"Stomachache?"
Wen Mo gave a strange look. He had never heard of a fever causing stomach pain. Body aches and weakness in the limbs were more common. Stomach pain must be due to something else.
Seeing that she had covered her lower abdomen tightly, her previously dazed eyes seemed to have become much clearer due to the pain.
“I think I understand…” Wen Mo’s mind flashed, and in a panic, he helped Xia Lian up and led her slowly to the bathroom door.
Thinking about it carefully, it makes sense. The two of them have been living together for almost a month, and it seems like it's about time that her period started.
"Sit here for a while... Do you have sanitary napkins? If so, I'll go to your room and get them for you." After closing the toilet seat, so that Xia Lian could sit for a while, Wen Mo leaned down and asked softly.
Xia Lian lowered her head, her breathing becoming much more rapid than usual. After a moment, she managed to utter a few words, "In...the drawer..."
After saying that, Wen Mo got up and quickly went to Xia Lian's room. He searched carefully in the drawers of the wardrobe until he finally found a pack of Seven Degrees Space in a corner.
There wasn't much left in the packaging bag; only two packets remained.
"I remember it would take several days, how can this be enough?" Wen Mo frowned as he held the Seven Degrees Space, but he didn't waste any time and immediately ran back to the bathroom.
If it's not enough, we can just buy more. We'll go out sometime later.
After handing the sanitary napkin to Xia Lian, Wen Mo left the bathroom, peeking his head out from the doorway. "Go ahead and change. Let me know when you're done." He then quietly closed the door.
She is very weak right now, with a fever and her period. Her head feels like it's filled with mush, and her face is sometimes pale and sometimes flushed. But thankfully, it's just a low-grade fever.
Leaning against the door, Wen Mo let out a breath. He was very worried about Xia Lian's condition, and at the same time, he muttered to himself thoughtfully, "So she gets stomach cramps when she has her period."
I need to be more careful in the future.
Just then, the sound of a package being torn came from inside. Wen Mo paused for a few seconds and moved from the bathroom door to the living room, otherwise he felt like he was eavesdropping.
Holding his forehead, before Wen Mo could even sit down and rest for a while, the hot water in the kitchen was ready.
He opened the kettle lid, waited for it to cool down to lukewarm before drinking, and also needed a towel, as he would have to make sure the lunch he prepared was light.
The man was dizzy and confused, and the more worried he became, the more flustered he became, until a soft call came from the bathroom.
"Wenmo..."
Upon hearing this, Wen Mo put down what he was doing, strode to the bathroom door, and placed his hand on the doorknob. "You're all changed, right? I'll open the door then?"
After receiving a reply, he pushed open the door. The girl was still sitting on the toilet, but her expression was much more relaxed than before.
Xia Lian looked up, her lifeless eyes revealing no emotion. She then subconsciously grabbed his arm, her brows and eyes filled with sickness, and she looked extremely weak.
After hesitating for a moment, Wen Mo supported her waist with one hand and placed the other on her shoulder, carefully leading her into the room. "Are you feeling any better now?"
Xia Lian was much more awake now, her eyes were no longer as blurry as before, and her already expressionless face looked even more indifferent.
"Stomachache……"
"I see." Wen Mo frowned slightly, thinking carefully about whether there was any way to alleviate the situation.
Many thoughts flashed through my mind. I've always heard that drinking brown sugar water during menstruation can make you feel better, so maybe I can cook a pot of it later.
However, the most urgent task was to take care of Xia Lian. After helping her to bed, Wen Mo gave her a few instructions and left the bedroom, bringing a basin from the bathroom.
After the boiling water had cooled down a while, Wenmo tested the temperature and, seeing that it wasn't too hot anymore, poured some warm water into the basin.
A towel was already placed nearby for use. Gently dampen the towel, wring it out, and Wenmo carefully helped wipe the sweat from Wenmo's forehead and neck.
"Wen Mo..." Xia Lian murmured, reaching out to tug at his sleeve, her eyes regaining some energy.
"What's wrong?"
Wen Mo wet the towel again, wrung it out, and looked back at Xia Lian, only to see Xia Lian slowly sit up and turn around.
Suddenly, her beautiful nape and slender back were revealed, causing Wenmo to subconsciously shrink her head back a little.
"I also want to wipe my back... it's sticky..." she said weakly, her small face lacking energy, but she tried her best to straighten her back.
Wen Mo stopped what he was doing, a hint of hesitation appearing between his brows.
this……
However, he didn't hesitate for more than a few seconds. Now was not the time to be shy. Thinking of this, he held his breath and nervously pulled the girl's clothes up a little.
The sight of her fair back made his eyes sting. Wen Mo quickly looked away, took a deep breath to relax, and then gently wiped her back with a towel in his other hand.
Xia Lian trembled slightly when she pulled open her clothes, but she didn't say anything. Feeling the furry touch on her back, she felt a tingling, electric-like sensation on her skin.
Perhaps because of a fever, or perhaps because she hadn't woken up properly in the morning, the girl's head was spinning. She glanced back at Wen Mo, who was helping her wipe her head, only to find that he had already closed his eyes and even turned his face away.
As the towel continued to dry higher up the towel, Wenmo touched something that felt strange and hard. Because his eyes were closed, he didn't know what he was touching, so he subconsciously asked, "What is this?"
The girl's pretty face showed no reaction; she didn't stop Wen Mo's hand, but simply turned her head to look at him silently, her tone flat:
"That's... a button..."
...
After a few seconds of stunned silence, Wen Mo finally released the towel, waving her hands frantically, "Oh, oh, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to touch you..."
"Why do you need to apologize?" Xia Lian turned around, tilted her head slightly, and asked, a hint of doubt showing on her beautiful face. "If it's Wen Mo, then it's okay to touch him."
"It's not a question of whether it's possible or not, it's...uh..."
Wen Mo wanted to explain, but after struggling for a long time, he couldn't come up with anything useful. In the end, he finished wiping the girl's back and left awkwardly, looking extremely embarrassed.
When he returned, Xia Lian had already obediently lay back on the bed, and felt much better after wiping her body.
Wenmo tiptoed back to the room, carrying a glass of boiled water. Patients tend to sweat a lot when they have a fever, so it's important to replenish their fluids promptly.
"Wenmo".
"We'll drink this water later, it's too hot now." Wen Mo gently blew on it twice and put the water on the bedside table. "I'll stay with you today, let's rest."
Wen Mo smiled and leaned over the edge of the bed, his gentle tone relaxing the girl's dizzy mind.
"You can take a nap."
As if his voice had a magical power, Xia Lian's breathing gradually became even, and she felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier.
"Um……"
A few seconds later, accompanied by a drowsy and dull feeling, the girl's tired and powerless body began to fall asleep.
Compared to her usual cold and aloof face, the girl seemed warmer at this moment, well... in a physical sense.
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