Nina could sense through John's hoarse voice that it took all of his self-control to speak properly.

Nina didn't pay much attention to the injury on her arm. Instead, she moved closer to John and whispered into his ear, "It doesn't matter."

John's eyes darted towards her face. He swallowed thickly and his voice became hoarser.

"I don't want to hurt you," he said.

A soft smile formed in Nina's lips. She reluctantly got down from him and kissed his lips. "Honey, I love you."

John swallowed again, and his Adam's apple could be seen bobbing up and down.

Nina's words almost killed him.

As soon as he heard those magic words from Nina, John fell right into her palm.

"Honey, I love you too." His kiss was light and sweet.

The both of them stared into each other's eyes,

slowly savoring the moment.

John broke the kiss and placed a hand gently over Nina's cheek. The tingling feeling from his stubble made her smile.

"Honey, I have a good idea." John pulled Nina closer to him and she lay on top of his body.

"As long as you lead everything, I won't hurt you." John's eyes were filled with eagerness. The excitement in his voice told Nina that he couldn't wait any longer.

Nina's couldn't help but laugh and it was like music to his ears.

"So, let me do it!" A faint smile appeared on her fac

of concern. "Doctor, is there something wrong with him?"

"Rest assured, Mrs. Shi. It's nothing serious." He didn't have the heart to tell her that he needed to undergo an operation again.

John grabbed her hand and gently touched it with his lips. "Wait for me here."

Nina pursed her lips. The concern in her eyes couldn't be mistaken. "Okay."

While Nina was preoccupied, a nurse came in to change the bed sheets. There was blood on the bed sheets from John's injury, and the nurse deliberately hid them so that Nina wouldn't see.

Two hours had passed when John finally returned with Brian. After settling John on the bed, the doctor looked over to Nina. "Mrs. Shi, your husband isn't allowed to exercise for the next half month. Remember, it's half a month. He can't engage in any form of exercise under any circumstance."

Brian knew that it was useless to tell this to John, so he made sure to let his wife know.

It seemed that understanding had finally dawned upon Nina, and another blush crept on her cheeks. "I understand. No exercise for half a month."

John scowled and glared at the doctor.

From one week to half a month.

He might end up being a monk after half a month of no sex.

Henry couldn't help shaking his head and rubbing his forehead.

There was no one for John to blame but himself.