The Tycoon's Mysterious Darling Wife
Chapter 336 - 338. The Charm in the Sickroom (8 Updates)

Chapter 336: 338. The Charm in the Sickroom (8 Updates)

Shen Junyu knew that Qinglan’s past probably wasn’t as simple as she had said. Eden, according to his guess, must have been a close friend of Qinglan’s for many years. Although they seemed like strangers, the understanding and connection between close friends and acquaintances were still noticeable—a mutual understanding that couldn’t be developed in a short period of time.

But since Qinglan wasn’t willing to talk about it, Shen Junyu wouldn’t ask either. It was his way of showing respect to Qinglan.

"Brother, thank you," Qinglan suddenly said.

Shen Junyu was startled, then realized what she meant, and reached out to ruffle Qinglan’s hair. "Being so formal with your brother, you really deserve a spanking."

Seeing Qinglan’s pregnant belly, Shen Junyu curiously asked, "Do you know whether it’s a boy or a girl?"

Qinglan responded tenderly, "Yes, it’s a boy, but don’t tell Fu Hengyi."

"Why not?"

"He loves daughters. He’s convinced that the child in my womb is a girl and is really looking forward to it."

Shen Junyu laughed unscrupulously, "Won’t he be even more disappointed when the child is born?"

Qinglan just smiled faintly without speaking. Shen Junyu looked at Qinglan’s belly, his eyes full of smiles, eagerly anticipating the scene when Fu Hengyi finds out his daughter has turned into a son; that expression would certainly be interesting to see.

The time during surgery was tough, but with Shen Junyu there to talk to, the waiting became bearable.

When the operating room doors opened, Fu Hengyi was wheeled out, still unconscious due to the anesthetic. Qinglan looked towards Eden.

Eden smiled slightly, "Don’t worry, the surgery was very successful. Let’s see how the recovery goes. If all is well, I’ll perform another surgery in a month, and that should be about it."

Hearing this, a smile finally appeared in the depths of Qinglan’s eyes, "Thank you, Eden."

Eden nodded. "He’ll wake up in a couple of hours. I’ll head off now, but I’ll come back to check on him later."

"Okay."

Qinglan followed Fu Hengyi into the hospital room and sat down beside the bed where he lay asleep. She took out a book and quietly began to read.

When Fu Hengyi woke up, he saw his wife sitting quietly by the bed, gently flipping through a book with a calm expression. Not knowing what she had read, the corners of her mouth curled up into a soft arc.

Fu Hengyi barely moved when Qinglan noticed. She turned her head and met his gaze, giving him a slight smile, and put down the book, "Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

Fu Hengyi shook his head, "I’d like some water."

Qinglan poured a glass of water for Fu Hengyi, propped up the head of the bed a bit higher, and helped him drink. He drank half the glass and then stopped. He stared fixedly at Qinglan, making her feel inexplicably self-conscious as she touched her face, "What’s wrong?"

Fu Hengyi shook his head, "I just feel like I’m a burden right now. I should be the one taking care of you, but instead, you’re taking care of me." His voice was low, tinged with a hint of loss.

Qinglan took hold of his hand, her voice gentle, "Fu Hengyi, look at me."

Fu Hengyi met her eyes, which were bright and seemed to contain only his reflection, as if he was the only one left in her world.

"Fu Hengyi, spouses are one in the same; neither of us is obligated to take care of the other, nor is there a need for one to give more. In my opinion, we should take care of each other. Constantly giving will wear a person out one day, and I don’t want to be that greedy person."

Fu Hengyi felt a warm and ticklish sensation in his heart as if someone was softly brushing over it with a feather. He pulled Qinglan slightly closer with a bit of strength in his arms and kissed her lips.

Qinglan wrapped her arms around his neck, passionately responding to the kiss.

Shen Junyu stood at the door of the hospital room, glanced inside, and immediately stepped back out. He had just gone out to buy some food, and this couple was already kissing; they really could be quite nauseating.

Even though Shen Junyu’s eyes showed disapproval, the corners of his mouth were turned up high.

Seeing Eden coming over, Shen Junyu blocked the doorway to prevent Eden’s entry, "Doctor Eden, you’ve come at the perfect time. I just have a few questions I’d like to ask you," Shen Junyu said politely.

Eden raised an eyebrow, glanced at what he was holding in his hand, and then looked at the patient room. Understanding the situation, he played along, "Then let’s talk in my office."

Eden was not a doctor there, but ever since he first performed surgery on Fu Hengyi, the hospital director had been eager to hire him. Eden had declined the offer but agreed that for his surgeries, the director could arrange for two doctors to observe and learn.

The director naturally agreed without hesitation. Watching a surgery firsthand was the best learning opportunity for any doctor, too good to pass up. Moreover, Eden’s medical skills were now recognized as excellent, so the director had prepared an office for him.

Shen Junyu’s voice had not been concealed in any way, so the two people in the patient room naturally heard him, but Fu Hengyi didn’t pay any attention. By the time he let go of Shen Qinglan, her eyes were already dazed; she was clearly aroused by Fu Hengyi’s flirtation. But Fu Hengyi wasn’t much better off—his breathing was heavy, his body’s reaction was obvious, and even the blanket couldn’t hide it.

Shen Qinglan glared at him annoyedly, turned away, her face flush with embarrassment.

Fu Hengyi chuckled and hugged her from behind, "Wife, ask the doctor when I can be discharged."

Annoyance deepened in Shen Qinglan’s eyes, and she couldn’t help but chide softly, "Fu Hengyi, enough is enough!" Just moments ago, she was upset about his injury, and now he was behaving like a hooligan. How could she have been so naive to believe him, comforting him like that?

Fu Hengyi gently blew in her ear, "Wife, don’t tell me you didn’t want it just now."

Shen Qinglan turned around and punched him on his chest, "Say that again."

Fu Hengyi stared at her lips, his gaze deep. They had just been kissed; Shen Qinglan’s lips were red and swollen, as if inviting him to taste them. His Adam’s apple bobbed.

As husband and wife for some time now, they had been intimate more than a few occasions. Not only was Fu Hengyi very familiar with her body, but she also knew his bodily responses very well. Seeing this, she didn’t think twice before smacking a certain area on Fu Hengyi, "Put away those naughty thoughts. You’re still a patient, you know."

Fu Hengyi’s expression changed as he grabbed her hand, "Wife, that’s quite a hard hit. Are you really planning on giving up our marital bliss for the rest of your life?"

Shen Qinglan looked at him with an annoyed expression, waiting for him to respond, "Fu Hengyi, think of the prenatal education."

Fu Hengyi glanced at her round belly, his eyes filled with regret, "Good thing it’s just my leg that’s out of commission, otherwise, facing a wife as beautiful as a flower and not being able to partake, I’d go out of my mind sooner or later."

Seeing him become more and more unrestrained in his speech, Shen Qinglan stood up, "You stay here by yourself; I’m going to see Eden."

Having irritated his wife away, Fu Hengyi sheepishly touched his nose. Well, he was just trying to tease her—who knew she was so thin-skinned that she couldn’t even take a joke after all this time.

When Shen Qinglan walked out of the patient room and the cool breeze hit her, she immediately sobered up. She smiled gently, knowing full well that Fu Hengyi had done it on purpose just now, to keep her from worrying too much about his leg injury.

She touched her slightly swollen lips, gritted her teeth lightly, and thought to herself that the man had been so forceful on purpose. Even confined to a hospital bed, he couldn’t resist being a tease.

Shen Qinglan went to Eden’s office and saw Shen Junyu casually chatting with Eden. When she came in, Shen Junyu looked at her teasingly. Shen Qinglan faced Shen Junyu’s jesting with an air of indifference, her demeanor cool.

"Eden, Fu Hengyi is awake now. You should go check on him," she said.

Eden stood up with a smile, "Alright." His gaze fleetingly rested on her lips, a faint sparkle in his eyes.

Shen Junyu also stood up, "Lanlan, I’ve bought some food for you. Have a bite first."

"I’ll wait until after Fu Hengyi’s examination," Shen Qinglan said, not feeling hungry right now.

When she returned to the patient room, Fu Hengyi had regained his usual indifferent demeanor.

Eden pressed gently on certain parts of his leg and observed Fu Hengyi’s reactions. "Eden, how is it?" Shen Qinglan asked.

Eden nodded with satisfaction, "The condition is very good. The sensitivity in his leg is improving, which is a positive sign. It indicates that his leg is gradually recovering. If things continue this way, after one more surgery, his leg could completely recover, possibly even better than we anticipated."

Hearing this, Shen Qinglan’s heart immediately eased.