"It won’t happen again, okay? Let’s just forget about it this ti." Chu Molin’s pleading tone did not soften Qin Xue’s heart.
If she keeps softening, he might think she has no temper at all. Such a result is bad. For her, she is a doctor, and he is the patient. But on another level, he is the husband, she is the wife. If they don’t care for each other, then what feelings do they have left? They might as well be comfortable strangers.
So Chu Molin’s mindset is unacceptable. If she doesn’t take action in this situation, then she truly isn’t being a wife.
Only emotionally detached people show no concern or interest in each other. Such couples might as well separate early. Staying together only leads to emotional exhaustion for both.
"Alright, I understand. Can we implent it after we get ho?" Chu Molin asked Qin Xue. Once they return, he’ll go to work, and the separate bedroom arrangent won’t be a big issue for him. But for Qin Xue, this punishnt is rely a verbal declaration since the enforcer won’t be around; the question of punishnt doesn’t really matter.
"Yes, we’ll count when you get back. As long as you’re not working and at ho for a full month, it counts." How could Qin Xue not see through his thoughts? Wanting to find loopholes? No way.
Did this man think she’s foolish? She certainly won’t let him off so easily, or in the future, she’d be making empty promises.
"Xue’er, you don’t have to be so harsh, right? After all, it’s just this one mistake. I’ve said I’ll change in the future. Can’t you trust one more ti?" Chu Molin didn’t expect his thoughts to be ruthlessly shattered by Qin Xue.
"Impossible. Now, go sit over there, I’ll treat your wound. Aren’t you afraid of an infection?" Qin Xue was truly astonished by Chu Molin. Although it’s quite cold here, exposed wounds remain very risky.
So now, she needs to carefully handle his injuries. Every area that needs disinfection must be thoroughly cleaned. For particularly large wounds, she might have to stitch him up, or else the flesh won’t regrow, leaving a gaping hole.
Looking at the sizable wound now, Qin Xue didn’t pity him at all, applying great force as she dealt with it. Did he think he could hide this from her, not knowing that minor injuries can be life-threatening?
"Xue’er, it hurts. Can you be a bit gentler?" Chu Molin thought she must truly be angry, or else she wouldn’t be treating his wound so forcefully.
Feeling the scorching pain on his shoulder, Chu Molin could only smile bitterly. He didn’t speak earlier to avoid worrying her. Now that she’s discovered it, he feels even more helpless - whatever he does is wrong. Forget it, let her deal with it as she wishes.
Chu Molin’s wound truly hurt, his veins bulging with strain, sweat dripping from his forehead. Qin Xue noticed, sighed internally, and her grip softened considerably. She couldn’t bear to torture him, still handling him carefully. Otherwise, it’d be herself who ended up heartbroken.
Qin Xue lightened her touch, slowly treating the wound, ticulously picking out the small stones within, then disinfecting and applying dicine.
Seeing the tiny stones on the tray, Qin Xue was infuriated. This man still claid nothing was wrong. If these things don’t co out soon, they could beco a major issue. If infection sets in and bad blood forms, his life might be endangered. Why underestimate minor injuries? When life is at stake, they beco major ones, understood?
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