Chapter 396 Helping her buy girls' things
Seeing that the information online was increasingly unreliable, Murong Ting had no choice but to give in to reality. He sent An Jing a WeChat message: "[How can I relieve a girl's stomach ache?]"
Anjing quickly replied: [What? You and Xiaogege are having your third child so soon?]
Murong Ting took a deep breath and gritted his teeth, replying: 【It's my period!】
Anjing Youran understood: "Hey, please explain more clearly. Don't be shy. Actually, there's no particularly effective method. It's just brown sugar ginger water, a hot water bottle, or a small ibuprofen tablet. Do you have any of those things?"
I'll go take a look.
Murong Ting quickly walked to where the medicine box was placed.
After the house was built, he sent people over twice to replenish all the daily necessities he needed.
Open the bottom cabinet opposite the bed, and you'll find a delicate medicine box inside.
He flipped through the pages, frowned, and replied: "No."
The first-aid kit contained many commonly used cold and gastrointestinal medicines, as well as some for external injuries, but conspicuously, it lacked ibuprofen.
Anjing sent a sighing emoji: "Then try something like brown sugar water. If that doesn't work, you'll have to buy medicine."
"Okay, I understand."
Turn off his phone and turn back to look at Kong Wange.
Her face was pale, and she bit her lower lip slightly, remaining silent.
Murong Ting took a hot towel and wiped the sweat from her forehead, saying, "Wanwan, hang in there. I'll go to the kitchen and make you some brown sugar ginger water."
Kong Wange shrank back and mumbled an "Mmm".
Not long after, a pair of large hands suddenly reached into her bed, and then something warm was stuffed into her stomach.
Kong Wange was stunned for a moment, then opened her eyes groggily and saw Murong Ting sitting down next to her and saying softly, "There are no hot water bottles here, so I filled a mineral water bottle with some hot water and will see if it helps."
Kong Wange touched it and immediately felt his thoughtfulness. To prevent her from getting burned, he had specially wrapped a soft towel around it.
The comfortable temperature was transmitted to the lower abdomen, and then spread to the limbs and bones, as if melting all the sluggish ice inside.
Kong Wange finally felt a little better.
Murong Ting saw her relax like a kitten while hugging the thermos, and knew it was still effective. His tense body also relaxed a little.
He reached out and brushed a stray hair from her forehead, speaking gently, "Get up and drink the brown sugar ginger water. It's more effective when it's hot."
Kong Wange hummed in agreement.
Murong Ting scooped her up by the back, and she sat up with almost no effort from her.
He took a cushion and placed it behind her, then picked up the brown sugar water next to him, scooped out a spoonful, blew on it, and then brought it to her lips.
This was the first time Kong Wange had been taken care of so thoughtfully, and she felt inexplicably embarrassed.
Under the man's tender and affectionate gaze, she took a small sip.
The sugar water was at just the right temperature, slightly hot but still drinkable.
The spiciness of the old ginger rolled down her throat and into her stomach, working in two ways to expel the cold and quickly warm her body.
After drinking a bowl of ginger and brown sugar water, Murong Ting saw that her complexion had improved considerably and breathed a sigh of relief: "Are you feeling better?"
Kong Wange nodded: "Much more comfortable."
Murong Ting then helped her lie back down and tucked the blanket around her: "That's good, I'll go wash the dishes."
Just as he was about to leave, Kong Wange stopped him.
Murong Ting was taken aback: "What's wrong?"
Kong Wange coughed lightly, looked at him and whispered, "Murong Ting, I don't think I have enough sanitary napkins in my bag, I might have to trouble you..."
Murong Ting paused for two seconds, then quickly recovered and said before she could finish, "Okay, I'll go buy it now."
Kong Wange's cheeks flushed slightly, and she gave a soft "hmm," but then, remembering that this was the suburbs with no shops nearby and few streetlights, she added with concern, "Be careful on the road."
Murong Ting nodded and reassured her, "Don't worry, there's a convenience store less than two kilometers away. I can drive there and back very quickly."
Murong Ting said this and ran out.
Kong Wange stared blankly at his hurried departure, lost in thought for a moment.
Throughout her life, she has mostly been taking care of others, either patients or children, and she herself has hardly ever enjoyed being taken care of.
She had been sick twice while living abroad. The illnesses were not particularly difficult to treat, but the process was very difficult.
At that time, Chi Bao and Ran Bao were only a little over a year old. Yan Su was still in China. She was all alone, delirious with fever, but she could only get out of bed and brew the medicine herself.
The children cried and fussed at one point, and she was busy comforting them. But when she remembered, she found that the clay pot had burned, so she had to start all over again. This happened repeatedly, and in the end, she didn't get to drink the medicine and was completely exhausted.
At that time, she was convinced that Murong Ting was a heartless man and cursed him three thousand times.
It wasn't until I returned to China that I realized it was all because someone had sabotaged things.
Looking at his strong and powerful back, she felt like a long-time traveler finding a cabin to shelter from the cold wind. She had felt this warmth before, reflected on it, and finally mustered the courage to decide not to give up easily again.
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Murong Ting drove his car, following the direction he remembered, until he arrived at the convenience store.
It was late at night, and the boss was about to close up shop.
Seeing this, he hurried inside: "Boss, wait a moment, I need to buy something."
The shop owner, a middle-aged woman, saw that he was tall and handsome and immediately said happily, "Okay, young man, go ahead and buy it, no rush."
Murong Ting breathed a sigh of relief and went into the convenience store.
He wandered around furtively for a while before finally finding the shelf selling sanitary products. However, when he saw the shelf full of sanitary napkins, he realized that he had underestimated the situation.
Not only are there a wide variety of brands, but the types of products also vary greatly.
Daily use, extra long, nursing care, and even liquid and sanitary pads?
Murong Ting was completely overwhelmed. Standing in front of the shelves, his helplessness at this moment far surpassed that of his first time negotiating a deal worth over a billion.
He looked at them for a long time but couldn't make up his mind. In desperation, he sent a message to Kong Wange and asked, "Wanwan, which one should we buy?"
The message was sent, but I don't know if the other person was asleep or didn't check their phone; in any case, it went unanswered.
He was hesitating whether to call her—"Young man, what do you want to buy? Hurry up, you've been standing there like an idiot for ages!"
The boss's sudden urging startled Murong Ting, who was already feeling guilty, and he almost dropped his phone.
He hurriedly replied, "Oh, almost there, almost there."
After saying that, he didn't care about anything else and took all sorts of things.
When it came time to pay, the shop owner looked at the basket full of goods in front of him and asked in surprise, "You bought so much, are you sure you can use it all?"
"Hmm...take your time." Murong Ting blushed slightly, a rare occurrence for him.
The boss didn't say anything more, scanned the barcodes one by one, calculated the bill, and packed it up for him.
Murong Ting took the bag, feeling relieved, and immediately went outside.
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