Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Fang Xiu blushed upon hearing Qin Xue’s bold statement. Qin Xue acted as if it was no big deal.

“Hurry up, what’s taking so long?” Qin Xue spoke impatiently, wondering why he was acting all shy.

Jing Xin was a bit uncomfortable doing this in front of two women, but after hearing Qin Xue’s words, he gritted his teeth and started to unbutton his shirt.

Once Jing Xin had removed his shirt, Qin Xue unwrapped his bandages. The new flesh around the wound was healing well. However, it was slightly reddened, either because of the hot weather or because Jing Xin had exposed it to water. It seemed to be a bit inflamed.

They were way too bold. Did they want to die that they dared to leave the hospital and come home despite the infected wound?

“Did your wound come in contact with water?” Qin Xue looked at Jing Xin, somewhat displeased. She despised uncooperative patients the most.

“Um, it was too hot last night, so I took a bath and accidentally got the wound wet.” Jing Xin answered somewhat apprehensively, seeing Qin Xue and his wife’s angry expressions.

“Do you realize your wound is infected? Yet, you still dare to leave the hospital. Are you planning on dying? If I’d known you don’t value your life, I wouldn’t have made such a grand effort to save you.” Qin Xue was truly furious.

How could he be so reckless? She had struggled with her big belly to save him. Moreover, she had only just been discharged from the hospital due to a fast heart rate.

“Qin Xue, please don’t be angry. What should we do now?” Fang Xiu immediately sensed the gravity of Jing Xin’s condition from Qin Xue’s tone.

“What to do? Apply cold compression.” After leaving these words, Qin Xue went out to get some spiritual spring water for him to drink and clean his wound. She had anti-inflammatory medicine prepared in her space, but she couldn’t take it out in front of Fang Xiu.

“Qin Xue.” Fang Xiu called her as she left, but Qin Xue just left without looking back.

“It’s your fault! Didn’t I tell you not to bathe so that the wound wouldn’t get wet? Now, even Qin Xue is mad. It would be problematic if your wound becomes infected.” Fang Xiu yelled at Jing Xin with teary eyes.

“Xiuxiu, I’m sorry, don’t cry. I’ll listen to you from now on, I won’t let it get wet again.” Jing Xin panicked upon seeing Fang Xiu crying.

“Is there going to be a ‘next time’? Are you addicted to getting hurt?” Fang Xiu was almost amused out of anger by Jing Xin.

“Xiuxiu, I said the wrong thing. Can you please stop crying?” Jing Xin attempted to hold Fang Xiu’s hand.

While Fang Xiu was still mad, she wouldn’t let him touch her easily. With a wave of her hand, she brushed off Jing Xin’s arm.

“Ah, it hurts.” Jing Xin’s cry of pain resounded in Fang Xiu’s ears.

“Jing Xin, are you alright? You didn’t get hurt, did you?” Fang Xiu quickly bent over to check Jing Xin’s wound.

Upon seeing that he had achieved his aim, Jing Xin pretended to be in extreme pain, covering his wound, and looked at Fang Xiu pitifully.

“Looking at me is useless. Don’t you know you’re injured? And still trying to touch me.” Fang Xiu was torn between being angry and not.

“Xiuxiu, I know I’m wrong. Can you forgive me just this once?” Jing Xin held Fang Xiu’s hand, tickled her palm, hesitated when his finger touched the callus on Fang Xiu’s hand, then gripped her hand tightly.

“How can you be so shameless?” Fang Xiu felt as if she had just met Jing Xin. She had no idea he could be like this.

“I’m only shameless towards you.” With that, Jing Xin pulled Fang Xiu into his embrace, leaned down, and kissed the lips he had been longing for.

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