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

Every night, the nurses make their rounds.

Knowing Qin Yuhe's distinguished status, the burn specialists specifically instructed the nurses to check on him several times throughout the night.

The nurse stood at the ward door and knocked: "Mr. Qin, are you inside?"

No one answered.

The nurse knocked on the door three times, but no one answered.

Did this prominent Mr. Qin sneak out of the ward?

Or did his condition worsen and he fainted in the ward?

Knowing that the other party was an important person, and that she, a mere nurse, could not bear the responsibility if something went wrong, the nurse immediately took out her phone and called a burn specialist.

At that moment, the burn specialist had just returned home and was getting into bed to go to sleep.

Upon hearing the nurse say that Mr. Qin might have fainted in his hospital bed, the burn specialist immediately threw off the covers and jumped out of bed: "I'm going to the hospital right now!"

With my backside in a panic, I drove on the verge of speeding, risking having my license revoked, and rushed to the hospital.

The burn specialist stood at the ward door, drenched in sweat.

Inside the room, Qin Yuhe was also covered in sweat.

A burn specialist knocked on the door: "Mr. Qin, Mr. Qin, are you alright?"

At this moment, Song Xinya stood on the ground, her hands tightly gripping the iron railing at the foot of the bed.

Qin Yuhe gripped the back of her neck with one hand and her waist with the other.

Song Xinya's hair was soaked with sweat, the wet strands clinging to her temples. She was panting heavily, her words broken: "Again, again?"

Qin Yuhe's muscles bulged and swelled as if engorged with blood: "I don't care."

The burn specialist knocked on the door twice more and called out twice, but like the nurse, no one paid any attention.

The burn specialist was shocked. Oh no, Mr. Qin's condition must have worsened; he couldn't even speak!

The nurse asked anxiously, "Doctor, what should we do?"

A burn specialist said, "I don't have Mr. Qin's phone number. I'll call his grandmother and ask her to come over!"

Song Xinya panicked.

Grandma Qin had specifically instructed her beforehand not to let Qin Yuhe act recklessly, as his health was the most important thing.

If Old Madam Qin finds out, her reputation as a "femme fatale who brought ruin to the country" will be confirmed.

She stretched her arm back and pushed Qin Yuhe's waist and abdomen: "Go out quickly, go out quickly, go out quickly and tell that doctor and nurse not to let them go to Grandma."

Qin Yuhe: "There's no need to go out."

The burn specialist found Grandma Qin's phone number and was about to dial it when Qin Yuhe's voice came from inside the room: "I'm fine, nothing's wrong."

His voice was hoarse and deep, as if it had been sanded.

A burn specialist asked with concern, "Are you really alright, Mr. Qin? Your voice is very hoarse."

The voice coming from inside the room sounded like it was made with great force, carrying a ruthless strength that seemed to penetrate everything: "It's...okay."

The nurse called out towards the door, "Mr. Qin, your voice sounds very hoarse. Let me get you a glass of warm water and bring it inside."

Qin Yuhe's voice rang out again, filled with impatience: "Let's go!"

I don't even want to say another word.

The burn specialists and nurses dared not say anything more and left the ward.

Fearing something might happen, the burn specialist dared not go home anymore and slept in his office chair.

Four hours later, the nurse woke up the burn specialist and said hesitantly, "Director, it's time for rounds again. Should I go check on Mr. Qin's room?"

Burn specialist: "Check it."

The nurse said, "I'm a little scared."

Burn specialist: "I'll go with you."

The two people stood at the door of the ward once again and knocked on the door.

Burn specialist: "Qin..."

From inside the house came Qin Yuhe's voice, gritting his teeth: "Don't bother me anymore."

The burn specialist turned to the young nurse and said, "That's enough. Go back."

As the two walked back, suddenly, a loud crash came from the ward.

It looks like something collapsed.

The young nurse looked at the head of the burn unit and asked, "What's that sound?"

The head of the burn unit seemed to understand something in a daze and replied, "Never mind."

The two went back to their respective rooms and never checked Qin Yuhe's room again.

In the ward, the bed frame was broken, the wooden board collapsed, the mattress was on the floor, and the bedding was in disarray.

Song Xinya lay face down on the bedding, her posture revealing her panic.

Qin Yuhe stretched out his arm, slipped it under her waist, and scooped her up from the ground: "Are you hurt?"

Song Xinya sniffed, her breath muffled: "No, it fell onto the blanket."

She stared at the mess on the ground, her eyes filled with disbelief.

She and Qin Yuhe broke the bed!

To be precise, Qin Yuhe broke the bed!

If this were at home, a collapsed bed would just be replaced. But this is a hospital ward. If the bed collapses, the doctors and nurses will ask about it. How am I supposed to answer that?

Song Xinya's face fell with worry: "What should we do?"

Qin Yuhe put his arm around her and walked towards the sofa: "So what if it collapsed?"

Song Xinya was too tired to think about it anymore, so she slumped onto the sofa and said, "I'll go to sleep. We'll talk about tomorrow's problems tomorrow."

Qin Yuhe stood on one leg and knelt beside her on the other, leaning down to kiss her lips: "Last time, we only did half of it."

Song Xinya lay there weakly, her swollen lips pouting as she mumbled, "I'm not doing it anymore, I'm sleepy, baby wants to sleep."

Qin Yuhe asked, "You go to sleep, and I'll do my thing?"

Song Xinya closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Qin Yuhe smiled slightly. What else could this be but tacit agreement?

.........

The sofa wasn't spacious; two adults couldn't possibly lie down comfortably.

After Qin Yuhe finished his work, he turned Song Xinya's body to lie on her side and placed her between the sofa and his body.

His chest was pressed tightly against her front, the two of them so close together that there was no air between them, and they fell asleep like that.

Actually, there is another way to sleep: although the bed has collapsed, the mattress is still there, so Qin Yuhe can sleep on the mattress.

But he still preferred it this way, sleeping close together with her.

The two of them touched skin to skin, their bodies instinctively feeling pleasure and comfort. This intimate feeling of being together captivated him.

The intense masculine scent enveloped the woman's smooth skin, bringing a sense of security. Song Xinya lay face down on Qin Yuhe's chest, listening to his heartbeat, and slept soundly.

At eight o'clock in the morning, it was time for ward rounds again.

The nurses didn't dare check Qin Yuhe's room anymore, but they checked the other wards one by one. The sounds of talking, footsteps, and the wheels of the medical carts rolling on the ground all mingled together and flooded into Song Xinya's ears.

She knew that Old Mrs. Qin and Old Mr. Qin would definitely come to visit Qin Yuhe today, so she dared not delay any longer and began to prepare.

After Song Xinya stood up while holding onto the wall, she realized that she was completely naked.

She looked at the man still lying on the sofa: "Why didn't you give me any clothes to wear after you finished last night?"

Qin Yuhe: "Sleeping naked is good for your health, and I wasn't wearing any clothes either."

Song Xinya: Aren't you getting up yet?

Qin Yuhe: "I can't get up."

Song Xinya: "Why?"

Qin Yuhe: "We were too intense last night, and the wound on my abdomen reopened."

Song Xinya: "!!!!!!!!!"