Strange in public! Trying to conceive in private! Pampered and kissed every night.

His wife's soft body pressed against his chest, her unique, faint fragrance wafting onto his face, making the smell of disinfectant in the room suddenly seem less unpleasant.

Qin Yuhe raised his arm and hugged her, burying his face in her neck, their warm body temperatures mingling and flowing together.

"I'm still alive, don't rush to mourn."

"Don't say such unlucky things, ptooey ptooey ptooey ptooey."

Song Xinya straightened up and patted his shoulder.

Qin Yuhe fell backward: "You're hurting me."

Song Xinya immediately became nervous: "I'm sorry, I really didn't use enough force just now. Oh dear, I forgot you're a patient. I shouldn't have taken your picture."

Qin Yuhe smiled and said, "I was just kidding you."

Song Xinya: "You..."

"fine."

His teasing moment stopped Song Xinya from crying and made her mood brighten.

She looked at his face; it had regained its color and was no longer as pale and fragile as before.

His eyebrows and eyes were deep-set, and his gaze was clear; he didn't look like he had just woken up.

Song Xinya: "How long have you been awake?"

Qin Yuhe: "It's been a while."

To be precise, he had been awake for an hour.

Song Xinya: "Why didn't you wake me up when you were awake?"

Qin Yuhe: "You look very tired, I want you to sleep a little longer."

Later, his arm became so numb that he moved it slightly, and to his surprise, she woke up.

Song Xinya: "You just lay there like that for an hour?"

Qin Yuhe: "It's not like I did nothing; I admired the ceiling for an hour."

Song Xinya chuckled to herself; he had returned to his usual witty and humorous self, which was wonderful.

She told him, "The doctor said you can't be discharged yet; you need to rest and recuperate recently."

Qin Yuhe: "How much longer do I need to stay in the hospital?"

Song Xinya: "It will take at least seven days."

Having to spend another seven days in the tedious hospital, Qin Yuhe thought, "Boring."

Song Xinya: "I will stay with you for these seven days."

Qin Yuhe: "I'm not bored anymore."

He moved his legs, trying to sit up from the bed.

Song Xinya climbed onto him, put her hands under his waist, hugged him tightly, and pulled him up to help him sit up.

Caught off guard, the full, round breasts pressed against his chest, and Qin Yuhe's body stiffened for a moment.

He meant to say no, but he didn't.

Song Xinya lifted Qin Yuhe up and thoughtfully placed a pillow behind him.

Qin Yuhe moved his legs again, feeling obvious discomfort in his middle part.

Actually, he had already sensed it.

The discomfort was so intense that it was hard to ignore.

Looking back, he remembered that he hadn't injured any vital areas, so why was the discomfort so intense?

Seeing his expression change and his anxious look, Song Xinya asked, "What's wrong?"

Qin Yuhe suddenly threw off the covers and glanced between his legs.

Then, he let out a long sigh of relief: "It's alright."

Song Xinya seemed to understand something and said, "Because you were unconscious, the nurse inserted a catheter for you."

Inserting a catheter into a man's urethra involves inserting it through a small hole at the opening of the urethra.

Qin Yuhe's first thought wasn't discomfort, but rather: "Did the female nurse insert it into me?"

Song Xinya: "Male nurse."

Qin Yuhe let out a longer sigh this time than last time: "Mmm."

Song Xinya: "Many men want female nurses to penetrate them."

Qin Yuhe: "Is it perverted?"

Song Xinya: "Because female nurses are gentler and their techniques are softer."

She asked him, "Don't you want to?"

Qin Yuhe: "I want you to penetrate me."

Song Xinya's face was flushed, and she bit her lip with her white teeth: "I can't."

Qin Yuhe: "So this kind of good thing was given to the male nurses."

Song Xinya smiled and thought to herself, "He's so narcissistic, as if being able to touch his... you know, is the greatest thing in the world."

Qin Yuhe's hands were completely wrapped in bandages, making it difficult for him to move. He said, "Help me press the call button. I'm awake now, and the catheter can be removed."

Song Xinya reached out and pressed the call button.

The male nurse came in, lifted the blanket, and prepared to remove Qin Yuhe's catheter.

Song Xinya stood by the bed the whole time.

Qin Yuhe looked at her and said, "Mrs. Qin, you're looking so intently, are you thinking of switching careers to become a nurse?"

As a man, he looked somewhat disheveled, and Qin Yuhe didn't want her to see him like that.

Song Xinya turned around, her back to him, and whispered, "I'm watching so intently because I want to lend a hand and help."

Qin Yuhe thought to himself, "If you really put your hand on it, this catheter will never be able to be pulled out."

Song Xinya didn't tell him that she watched the whole process of inserting the catheter while he was unconscious.

There was a slight noise behind me, and I could hear two men talking.

Male nurse: "Just bear with it, I'll be gentler."

Qin Yuhe: "Mm."

Male nurse: "It will hurt a little, but you'll get used to it."

Qin Yuhe: "Mm."

Male nurse: "Tell me if the pain is severe."

Qin Yuhe: "Mm."

Song Xinya found the conversation very familiar.

My ears suddenly turned red and hot.

This kind of conversation would happen every time she did math problems with Qin Yuhe.

However, she was always the one who kept saying "uh-huh" to herself.

Male nurse: "Just hang in there a little longer, I'll be done soon, very soon."

Qin Yuhe scoffed: "It's just removing a catheter. People will think you're going to do something to me."

The male nurse dared not speak again. With a forceful pull, he hissed as he yanked the catheter out.

This was quite a painful experience; the veins on Qin Yuhe's forehead throbbed.

Male nurse: "How is it? Did I use too much force?"

Qin Yuhe: "Hurry up and leave, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist hitting you."

The male nurse, holding a catheter, rushed out.

Song Xinya: "May I turn around now?"

Qin Yuhe: "Okay."

Song Xinya turned around and saw that Qin Yuhe had one leg covered by the blanket, while the other leg, with his thigh and waist covered by the blanket, had his calf exposed. It was long and straight, yet still exuded a man's strength.

The blue and white striped pants were placed on the side of the bed.

Song Xinya: "Why aren't you wearing pants?"

Qin Yuhe: "I yelled at the male nurses and they left, so no one will give me clothes to wear."

Song Xinya walked over and said, "I'll help you put it on."

Qin Yuhe: "Okay."

Song Xinya threw back the covers, her face turning even redder.

Qin Yuhe: "What's wrong? It's not like it's the first time you've seen it. What's there to be shy about?"

Song Xinya's face flushed even more, and she parted her red lips, saying, "Could you please stop talking?"

Qin Yuhe raised his arm and pulled her soft body into his embrace: "No, I like seeing you blush."