"Uncle, my mom's reexamination results are not very good. I'm so scared."
Jun Mohan frowned, as if struck by a bolt from the blue. She was in pain and he was in pain too.
It's not like he had never seen cancer patients relapse shortly after surgery, but Lin Haiyan's case was too fast, just over a month, which was indeed very special.
After paying so much, I thought there would be good results, but I never thought...
Not to mention Wen Xin, even he couldn't accept it. Seeing her shaking all the time, Jun Mohan had to comfort her, "It's okay. If it doesn't work, we can go abroad to invite experts. I'm here."
"Don't be afraid, I will always be with you."
His words were like a reassurance, making Wen Nuan's fragile heart seem to have found a little support.
Looking up, his eyes were filled with tears. Looking at her delicate face, Jun Mohan raised his hand to wipe away her tears. "Let's go see mom, and then go home."
"good."
Arriving at the ward, Jun Mohan chatted with Lin Haiyan for a long time before leaving.
Wen Xin didn't say a word along the way. She sat alone in the back seat of the car, opened the window and enjoyed the breeze.
It seemed like she had never had any luck since she could remember, until she met Jun Mohan, when she became luckier and even found her younger brother.
She thought such happiness would last for a long time, but she never expected it to be just a flash in the pan.
Her mother is her only wish at this moment.
Because she was physically and mentally exhausted, she didn't care about Xiao Han's family affairs.
Knowing that she was upset, Jun Mohan didn't say anything and tried to give her time to think.
Passing by an ice cream wholesale supermarket, Wen Xin suddenly spoke.
"Uncle, please pull over and stop the car."
"What's wrong?"
"I want to eat ice cream."
After the car stopped, Wen Xin got out of the car holding a 100-yuan bill. When she came out again, she was holding a small box of ice creams and two ice creams in her hands.
"Do you want to eat?"
Jun Mohan was stunned, "Why buy so much?"
"Ice cream can heal you when you're upset," she said as she put the box of ice cream on the seat and handed one to Jun Mohan.
Jun Mohan frowned and said calmly, "I won't eat it, so you should eat less too. It's cold in nature and not good for you women."
"good."
After she finished speaking, Wen Xin looked out the window while eating ice cream and her eyes suddenly turned red for some reason.
Jun Mohan took a deep breath.
The two returned home one after the other. The dog at home greeted them happily at the door, staring at the box that Jun Mohan was holding.
"Go away, you can't eat this."
"Awooo," the little rabbit stood aside with his head hung.
Wen Xin picked it up and sat down on the balcony, rubbing its smooth white fur lovingly with her hands.
I had dinner and took a shower.
After coming out of the bathroom, Wen Xin felt dizzy, her throat felt like it was stabbed with a knife, and her stomach hurt too. She yawned listlessly and prepared to go back to her room to sleep.
Jun Mohan came out after the video conference. "You don't look well. Are you feeling unwell?"
"No, I probably ate too much ice cream and my stomach hurts a little."
"I'll make you some ginger soup. Remember to blow dry your hair."
Wen Xin shook her head. "No need to cook. I can't drink it. I'm so sleepy."
Seeing her about to step into the room, Jun Mohan still followed her in with a hair dryer out of concern.
"Uncle, you..."
"Come here, I'll help you blow dry your hair."
Before Wen Xin could say anything, he walked over and pulled her to sit on the dressing table. He turned on the hair dryer and ran his fingers through her hair. Wen Xin closed her eyes tiredly.
Late at night, Wen Xin was awakened by the pain. Her whole body felt as if it was torn apart, and her stomach was also in pain. She struggled to go to the bathroom, only to find that she had her period.
After calculating the time, she found that her period was still more than ten days away. She didn't expect it to be so early, so she couldn't buy anything for her period.
Finished.
Wen Xin pulled her hair in annoyance.
Just then, Jun Mohan, who had been listening to the noise, came out and knocked on the door.
"Wen Xin, you've been in there for an hour. Did something happen?"
Wen Xin hesitated to speak, "That uncle, I..."
This is hard to say.
"I'm on my period, so I don't have that."
Jun Mohan understood immediately, "Is there no one left at home?"
"Yeah! It's half a month earlier. I haven't had time to buy it yet."
"Wait, I'll buy it for you."
He took his coat and put it on, then put on his shoes and went out.
It was exactly 1:40 in the morning. Jun Mohan rode his cozy electric bike to visit all the supermarkets nearby, but didn't see any open. His teeth were chattering with cold.
In the end, he had no choice but to call Mrs. Jun for help.
"Oh my! Grandson, why are you not sleeping in the middle of the night?"
"Grandma, Wen Xin is here..."
"What's coming?"
"Yes, it's my period, the one you women have every month. There are no sanitary pads at home. I came down to buy one but the family closed the door. What should I do? She's still waiting at home."
Old Madam Jun said with a smile: "Oh! Grandson, you are good. You know how to care for your wife and help her with things."
"Grandma, do you have any ideas? If not, I'll hang up."
"Yes! In the past, our generation didn't have this thing, so we made one out of cloth. Why don't you go back and sew one for her to use for the night? Your mom has gone through menopause. Your sister isn't at home, and even if she's usually in her own apartment, you won't be able to find her things."
Jun Mohan's face darkened, "Grandma, how can I do this?"
"How stupid! Why don't you use Baidu to check how we did it in our time?"
"Oh!" Jun Mohan scratched his head, then hung up the phone and prepared to go home and do it himself.
At the same time, Old Madam Jun went to Jun Morou's room. Looking at her box of sanitary napkins, she couldn't help but smile, "I won't give you any even if I have them. I want you to make them for Wen Xin yourself."
Forty minutes later, Jun Mohan knocked on the warm door with the things he had sewn.
"Is it impossible to buy it, uncle?"
Jun Mohan awkwardly clenched his fist and put it to his lips, "Yes, I ran away and all the places were closed. No one opened the door when I knocked, so I made one for you."
"Do?"
Wen Xin was surprised and went to the bathroom door and opened it a crack. She saw a white thing similar to her period stuffed in. It was very thick. She said awkwardly, "Uncle, are you sure this is okay?"
"Don't worry! I looked it up on Baidu, and my grandmother also said that they didn't have that kind of stuff at that time, so they used this as a substitute, and it's also environmentally friendly and can be used again after washing."
"Don't worry, this is cut from a new shirt I bought a while ago. I've washed it but never worn it before."
Listening to his words, Wen Xin swallowed hard and decided to just deal with it for now.
He took the cotton cloth and closed the bathroom door, then studied the thing carefully for a long time. It must be said that Jun Mohan's sewing skills are quite good.
Thinking of a grown man sewing something like this, Wen Xin laughed for no reason.
Jun Mohan, who was outside the door, blushed so much that he was afraid that she would come out and feel embarrassed, so he immediately went back to his room.
With this thing, Wen Xin slept comfortably in the second half of the night.
When she got up the next day, Jun Mohan was not at home. Pork rib soup was still cooking in the kitchen, and the smell filled the whole house. She got dressed and went to the supermarket downstairs to buy sanitary pads.
After Jun Mohan finished his morning exercise, he went to the supermarket. Looking at the dazzling array of sanitary napkins in the supermarket, he couldn't help but frowned. He looked around and saw that there was no one there. He quickly threw a pack of each type of sanitary napkin in and took all the night and day uses.
For fear of embarrassment, he even threw his coat in to cover it.
When paying the bill, he glanced around and urged, "Hello! Please hurry up."
The cashier looked at the dozens of packs of sanitary napkins and said with a smile, "No, sir, you can use so many? This is more than a year's supply."
"It's okay to use it all up, but I don't know what my wife likes to use, so I bought some anyway."
"Sir, you are so good to your wife. I envy her so much."
Jun Mohan smiled awkwardly.
After paying the bill, Jun Mohan packed three big bags and went home stealthily, attracting a lot of people's attention.
As soon as Jun Mohan arrived at the door of his house, he met Wen Xin who was dressed neatly. The two bumped into each other and looked at each other.
"Uncle, are you back?"
"right."
"You went to the supermarket so early. Why did you buy so much?"
Wen Xin opened the bag and Jun Mohan said awkwardly, "Come in first, or we'll be seen by the neighbor lady."
"Oh, okay."
Helping him carry it in, Wen Xin finally saw the things in Jun Mo Han's bag. "Oh my God, uncle, are you crazy? Why did you buy so much?"
"I don't know what brand you want to use, so I just took a pack of the same. I took all the night and day pads. You can pick the ones you like."
Wen Xin said this, but her heart was as sweet as honey. She smiled and said, "You are thoughtful. You made sanitary pads and bought them. You said the one you made was pretty good. There was no leakage."
"I really doubt if this is your first time doing this?"
Her words made Jun Mohan swallow his saliva, feeling embarrassed and ashamed.
"Well, I'll go make breakfast."
Seeing him running very fast, Wen Xin smiled and said, "Uncle, you are so cute when you are shy. I love you so much."
At this moment, Wen Xin's cell phone rang at the right time. She picked it up with a smile, "Grandma."
"Warm! Did Mo Han make sanitary pads for you last night?"
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