Wen Li glared at Huo Yuanchen.

She felt that he was a jerk. He knew that she couldn't have any emotional ups and downs after the operation, but he still deliberately used such words to provoke her.

However, after he interrupted her, the grievance in her heart eased a little, and her nose didn't feel so sore anymore.

Huo Yuanchen took a tissue and wiped her tears, his movements were quite gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting her. When wiping, his palm inevitably touched her face, which was soft, and her cheek was very cool and a little wet.

He took another tissue and wiped it for her, then asked her, "Does the wound hurt? Maybe the anesthetic has worn off. You have to bear with it. It won't hurt so much in two days."

Wen Li rolled his eyes at him, "It's easy for you to say that. It's not like you're the one doing the surgery."

Considering that she was a patient, Huo Yuanchen rarely bothered with her.

Wen Li was worried, so she asked him, "Did you see my wound? Is it healed? How good is the doctor's stitching skills? When my father was in the hospital, I saw patients who had just finished surgery. Their wounds were stitched like centipede legs, so ugly. Will I have such an ugly scar on my stomach in the future?"

Huo Yuanchen pondered her words for a while before he understood and asked her, "You were upset and cried just now because you were worried that there would be a scar on your stomach?"

Wen Li said, "I was also worried that a male doctor would perform the surgery on me, and I was also worried that there would be a scar on my stomach. If I had such an ugly scar on my stomach, how would I be able to wear a bikini in the future?"

Huo Yuanchen thought about it and felt that it was too ugly to leave a scar on her belly. Her belly was originally white and flat, and he liked to kiss it. If there was a scar, it would be a bit off-putting when he was with her.

"Let's talk about it after the stitches are removed." He comforted Wen Li, "When you get home, apply some scar removal cream frequently."

"Can your scar removal cream also heal surgical wounds?" Wen Li asked him.

Huo Yuanchen nodded, "Okay."

Wen Li was relieved. She felt very sleepy, but the pain from the wound made her unable to sleep. Closing her eyes only magnified the pain, so she wanted to find something to distract herself.

I said to Huo Yuanchen, "Tell me something. Don't tell jokes, I'm afraid I'll have a stomachache from laughing. Just tell me something ordinary."

Huo Yuanchen thought for a moment and said, "I don't know what to say to you, but if you want to kill time, I can read a book to you."

Wen Li nodded immediately, "Okay, then read to me."

Huo Yuanchen came to the hospital, so of course he couldn't bring any books with him. But he had the habit of reading e-books on his phone, so he took out his phone, picked up a book, and read it to Wen Li slowly.

Wen Liru was listening to a foreign book and interrupted him after two sentences, "Stop. What book are you reading to me? Why can I understand every word, but I don't know what they mean when they are put together?"

Huo Yuanchen showed her his phone and said calmly, "This is a guidebook for the High School Biology Olympiad Competition. This one is relatively simple, and you should be able to understand it."

Wen Li, "..."

Seeing Huo Yuanchen opening his mouth to continue reading, she quickly interrupted, "Change it. Even if it's a cookbook, at least I can still understand the names of the dishes."

Huo Yuanchen glanced at her and put his phone away. "Sorry, I don't have any recipes on my phone."

He raised the bed a little so that Wen Li could sit up and look at him at eye level, and asked calmly, "Do you want to relieve yourself?"

Wen Li blushed and shook her head, "I don't want to."

He frowned and said with some dissatisfaction, "That won't work. The doctor said you need to pass the gas as soon as possible after you wake up. Think of a way to pass the gas quickly."

Wen Li blushed even more and muttered, "What kind of crappy surgery am I doing? Why do I have to force people to fart?"

Huo Yuanchen heard it and explained to her seriously, "Abdominal surgery does require venting. If you really don't want to vent, you can get out of bed and walk back and forth to promote intestinal peristalsis."

Wen Li frowned and shook his head, "I don't want to. It hurts when I move, and I can't get out of bed."

Huo Yuanchen was also in a dilemma. After thinking for a while, he said, "Then wait for me."

He rolled her bed back so that she lay flat on her back, went out for a while and came back with a steaming towel in his hand.

Wen Li asked curiously, "What are you going to do?"

He sat down without saying a word, lifted a corner of the thin blanket covering her, reached in, avoided her wounds, put the hot towel on her belly, and began to rub it gently.

At first, Wen Li felt very awkward and wanted to hide, but when she moved, her wound hurt, so she had no choice but to give up and let Huo Yuanchen torment her.

The temperature of the towel was just right, and after covering her belly for a while, it made her feel a little lazy. Huo Yuanchen's rubbing force was just right, and she felt so comfortable that she wanted to close her eyes.

He had tormented her many times and knew how much intensity she liked, so he served her to her liking.

After a while of feeling comfortable, Wen Li felt something was wrong with her stomach. She suddenly became very nervous and even reached out to push Huo Yuanchen.

"Okay," she said.

He raised his eyelids and looked at her, "Do you feel it?"

Wen Li's face was red as if it was about to bleed, but she endured the embarrassment and nodded, "Yeah."

Huo Yuanchen immediately stopped what he was doing, took out a tissue and wiped his hands, wiping each finger carefully and seriously.

Wen Li was hurt by the disdain in his eyes, and said a little depressedly, "If you disdain me so much, why don't you just not rub me in the first place? Why do you have to pretend?"

"Your belly is soft and feels comfortable to touch." He said calmly, not realizing how shameless his words were.

Wen Li glared at him and complained, "Even if you consider that I'm a patient, can't you be nicer to me?"

Huo Yuanchen rubbed his brows and said with a bad look on his face, "If I woke you up in the middle of the night and you stood outside the operating room all night waiting for me, would you be nice to me?"

Wen Li was stunned for a moment, and asked with a touch of emotion, "You really stayed with me all night?"

"Do you think I would just leave you to faint?" Huo Yuanchen looked at her coldly, "You are still my girlfriend after all. I am not that bad."

He handed the towel to Wen Li, "Rub it yourself until all the air is expelled. I have a symposium to attend, so I'll leave first."

Wen Li was too lazy to rub it. She blinked at him and asked him, "Can you ask the nurse to give me another injection of anesthetic? I'm sleepy and want to sleep, but the wound hurts too much to sleep. I don't know how to speak the language here. If you leave, I won't be able to explain anything to you."

Huo Yuanchen thought for a moment and said, "The hospital has strict control over anesthetics. You have already had the surgery, so we definitely cannot give you anesthetics. However, if you are in severe pain, I will ask the nurse to get you some painkillers."

Wen Li nodded, "This is best."

Huo Yuanchen watched her take the painkillers and left before she fell asleep.

When she was leaving, her attending doctor met him, gave him her medical records, and asked, "Did she do any strenuous exercise yesterday? Given her cyst symptoms, it generally wouldn't rupture."

Huo Yuanchen's mind flashed with the image of Wen Li entering the cabin breathlessly. She ran so fast that it should be considered strenuous exercise.

His eyes flickered, and he took the medical record naturally. He told the doctor in a cold tone, "The cause is no longer important. Please, arrange the best possible recovery for her after the operation."