The coldness in Chen Yanbei's eyes receded, and he reached out and stroked the hair on her head: "If you encounter something like this again in the future, don't bother talking to them if you can do something about it."
Jiang Yao dodged his big hand: "I didn't expect that the position of your assistant is quite popular. Someone came to the door just a week after the vacancy."
There was a hint of sourness in her tone, which was not hard to hear.
First there was Gao Qianying, then there was Lin Lin, and now there is a cousin.
On the surface, he wants the position of assistant, but in fact, his intentions are obvious.
She pinched his earlobe with her thin white fingers and rubbed it on her fingertips. At the same time, her beautiful eyes were half-opened and she stared at him: "Chen Yanbei, how many peach blossom debts do you still have? One after another comes, and you want every one. If they all come to perform in front of me, I can’t stand it.”
The ears are a sensitive area. Jiang Yao rubbed them gently, and a blush appeared on the back of Chen Yanbei's ears.
He grabbed her waist, held Jiang Yao and sat on his lap, breathing warmly against her ear: "Are you angry?"
Jiang Yao turned her head and said nothing, facing him with the back of her head.
Chen Yanbei's big hand on her waist slid up with familiarity, stopping at her softest part. With a little force, Jiang Yao's body immediately softened and she nestled into his arms.
Chen Yanbei lowered his head and pecked her lips again and again. His deep eyes locked her gaze tightly with an extremely serious expression: "Whether you are the assistant or Mrs. Chen, I only like you."
When a man who is not good at words talks about love, the effect is the most fatal.
The hot and direct love in the man's eyes made Jiang Yao's head spin, and her cheeks, ears and neck quickly turned crimson like clouds.
Her red lips were slightly parted, and her eyes were filled with emotion as she looked back at him.
Her facial features are already charming, and if she looks at people with such eyes, even the coldest Buddha will be lured away from the mortal world by her.
Chen Yanbei ferociously lowered his head and grabbed her red lips, sucking them with thin lips, and the hot breath went straight in, reaching deep and sucking.
Jiang Yao only had time to swallow softly before her whole body was pressed onto the sofa.
Chen Yanbei clasped her hands with both hands, clasped his fingers tightly, and raised it above her head. The force he penetrated between her lips and teeth became more fierce and powerful, sucking until the base of her tongue was numb, and her hands and feet were so soft that her whole body turned into a puddle of water. , even the sound is like a cat meowing.
Seeing her chest rise and fall to the extreme, Chen Yanbei let go of her lips.
Jiang Yao's delicate and bright red lips opened into an O shape, and she breathed in the fresh air quickly and greedily.
Before the rise and fall of her chest subsided, the hot kiss went down her slender neck, lingering on her collarbone and then continued down...
The tightly clasped hands had long been released. Jiang Yao's heart trembled following his movements. She held his head weakly with both hands, and the sounds kept coming from her red lips.
"Yao Yao, I want to open the gift now."
"To the bedroom?"
Chen Yanbei's low and hoarse voice sounded, and the force on his lips and teeth increased.
Jiang Yao had said that she would open a gift for him in the evening, but her voice was broken by his offensive:
"Y-yet... not... till... night... on... ah..."
Chen Yanbei stood up and hugged her, with deep eyes: "Evening is considered evening."
Master bedroom upstairs.
Unable to wait for her to change into the gift suit, Chen Yanbei carried her to the big bed. Chen Yanbei covered her again, kissing her while skillfully peeling off her clothes.
While the kiss was inseparable, Jiang Yao suddenly covered her belly, a hint of pain flashing across her expression.
"What's wrong?" Chen Yanbei let go of her, put his big hand on her belly, and asked with concern.
In just a few seconds, waves of cramping pain hit her abdomen, and Jiang Yao's originally blushing cheeks turned completely pale.
Chen Yanbei reached out and touched her face. His hands were cold, and the coldness became more and more obvious. He quickly pulled the quilt aside and wrapped her up: "Don't be afraid, I'll call the doctor."
Jiang Yao nodded, and her body began to tremble under the quilt. She arched her body in pain, resisting the throbbing pain in her lower abdomen.
Chen Yanbei picked up the phone on the bedside and quickly dialed a number.
"Come to Repulse Bay, now!"
After hanging up the phone, he reached into the quilt with his big hand and touched Jiang Yao's body, which was still cold.
He simply took off his shirt, opened the quilt and lay down, hugging Jiang Yao directly from behind, his hot chest pressed against her back, using his own body temperature to help keep her warm.
His big hand put it on her lower abdomen without rejection and helped her warm it: "Does it hurt here?"
"Well," Jiang Yao responded feebly, "Maybe it's her menstrual period that's coming."
But her menstrual period is always accurate, so why is it so many days early? And she just didn't feel any sign of coming.
Still worried, Jiang Yao said: "I'll go to the bathroom and take a look."
"Can you still get up?" Chen Yanbei helped her sit up from the bed, "I'll carry you over."
Before Jiang Yao could say anything, he had already carried her to the bathroom.
Jiang Yao was in so much pain that she couldn't stand up, so Chen Yanbei did it for her. After the examination, he said in a deep voice: "It doesn't seem to be her menstrual period. Let's wait until the doctor comes to check."
He carried her to the bed again, hugged her tightly in his arms and pulled the quilt over her.
He put his warm and strong hands on her lower abdomen and slowly rubbed her. After a while, he felt that her body was still trembling slightly: "It still hurts?"
Jiang Yao turned around and looked at him with watery eyes, her voice weak: "Well, it hurts. Am I going to die? Or do I have some terminal disease?"
"Don't talk nonsense." Chen Yanbei said in a deep voice, his gentle and strong hands still placed on her abdomen, slowly rubbing it for her.
Jiang Yao bit her lip and endured the pain: "Then if I am really terminally ill and the position of your assistant is vacant, will you let my cousin take my position? Or a personal maid?"
Chen Yanbei looked at her deeply. The hand on her lower abdomen moved up and pinched her cheek: "Mrs. Chen, you are still in the mood to discuss these topics at this time. Huh?"
Jiang Yao snorted and arched her body tighter to resist the most painful feeling: "I'm diverting my attention."
Chen Yanbei kissed her earlobe and said lovingly: "No, never."
"But why don't I remember any personal maid?"
Jiang Yao suggested a name: "Gao Qianying."
Speaking of Gao Qianying, Chen Yanbei remembered the news reported by Azhong a few days ago: "She is still in Xiangjiang. Someone met her last time in Kowloon. I will not give her the opportunity to harass you again."
Jiang Yao actually didn't pay much attention to her. Now he was just using it to divert his attention. She said "oh" in a low voice, and another wave of cramping pain hit her lower abdomen.
"Master, Master, Doctor Gong is here!" Sister An's voice sounded outside the bedroom door.
Chen Yanbei put on his shirt and helped Jiang Yao change into conservative home clothes before going to the door to open the door.
Doctor Gong is the family doctor of the Chen family. His ancestors have been the imperial doctors of the palace for several generations.
He belongs to Chen Yanbei, so when he opened the door, Chen Yanbei skipped the greetings and looked at him with a frown: "Sudden abdominal cramping. I'm sure it's not my menstrual period. Is there any way to relieve it?"
Dr. Gong wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief. He thought there was something wrong with the eldest young master's health, so he rushed over in a hurry: "Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to seeing, hearing and asking, at least wait until I see someone before talking."
Chen Yanbei glanced inside and saw that Jiang Yao was fully dressed, so he led the doctor to the bedside.
Dr. Gong had not seen Jiang Yao yet. When he saw the sick beauty lying on the bed, he felt the corners of his eyes twitching. With such a face, no wonder Master Chen called him over in a hurry.
Before, he was privately asked to prepare various kinds of medicines that women usually use, and even some medicine for reducing swelling. No wonder, no wonder.
Doctor Gong sighed in his heart, but did not dare to act recklessly on his face. He carefully observed Jiang Yao's face and said, "Young lady, let me take your pulse."
Jiang Yao obediently stretched out her hand and pulled up her sleeves, revealing her thin white wrists.
Doctor Gong raised his hand, and when his fingers were about to cover her veins, a big hand suddenly blocked his way.
"Wait a minute." Chen Yanbei whispered, then threw a plaid handkerchief over, "Put this on."
Doctor Gong raised his eyes to look at him and shook his head, simply.
What era is it that even doctors don’t care about checking your pulse?
However, he still did as he was told, first putting the handkerchief on Jiang Yao's wrist, and then diagnosing her pulse.
"When did the pain start? Did it happen suddenly?"
Jiang Yao: "Well, the pain started half an hour before you came. There was no warning before."
"Did you eat any cold food today? Or food you don't usually eat?"
Jiang Yao: "No."
"Did you experience severe emotional ups and downs before the sudden colic? Or strenuous exercise?"
Faced with this problem, Jiang Yao was momentarily speechless.
Before she got colic, she and Chen Yanbei were indeed exercising vigorously...
Seeing the blush on her pale cheeks, Dr. Gong knew it well.
After some inquiring, he diagnosed: "It should be colic. I can help you with acupuncture to relieve the pain first. However, traditional Chinese medicine is best at recuperation. If you are worried, it is recommended to go to the hospital for a check-up to rule out the possibility of other diseases in the body. "
"What disease causes colic? How to treat it?" Chen Yanbei asked hurriedly after hearing the diagnosis results.
Dr. Gong: "It can be explained more clearly using the theory of Western medicine. Colic is just a symptom and not a disease. It is paroxysmal abdominal pain caused by strong contraction of the smooth muscle of the intestinal wall. So it is not a disease, so don't worry. In the future. As long as you pay attention to your diet and don't eat raw or cold irritating foods, or have severe mood swings, you generally won't have an attack."
While talking, Dr. Gong took out the acupuncture kit from the medicine box and prepared to give Jiang Yao acupuncture.
Jiang Yao bit her lips in fear as she looked at the long, thin and shiny needles, and moved back in resistance.
"Chen Yanbei, I don't want acupuncture." She looked at Chen Yanbei pitifully, almost crying.
She has been afraid of injections since she was a child. Unless it is necessary, she will never give infusions or injections if she can take medicine.
Although it is not an injection, it is acupuncture which is more terrifying than needles. When Jiang Yao thinks of such a long needle being inserted into her body, Jiang Yao feels that the abdominal cramps can be tolerated.
Chen Yanbei sat next to her and held her hand: "Don't be afraid, acupuncture doesn't hurt, and the pain in your lower abdomen will be relieved a lot after acupuncture."
Doctor Gong also said: "Yes, young lady, the needle looks scary, but the acupuncture points actually inserted are not your blood vessels or muscle tissue, so the pain is much lighter than the needle injection. It is probably the same as the feeling of an ant bite."
Having said that, Jiang Yao was still extremely scared.
She had heard of intestinal spasm, and it seemed that even if she went to the hospital, she would just get a painkiller injection, and no additional treatment was needed.
"I don't want..." Jiang Yao shook her head, her tearful eyes made me pity her.
Chen Yanbei frowned, feeling extremely distressed: "Okay, then I won't do acupuncture."
He turned to look at Dr. Gong and asked coldly: "Is there any other way to relieve pain?"
The efficacy of traditional Chinese medicine is inherently slower than that of Western medicine, and acupuncture is already the fastest effective. Dr. Gong thought for a while: "Why don't you try hot compresses, or just take a hot bath. In traditional Chinese medicine, colic is caused by qi stagnation and cold pain. Yes, I happen to have a medicine pack for relieving qi and warming the body in my medicine box."
"Then take a hot bath and give me the medicine bag." Chen Yanbei said in a deep voice.
Doctor Gong found a medicine bag: "This medicine bag needs to be boiled in boiling water for ten minutes to force out the effect of the medicine before putting it in the bathtub. I'd better go downstairs and tell Sister An."
Seeing Dr. Gong walking out, Jiang Yao breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that she had escaped acupuncture. She was really afraid that Chen Yanbei would insist on giving her acupuncture.
Chen Yanbei looked at her obviously relieved look and rubbed the top of her hair: "If the medicinal bath doesn't work, acupuncture is still needed."
Jiang Yao's heart was lifted again after she had just put it down.
"I'll go to the bathroom to help you put the water in." Chen Yanbei wrapped the quilt tightly around her and made sure that everything was tightly wrapped and that no cold wind could get in, then he got up and walked into the bathroom.
Jiang Yao has never had colic in her later generations, and there are no related medicines prepared in the space. However, it seems that colic is also a type of pain. Taking ibuprofen sustained-release capsules should be okay, right?
Thinking of Chen Yanbei's words that medicinal baths are useless and acupuncture is needed, Jiang Yao quickly stepped into the space and took an ibuprofen capsule.
"Master, Master, the medicine is ready. Can I bring it in now?" Sister An's voice sounded outside the door.
"come in."
Chen Yanbei came out of the bathroom and took the medicine jar from Sister An's hand: "Give it to me. You go tell Dr. Gong to stay here tonight."
"Okay, Master." Sister An put the medicine jar on the ground, then took off the insulated gloves and handed it to him. "The handle is very hot. It's easier to hold it if you wrap it with gloves."
Sister An waited for Chen Yanbei to pour all the Chinese medicine in the medicine jar into the bathtub, then took the medicine jar and left.
Colic attacks come in bursts, just like contractions. Cramp for a minute, then ease for a few minutes.
Jiang Yao's last wave of colic had just passed, and she was sweating coldly on her forehead. Her face was as white as snow. Her delicate lower lip was bitten, and bright red blood came out, dyeing her lips even redder and making her skin white. The red lips make her look even more fragile and delicate.
Chen Yanbei finished draining the water and walked to the bed. Seeing her like this, his heart ached even more. He took her hand and brought it to his lips and kissed her: "I'll take you to take a medicinal bath."
The man's long and strong arms picked her up and carried her into the bathroom.
"Test the water temperature first. Is it acceptable?" Chen Yanbei patiently helped her take off her clothes and helped her sit on the edge of the bathtub.
Jiang Yao put her fingers into the water and explored it. The temperature was still acceptable, so she nodded.
Chen Yanbei took her into the water and let her lie against the wall of the bathtub.
Jiang Yao groaned as the slightly hot water wrapped around her body, and tightly grasped the handrails beside the bathtub with both hands. The bathtub was a little slippery. She was sick now and didn't have much strength, so it was easy for her to slide down just by leaning on the wall of the bathtub.
When Chen Yanbei saw this, he simply took off his clothes.
"W-what are you doing?" Jiang Yao asked in surprise when she saw that he was also preparing to come in.
Chen Yanbei stepped in, hugged Jiang Yao from behind, and let Jiang Yao lean into his arms: "I'll soak with you, you lean on me, and sleep for a while if you want. When the time comes, I'll take you to bed."
Two people were squeezed into the bathtub, and the water directly covered Jiang Yao's chest. Her front and back were warm, and she soon fell asleep.
