Shen Yuan carefully rubbed the sheets in his hands.
The white and smooth back of his hand fit perfectly with the sheets in his hand.
It is really hard to imagine that a surgeon who usually holds a scalpel would actually wash the sheets for girls.
You should know that although Shen Yuan is not mysophobic, he still likes to be clean.
Normally, he would find it dirty even if he collected the garbage himself, but he didn't expect that he would wash Lin Anqian's bedsheets with menstrual blood without hesitation.
If Bai Yiran saw him at this time, he would probably laugh at him again as a maniac who dotes on his wife.
A maniac who dotes on his wife is a maniac who dotes on his wife, and he doesn’t care? All he cares about is his shallowness.
After cleaning the sheets, dry the washed sheets on the clothes drying pole on the balcony.
He quickly walked into the kitchen, cut the ginger into thin strips, boiled it, put it into the tea cup, and put a few red dates in it.
Because I was too anxious, I accidentally cut my hand.
Not caring about bandaging, he hurriedly entered Lin Anqian's bedroom.
At this time, Lin Anqian was like a stranded mermaid, lying weakly on the bed.
His face was as pale as paper, and his usually pink lips were colorless at the moment.
She lay helpless on the bed, her body shaking slightly from the severe pain.
There was nowhere to put his hands, so he could only tightly grasp the pillow beside him.
The pillow was wrinkled by her rubbing, and the stuffing inside rushed out.
Seeing this scene, Shen Yuan felt extremely distressed.
Is she too tolerant? When I was in the hospital, I saw patients who were afraid of pain and would cry for a long time even after getting an injection.
Looking at Lin Anqian again, there were beads of sweat hanging on her pale face.
Because of the severe pain in my fingers, I could only hold the pillow tightly, causing the joints to turn white.
But despite this, she remained silent, and Shen Yuan carefully took the teacup.
It was a very beautiful crystal cup with a glass straw on it.
That was his water cup. When he was making ginger tea just now, he accidentally took the wrong one because he was anxious.
Normally, he was very disgusted with sharing tableware with other people, but more than once, he mixed it with Lin Anqian.
Not only would he not dislike the things Lin Anqian used, but he would also feel that they had a special fragrance.
Maybe it's the subconscious mind? He took his cup without thinking.
"Here, drink some ginger tea, and the pain will go away soon."
Shen Yuan took the crystal teacup from the table and slowly handed it to Lin Anqian's lips.
I don't know whether it was the temperature of the ginger tea that warmed Lin Anqian, or it was Shen Yuan's gentleness that warmed Lin Anqian.
In short, she couldn't control her emotions.
This was not the first time she cried in front of Shen Yuan. Shen Yuan noticed a drop of coldness falling on the back of his hand.
He raised his head in panic, and there was a bright but pitiful gaze intersecting with his own.
"Qianqian... don't cry! Qianqian." Shen Yuan looked at Lin Anqian in panic.
His eyes were full of distress and reluctance, "Um...is your stomach still hurting?"
Shen Yuan helped Lin Anqian lie down slowly, but Lin Anqian was a little confused after being tortured by her aunt.
I once thought that at this moment, the person standing beside my bed was Pei Yanrui, whom I thought about day and night.
"It still hurts... It really hurts... I really hurt... Ayan..."
Because Lin Anqian's teeth were chattering in pain and her speech was a little unclear. Calling her ex-boyfriend's name.
Because the two were too similar, and Shen Yuan was extremely distressed, he thought she was calling him.
He couldn't believe his ears, "You...what did you call me?!"
Lin Anqian held his hand with difficulty, and this move caused a burst of ecstasy in his heart.
"Ah...Ayan...I love you so much...really...I really love you so much...I shouldn't be cruel to you...can you forgive me?"
Shen Yuan looked at Lin Anqian's painful expression and couldn't listen to anything.
In addition, it is difficult for people to speak clearly when in pain.
In an instant, all the unhappiness of the afternoon turned into dark clouds in the sky.
Shen Yuan grasped Lin Anqian's hand tightly, "You little fool...how could I be angry with you? We are...good friends...right?"
Shen Yuan looked at Lin Anqian's little face that was twisted due to menstrual cramps, and all his anger disappeared.
Not only was he relieved, he was also angry with himself.
I was angry that I had been a doctor before and didn't notice Lin Anqian's abnormality.
"Does your stomach still hurt? Shen Yuan looked at Lin Anqian with a worried look, his eyes showing unconcealable distress.
"It hurts... it hurts..." For some reason, Lin Anqian felt as if her tears were out of control, flowing down continuously.
"What...what's wrong? Why are you crying? Does your stomach hurt? Then I'll get you some painkillers!"
Shen Yuan immediately stood up to get it, but Lin Anqian held him back.
"Ayan...can you please not go...no...don't leave me...I'm afraid..."
Perhaps it was the dysmenorrhea that made Lin Anqian, who had always been strong, no longer able to bear the injustice and torture the world had given her.
The emotions that have been accumulated for a long time can no longer be controlled and all explode in an instant.
The reason why she broke out again was because she couldn't remember how many times she had shown her emotions in front of this man.
She didn't understand that she was obviously numb.
He has obviously developed a habit of keeping his grievances in his stomach, and he has obviously stopped expressing his feelings to anyone. Because no one cares at all! Not only will no one care, but they will also be laughed at mercilessly.
For a moment, Lin Anxue's successful smile came to mind.
She watched helplessly as the man she loved held her sister's hand affectionately in front of her.
The two of them were loving each other in front of her, and she suddenly felt that her heart was being pierced with holes.
The heartbreaking pain slowly spread throughout the body.
The pain gradually paralyzed her nerves, and her vision gradually became blurred.
In a trance, she seemed to see Pei Yanrui holding her gently in his arms, and unconsciously called out again, "Ayan...are you really going to be so cruel to me?"
You said that you would always be with me and would never leave me... Yan Rui... Have you forgotten everything in the past? "
Shen Yuan was suddenly startled, "Yan Rui?" Did she just call Pei Yanrui's name?
Unconsciously, he smiled bitterly, "Ayuan...Ayan...it turns out...it's me who is too sentimental..."
Because he was anxious just now, he thought Lin Anqian was calling his name.
It turned out that all this was just what he thought.
It turned out that no matter how much Pei Yanrui made her covered with bruises, she still couldn't forget him!
"Why? Why do I love her so much! But she doesn't even remember what I look like?! And Pei Yanrui plays with her so much and hurts her feelings, but she still misses Pei Yanrui!"
Sometimes, God always likes to play tricks on others.
It makes people never forget the person who hurt them, but abandons the person who loves you deeply like a pair of worn-out shoes.
And those who truly love you, no matter how humble they are, even if they have no place in their hearts, will still love you without hesitation.
Maybe, this is emotion?
Everything is fate, nothing is up to you.
When Shen Yuan saw Lin Anqian's painful look, it was as if he was being tortured and unbearable.
He couldn't help but hug the woman in his arms tightly, "Even if you don't have me in your heart, so what?"
