Forced Pampering: Haughty Husband, Please Restrain Yourself-Chapter 958 - 968: Going Soft in One Second
"It’s just you who finds it scary. Maybe a fall would actually knock some sense into you," An Ran muttered under her breath, her pout full of discontent. She thought her voice was low, but the man heard it all.
"An Ran!"
A cold voice pierced through the air, and An Ran shivered.
Damn it, she was really out of it. How could she say such reckless things in front of this man?
"Hehe, honey, I was just kidding. Thank you, honey. If it weren’t for my incredibly skilled and agile husband who caught me so swiftly, my dazzling beauty would have been ruined."
Seeing the girl turn cowardly in an instant, her face full of fawning admiration, all his irritation dissipated.
"You little brat, if you don’t want injections and IV drips, you should exercise well when we get back."
As he spoke, he pinched the girl’s little cheek. It had only been half a month since they last met, yet she’d lost some of the feel. He needed to nourish her well when they got back.
"Sure, sure, honey. What time is it now? When will this drip be done?" An Ran looked at the half-full bag above her head. At this rate, it might take a while.
Mu Xingfeng glanced at his watch and then at the IV bag, estimating the time. "It’s seven thirty-five now. It’s estimated that this bag will take nearly two more hours to finish."
"Huh? That long?" An Ran said, reaching with her free hand to adjust the valve on the IV line, which Mu Xingfeng promptly stopped.
"Wifey, what are you trying to do now?" This disobedient little wife really left him at a loss for words. If she were one of his soldiers, he’d have straightened her out long ago. But when it came to his wife, he just couldn’t bring himself to do it.
"Speed it up; otherwise, all the restaurants will be closed, and where would we eat then?"
As she said this, An Ran’s stomach aptly growled.
In her defense, seeing that Shen Qi hadn’t returned all night had killed her appetite in the morning. She hadn’t had a single bite till now - not at lunch, nor at dinner. She felt she could devour a whole cow right now.
Mu Xingfeng rubbed his forehead helplessly, "Wifey, even when the IV is done, it will be too late."
Yongqing County, this small county, is not like Nan’an. Nightlife ends early here. Forget 24-hour restaurants, even the small eateries close by nine.
Hearing this, An Ran lay on the bed with despair, staring at the ceiling, her eyes suddenly sparkling. "Honey, why don’t you buy me a couple of bags of instant noodles? I want braised beef flavor. Uh, mushroom chicken stew flavor is fine too."
"Do you think your current physical state is fit for eating that stuff?" Mu Xingfeng’s displeasure was evident in his tone. "Wifey, you’re a patient now. The doctor just said you need easily digestible food. I asked Zhang Liang to buy you some porridge. If you’re hungry, I’ll feed you some later."
"Mu Xingfeng, don’t you feel you’re mistreating your wife? She’s already been hungry for a whole day," An Ran pouted.
"My wife is a patient, and although she’s been hungry all day, her stomach and intestines are more fragile after prolonged hunger. She can’t eat hard-to-digest things or junk food."
Mu Xingfeng pulled the sheet up higher over her. There weren’t many air-conditioned rooms in the hospital, just two or three, and the AC had issues. The air conditioner in this room was set to a constant temperature of 20 degrees.
"But your wife is also a doctor. She believes patients need nutrition, and to gain nutrition, one must eat meat." An Ran protested, extending her arm from the oversized sleeve. Her clothes were wet, so she’d been changed into an oversized nurse’s uniform from somewhere.
