The ligation operation did not take very long. From the time he entered the operating room to the time he was pushed out of the operating room, it only took an hour and a half.
When Song Kexia heard the nurse calling her name, she immediately stood up and walked over.
Seeing Qin Muye lying on the hospital bed with a pale face, she asked worriedly, "How are you? Are you okay?"
Qin Muye shook his head. "I'm fine, don't worry."
The nurse pushed the man into the ward, gave him some instructions, and left.
Song Kexia sat beside the bed and asked him, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Although sterilization is a minor operation, it involves surgery after all, so he certainly doesn't feel comfortable now.
But he was afraid that Song Kexia would worry, so he smiled and said, "I don't feel any discomfort. I will be discharged in two days."
"Then I'll take some time off to accompany you."
Qin Muye felt that Song Kexia didn't need to ask for leave, but Song Kexia insisted, so he let her go.
He recovered well, and on the third day after the operation, the doctor saw that there was nothing wrong and discharged him from the hospital.
When he got home, Song Kexia kept a close eye on him, and the most serious thing she did was not let him take a shower.
If she didn't have to go to class, she would have wanted to stare at him twenty-four hours a day.
Qin Muye was very helpless. "It's just a small cut. You don't have to stare at me so closely."
"That won't do. You're a patient now. I have to take care of you."
"Not letting me take a shower, what kind of logic is that?"
"Don't let your wound get wet. If your wound gets wet, it won't be conducive to recovery."
Song Kexia raised her chin slightly, "Why, do you want to disobey the doctor's orders?"
Her face was full of seriousness, as if to say, "Don't even think about it, I'm watching you."
Qin Muye smiled and said, "I can not take a shower, but you have to let me wipe my body.
It’s hot now, and I can’t sleep without rubbing my body.”
Song Kexia thought about it and agreed.
"Can."
"Help me wipe myself."
Song Kexia's face was burning hot. "Don't even think about it."
"I'm just having trouble moving and I wanted your help. What are you thinking about? Why is your face so red?"
Song Kexia glared at him with a red face, and he better not think of anything.
"Don't worry, I can't do anything right now."
Song Kexia looked at him doubtfully, and Qin Muye continued, "When you are in confinement, I am happy to help you wipe your body.
Why are you unwilling to take care of me when it's my turn to be taken care of?"
Song Kexia pursed her lips and said, "I didn't say I wouldn't take care of you."
"Go get some water and help me wipe myself, and I'll trust you."
Song Kexia glanced at him and then turned to fetch water.
When she came out with the hot water, she saw Qin Muye unbuttoning his clothes.
His bony fingers unbuttoned the buttons one by one, and his movements seemed to be in slow motion. He made ordinary movements look very sexy.
He used to like unbuttoning his shirt like this when they were intimate.
Realizing what she was thinking, the temperature on Song Kexia's cheeks rose rapidly.
She quickly shook off the inappropriate thoughts and walked forward, "I've brought you some water."
Qin Muye raised his eyebrows slightly, "Didn't we just agree that you would wipe me off?"
"I didn't tell you."
"I'm having trouble moving right now, and you're not even willing to take care of me?"
Why is he unable to move? Today he was holding the child and having fun. Why didn't he tell others that he was unable to move at that time?
Seeing that she was standing still, Qin Muye said, "You promised me that you would take care of me, wife, but you are not keeping your word."
"I never go back on my word."
"You're not keeping your word now."
Song Kexia pouted, wrung out the towel, and wiped his body.
He has a really good figure, with strong arm muscles, developed chest muscles, and a tight abdomen...
The further Song Kexia wiped, the hotter her cheeks became.
She had touched his body many times in the past when she was passionate about him, but she had never looked at it carefully, inch by inch, like she did today.
The towel brushed across his body, just like her hands caressing his skin one by one.
Song Kexia felt a little tortured, and it was even more torturous for Qin Muye.
He overestimated his own determination.
When Song Kexia finally helped him wipe his body, he was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard Qin Muye say, "There's still some place left to wipe."
Song Kexia was almost choked by that breath.
She looked at Qin Muye in shock. He wanted her to wipe that place too?
"Your hand isn't injured."
"Wife, don't you feel bad that I just had surgery?"
Even if I feel sorry for him, I can't do that.
"I won't do that."
Finally, after Qin Muye's repeated requests, Song Kexia finally listened to him.
When she took the water to the bathroom, she saw her cheeks flushed in the mirror.
She took a few deep breaths and waited until she calmed down before walking out of the bathroom.
Qin Muye was leaning against the headboard at this moment. Seeing her come out, he joked, "You took so long to come out. I thought you fell into the toilet."
"You're the one who fell into the toilet."
Song Kexia pretended nothing had happened and lay on the bed. Qin Muye turned off the lights and leaned over.
"It's hot, don't get so close."
Qin Muye was unhappy, and he hugged her into his arms and bit her shoulder, "You dislike me."
Being under someone else's roof, Song Kexia had no choice but to bow her head and show weakness temporarily. "No, I don't dislike you."
"Wife, how about we buy a car?"
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