

Song Mai was fine while lying in the hospital bed, but now it felt like a meat grinder was inside her lower abdomen, causing her to break out in a cold sweat from the pain.

She spoke weakly, "Not...not yet..."

Hearing the pain in the woman's voice, Chu Xing immediately felt unsteady on his feet.

"Did you aggravate the wound? Should we call Ji Bai over?"

Song Mai quickly said, "No, no, no! It didn't aggravate the wound, it's okay."

However, she couldn't stay in the bathroom forever, so after thinking for a moment, she spoke with some difficulty.

"I might need your help with something."

"What?"

She gritted her teeth and said, "I'm on my period... Could you please go to the supermarket and buy me some sanitary napkins? And could you also ask the nurse for a clean hospital gown?"

Song Mai blurted out all these words at once, her face turning so red it looked like it was about to bleed.

The man at the door was silent for two seconds.

"Wait a moment, I'll be right back."

As Song Mai sat on the toilet, countless alpacas galloped through her mind.

She couldn't understand why she kept encountering such embarrassing situations.

Chu Xing acted quickly, and soon he returned and knocked on the bathroom door.

"Could you please open the door?"

"convenient."

He opened the door a crack, slipped a black plastic bag through the gap, and then slammed the door shut.

Song Mai opened the black plastic bag, inside which were dozens of packs of sanitary napkins of various brands.

She was exasperated; there was really no need to buy so much.

She casually pulled out a bag and noticed a piece of pale yellow fabric next to a pile of sanitary napkins; it looked somewhat familiar.

Song Mai picked it up and saw that it was none other than her panties.

Her face instantly turned red down to her neck.

For a moment, she didn't know whether to say he was considerate or to say something else.

After she finally managed to get through it, she was faced with a problem: he hadn't brought her a clean hospital gown, and she couldn't very well go out wearing these blood-stained pants.

Chu Xing knocked on the door again.

"I'll go out first, and a nurse will come to help you change your clothes later."

He had thought it through carefully, and sure enough, a young nurse came in a short while later, carrying a brand new set of hospital gowns.

The young nurse looked to be in her early twenties, but she was very efficient.

“Your husband asked me to help you wipe yourself down. He said you were sweating a lot and it would be uncomfortable to just change your clothes.”

Hearing this, Song Mai felt a warmth in her heart, and a smile appeared in her eyes.

He even thought of this; his mind is incredibly meticulous.

She hadn't taken a bath during the many days she had been unconscious. Now that she was awake, she was covered in sweat and felt incredibly sticky and uncomfortable all over.

Her wound couldn't get wet, so the nurse gently wiped it with a towel dampened with warm water.

After wiping herself down, Song Mai immediately felt a lightness in her body, as if she had been reborn.

The nurse changed the sheets that had been stained by her before leaving.

Chu Xing quickly entered and walked towards the woman standing in the restroom.

Song Mai saw that he was still a little embarrassed, but the man's expression was normal. He picked her up by the waist and strode towards the hospital bed.

She was so light, as light as a piece of paper, that he could hardly feel her weight.

Song Mai was placed on the bed, and the man considerately covered her with the blanket.

Feeling the softness of the blanket, Song Mai couldn't help but rub her face against the back of the blanket, looking just like a little kitten.

A steaming cup of tea was handed to her.

"Drink it."

Song Mai took it, took a sip, and a sweet taste spread across her tongue, filling her mouth with sweetness.