Chapter 709
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Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97 Su Zhinian had been annoyed by the conversation between Song Qingchun and Song Menghwa. His heart softened when he saw how obedient she was. He could not help but turn around to look at her.
When Song Qingchun saw Su Zhinian's smile, her lips curved into a sweet smile. "If you don't believe me, I'll go ask the doctor later, but you really can't go out tonight. It's very cold, and the wind is strong. Your body won't be able to handle it …"
Su Zhinian nodded slightly. Even though he did not say anything, it made Song Qingchun's eyes warm. She moved the spoon to his lips, and he slowly opened his mouth to swallow the porridge.
Su Zhinian's reaction was like winning the lottery in Auntie Su's eyes.
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After finishing the porridge, Song Qingchun passed the bowl back to Auntie Su. She picked up the glass of water from the table and helped Su Zhinian rinse his mouth. Then she went to the bathroom to grab a warm towel to wipe his face and hands clean.
Su Zhinian's expression slowly calmed down after Song Qingchun's attentive service.
It was getting late, so Song Qingchun pulled the blanket over Su Zhinian. She told him softly that she was going to send Auntie Su back to the hotel and would return later.
After Su Zhinian nodded, Song Qingchun and Auntie Su left the room.
When Song Qingchun returned to the room, Su Zhinian was already asleep. Half of his body was exposed to the air. Song Qingchun tiptoed forward to switch off the room's main light and switched on the dim nightlight. Then, she carefully covered him with the blanket.
The room was quiet. Song Qingchun crawled beside the bed, and due to lack of sleep, she gradually drifted off.
However, she was not fast asleep. When she heard Su Zhinian's groan from pain, she woke up instantly. Then, Song Qingchun heard another groan. It came from Su Zhinian's throat. It was so soft that she could hear the sound of his teeth grinding against the pain.
Song Qingchun unconsciously switched on the light. Su Zhinian's face was pale, and his forehead was covered in sweat. His hands gripped the mattress tightly, and his whole body was shaking.
Song Qingchun remembered that when the nurse came to give Su Zhinian the injection, she had told her that the painkiller had been removed, so Su Zhinian might be in great pain when the wound started to hurt. Song Qingchun advised him not to rely on the injection.
Song Qingchun unconsciously reached out to touch Su Zhinian's forehead. She sighed in relief when she realized it was not a fever. She knew it was not because of the worsening of his condition but because of the pain from the wound.
Song Qingchun rushed into the bathroom to wet a towel with warm water. She came out to help Su Zhinian wipe the sweat off his forehead. When she saw how his body was curled up in pain, she could not help but say, "Shall I go get the nurse to give you an injection?"
Before Song Qingchun could get up, Su Zhinian grabbed her wrist.
Song Qingchun knew he was trying to stop her, so she had no choice but to follow his lead. She sat on the edge of the bed and patted his uninjured shoulder comfortingly.
However, her actions were completely useless. His lips were pale from the pain, and Song Qingchun's tears fell from her eyes. Ignoring his wishes, she reached out to press the call bell on the wall.
Su Zhinian's wrist tightened, and he pulled her down onto the bed. Due to the pain, his breathing was heavy.
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