99 Escapes From the Prideful President - C42
“I’m in so much pain …” Yu An sobbed. Saying this sentence was already extremely difficult. Shen Mo Ke’s heart was already in his throat. He pressed the emergency bell of the villa and shouted sternly, “Call the doctor!”
Yu An’s small face alternated between white and red. She was flustered and ashamed. She was only having a period, so there was no need to go through so much trouble to call a doctor.
Unfortunately, she was unable to speak. Her petite body shrunk into Shen Mo Ke’s embrace, and her head tilted to the side as she actually fainted from the pain.
“Little thing, Nian’er.” Shen Mo Ke’s black pupils contracted. He had no idea how Yu An Nian would bleed if she stayed in the room. Her long legs carried a sharp wind, causing a piece of the bed to collapse.
When he came back to his senses, the little woman’s clothes had already been stripped off, and a green body had appeared before his eyes.
However, he wasn’t in the mood to appreciate it. His mind was filled with Yu An’s pained face that was tightly clenching together. His face was terrifyingly dark, but he discovered …
The two slender white legs were pressed together, but a stream of blood slowly flowed down from between them.
Shen Mo Ke’s throat was a little dry. After all, this was a girl’s private place. He could not directly open it and see why this was happening.
He opened the wardrobe and took out a coat, then tightly wrapped it around Yu An Nian’s body.
All the lights in the villa were turned on and both Aunt Du and Ye Li were woken up. They looked at each other and saw the doubt in their eyes.
Cheng Junxi rushed over with a medical kit in hand. Shen Mo Ke was standing at the top of the stairs. He was wearing a messy white bathrobe with dried up blood stains, making him stand out from the crowd.
Cheng Junxi was stunned. “Who hurt you?”
Cheng Junxi quickly walked in front of him, his eyes filled with worry. “Where’s the wound? Let me take a look.”
Shen Mo Ke’s thin lips tightened, “It’s not me.”
After saying that, he turned around and left. Cheng Junxi stared blankly for a moment before following him.
Inside the room, Yu An Nian was tightly covered by the silk. Shen Mo Ke was standing by the window as he lit up a cigarette. Cheng Junxi could feel his ice-cold gaze even when he lifted a corner of his blanket.
After finishing the examination, Cheng Junxi heaved a sigh of relief. As a random doctor, he diligently and dutifully examined the patient’s condition, and even received the scrutiny of some great demon. In these days, it was difficult for a doctor to be a human!
“She’s already in the cycle. Pain is a normal occurrence, but she’s even more severe than an average person. She should boil some herbs to recover her body and see if she can get better.”
Hearing this, the corner of Shen Mo Ke’s mouth tightened as he exhaled a mouthful of smoke. His handsome face became even more enigmatic and enchanting as he asked, “What is a cycle?”
Cheng Junxi: “…”
What?
Are you kidding me? He didn’t even know what a woman’s monthly relatives were? How could a ten-thousand-year-old virgin be this innocent?
Cheng Junxi looked like he wanted to laugh but didn’t dare. He tried his best to hold it in and asked, “Young Master Mo, where did your biology class go?”
Shen Mo Ke’s eyes narrowed, his long fingers extinguishing the cigarette, “Xi, you’ve been talking a lot of nonsense lately.”
Cheng Junxi withdrew his smile and looked extremely serious. “In a while, boil some brown sugar and ginger tea for her to drink. Remember to avoid cold mouth. It’s best not to touch anything cold or spicy …”
Cheng Junxi told Shen Mo Ke all that he needed to pay attention to. As for the explanation of the cycle, he believed that Shen Mo Ke would also look for his own mother.
A second before Cheng Junxi stepped out of the villa, he thought of something and turned around. “Remember to prepare the sanitary pads.”
As for how to use the tampons, if he was lucky, the girl would wake up and make her own move. Otherwise, Shen Mo Ke would personally go up to do some research.
The moment he thought of Shen Mo Ke’s cold face and the huge band-aid with wings in his hands, he had the urge to gloat.
When Ye Li heard that Yu An had fainted from the pain, she quickly went to the kitchen to boil some brown sugar water and carried it upstairs.
Shen Mo Ke took the bowl from her hand without saying a word, obviously wanting to feed it to Yu An Nian personally. Ye Li looked at him in surprise.
Shen Mo Ke didn’t have any expression on his face. “Ye Li, do you have any sanitary pads?”
Ye Li blushed when he heard the words’ sanitary pads’. Why were the words spat out by the young master so pleasant to hear?
“Yes.”
She took out the sanitary pad she had prepared before heading upstairs and shyly asked, “Young Master, do you need my help?”
Shen Mo Ke placed her on the table and said in a low voice, “You may leave now.”
As Ye Li walked out, he thought, “Oh my god!” The young master not only had to feed Yu An Nian, he also had to stick a tampon on for her!
Why did she feel that it was good to have a boyfriend after the young master fed her with dog food? Ye Li’s eyes lit up, and he began to look forward to his future love.
Shen Mo Ke’s soft voice woke Yu An Nian. She lethargically sat up against the bed and saw the object in Shen Mo Ke’s hand.
She frowned and turned away. “I don’t want to drink it.”
Red Sugar was the worst thing in the world. She didn’t like things that were too sweet, let alone things like brown sugar water. She didn’t dare to try it at all.
Shen Mo Ke had already changed into a set of dry clothes. He sat on the chair beside the bed, humbly scooping up a spoonful of brown sugar water and humbly coaxing the sulky girl.
“Good girl, this will help.”
Yu Anxin couldn’t stand the smell any longer. He reached out to push it away and said, “I don’t want it.”
Shen Mo Ke seized his arm, and amidst his shock, An Xin sat on his thigh. “The doctor said that your Gong Han needs to be well treated.”
However, Yu Anhui received an important piece of information from it. She opened her eyes wide and asked, “You went to ask a doctor?”
She remembered hearing Shen Mo Ke’s voice calling for a doctor before she fainted. She thought she had heard wrongly.
It was so embarrassing! Why call a doctor?
Shen Mo Ke blew on it and placed the spoon near her mouth, “It’s not hot. Be good and open your mouth.”
Yu Anxin was lost in thought as she looked at his deep facial features. Suddenly, she opened her mouth. The moment the brown sugar water entered her mouth, she had the urge to spit it out immediately.
Shen Mo Ke had already expected this. He pressed his fingers against her lips, “Swallow it.”
In Shen Mo Ke’s dark and dangerous eyes, she had no choice but to submit to his aura. The sweet taste slid down her throat and reached her stomach. She didn’t know if it was an illusion or not, but her stomach felt a little better.
After drinking a few more mouthfuls, Yu Anxin decided to say that he wouldn’t drink any more. This was the worst kind of soup in the world.
“I don’t want it, stop coaxing me. I don’t want it!”
Just as she said that, Shen Mo Ke’s two slender fingers gripped her small jaw, and immediately after, there was a burst of wetness from her lips, and Yu An Nian’s pair of eyes became wide, dazed, and she even held her breath, forgetting to resist.
Shen Mo Ke used his thin lips to bring her some brown sugar water, and a sweet taste quickly spread through their mouths. His long tongue was stuck into the little mouth, sucking on her lilac tongue, domineering as he invaded her territory.