His footsteps were neither fast nor slow, elegant as if he were a noble emperor.
Approaching the bed, he bent down, lowering his head, his face nearly touching Shen Cheng’s.
Just as Shen Cheng was about to ask for his help to sit up, his large hand had already enveloped her waist, and then she was hoisted into the air.
Without a word, Shi Yu carried her towards the bathroom.
"Put down!"
She needed to use the toilet, how was she supposed to do that with him carrying her like this?
Shi Yu ignored her words as if he hadn’t heard them at all; he had no intention of putting her down.
Shen Cheng struggled for a mont, but Shi Yu held her even tighter in his embrace.
Knowing her physical condition was no match for him at the mont, Shen Cheng simply gave up.
After entering the bathroom, Shen Cheng pushed Shi Yu out and locked the door.
After washing her face and hands with warm water, she ca out to find Shi Yu leaning against the wall, looking lazy and unconcerned.
She gave him a sidelong glance, then looked away, intending to walk back to the bed on her own.
But...
"Hiss—"
Only a few steps in, a sharp pain shot through her lower body, forcing her to halt.
Shi Yu squinted at her, his devil-may-care expression not fitting for the occasion.
"Call ’husband,’ and I’ll carry you back."
"I don’t need you to carry ."
The doctor said that it was important to get out of bed and move around after childbirth, and she refused to believe she couldn’t walk back on her own.
With gritted teeth, she turned around and continued towards the bed.
But after just two steps, she was suddenly swept off her feet and lifted into his arms.
Shi Yu once again proved with his actions the aning of "saying no with her words, but her body being honest."
He carried Shen Cheng anyway.
Even though his expression was sowhat cold and his moves quite domineering, he was still very gentle.
Just as he had lifted Shen Cheng, a nurse entered, pushing a set of dical equipnt.
Shen Cheng’s first reaction was to burrow into Shi Yu’s embrace.
For so reason, she felt as if this scene resembled that of being caught in an affair...
But Shi Yu, as if nothing was amiss, calmly carried Shen Cheng back to the bed without paying any attention to the nurse standing to the side.
After tucking her in, he then turned to the nurse, signaling for her to co over for the check-up.
Under his intimidating presence, the nurse’s hands shook slightly, and she fumbled through the check-up.
Shi Yu’s face grew increasingly colder as he stood by.
About ten minutes later, the check-up was finally done.
The nurse handed Shi Yu a box of dicine, explained the dosage and the ti to take it, then left the ward as if fleeing.
Shi Yu turned to pour water, then sat by the bed and took out the dicine from the box.
Shen Cheng had one weakness, from childhood, she’s never been afraid of pain, but she couldn’t stand bitterness.
So whenever she fell ill in the past, she would endure if she could avoid injections, and opt for injections over taking dicine if possible.
Seeing Shi Yu offering the dicine, she hurriedly turned her face away.
"Be good, take it," Shi Yu coaxed with rare gentleness.
"I’ve had IV fluids, injections, why do I still have to take dicine!"
"Because you’re weak after giving birth."
"You’re the weak one!"
He’s weak?
"Soon you’ll find out just how weak your man is."
"I’m saying ’you’re physically weak’!"
"Mhm, that’s what I ant too."
"The ’physical weakness’ I’m talking about isn’t that kind!"
"Stop arguing, just take the dicine."
"Don’t wanna..."
"Be obedient."
"I won’t listen," Shen Cheng huffed: "I’m the one who got pregnant, gave birth, takes injections and dicine, but you’re the one who’s comfortable, it’s not fair at all!"
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