Oh my god! My secret husband is a billionaire

Jiang Li raised her eyes and met Qin Ming's deep gaze, which clearly revealed impatience and a hint of contempt. She pursed her lips slightly and stopped talking.

After all, I have only met this man two or three times, and all the things that happened were unpleasant, so it is normal for him to dislike me.

Director Xu, noticing the two were in a bad mood, spoke up to break the tense atmosphere. "Ms. Jiang, I'll give you an IV now. I'll give you four bottles of medicine. If you have any physical needs or dietary needs during this time, you can ask your husband to help. Don't move the needle or disturb the wound."

"Well, he's not..." Jiang Li was about to correct the misunderstanding of the three words "your husband" when he was interrupted by Director Xu.

"Mr. Qin, please go to the bathroom and get some warm water. Let's wipe Miss Jiang's face. Look at her makeup. It's all smudged. If you didn't know her, you'd think she came out of Terror City."

Wash this woman's face? Qin Ming was almost driven crazy by Director Xu. Does she live by the sea? Why is she so nosy?

"Me? Wash her face?"

Jiang Li herself felt that it was too embarrassing to let a strange man wash her face. "No, no, no, no. Doctor, I can wash it myself."

Director Xu glared at her, then looked at Qin Ming. "You just had surgery on your right hand and can't move. And your left hand is still on an IV. Tell me, how are you supposed to wash your face?"

Qin Ming felt a little intimidated by her stare. Then, he said solemnly, "Jiang Li, I'll hire a nurse for you. I have important things to do at the company, and I don't have time to waste here."

Jiang Li hadn't expressed her opinion yet. But the orthopedic director, known for her meddlesome ways and her penchant for helping vulnerable women, wasn't pleased. She once again transformed herself into the righteous director of the Women's Federation and launched into a lengthy lecture.

"Mr. Qin, I'm not saying anything bad about you. As a man, no matter how rich or powerful you are, you should have a basic sense of responsibility. Miss Jiang is so ill now, but you only care about work and are indifferent to her. Do you have a clear conscience?"

"Some things should be done personally. A real man should be able to bend and stretch. What's wrong with taking care of your woman? Is it shameful?"

"I asked you to buy her sanitary napkins and underwear, but you were reluctant. I asked you to change her underwear, but you were also unwilling. Now you even make it difficult for her to wash her face. What use does she have for you as her husband? You're just a vase, isn't it?"

Qin Ming's head was buzzing. He really wanted to take some tape and seal the gossipy doctor's mouth shut.

The nurse was shocked and quickly ran away. It turned out that this Miss Jiang was actually the legal wife, Mrs. Qin. They were trying to seduce someone else's husband right in front of her and steal her away. How shameful!

Jiang Li, lying down, heard about buying sanitary napkins and changing underwear, and her jaw dropped. Then came the word "husband", which made her completely confused.

"Well, doctor, you misunderstood. She is not my husband. We are not very familiar with each other. Just don't make things difficult for him."

"Oh!" Director Xu sighed deeply and felt sad for Jiang Li.

This wealthy wife is truly miserable. Unloved by her husband, unloved by her husband, her life, despite all the glitz and glamour, is a truly miserable one. Even her identity cannot be made public, and everything she does depends on her husband's approval. She also has to be humble and speak well of him at every turn, feeling as pitiful as a captive monkey in a zoo.

"Doctor, he's really not my husband. You're wrong about him."

"Hey—I understand!" Director Xu sighed even more earnestly. "Once you marry into a wealthy family, it's like being buried in the sea, spending half your life surrounded by money. Girl, take care of yourself. Your husband is no good!"

Director Xu quietly left the ward, no longer caring about the young couple's affairs, leaving Jiang Li and Qin Ming staring at each other.

"Well, sir, the doctor misunderstood. Please don't mind it."

In order to protect her identity as a mysterious husband, Qin Ming explained weakly.

"Actually, the doctor didn't misunderstand. Because when you have surgery, you need a family member's signature before you can proceed. The situation was critical at the time, and I couldn't contact your family, so I lied and said it was your husband who signed. So, things became... what you see now."

Jiang Li smiled bitterly. "I'm sorry to have wronged you."

"It's okay! It's not particularly unfair!" In fact, what Qin Ming wanted to say in his heart was that it was more than just unfair. The biggest embarrassment of my life was thrown on you, the unlucky woman.

"If you are busy, go back first. I can do it myself." Jiang Li turned sideways, curled up into a ball, and her face became even paler, but she didn't want to show it in front of Qin Ming, so she had to drive him away.

Qin Ming noticed that something was wrong with her, "What's wrong with you?"

"Maybe the anesthetic has worn off and the wound is a little painful?"

"Does it hurt a lot?" Qin Ming came closer and saw that she was sweating profusely from the pain. "Wait. I'll ask the doctor if there's any painkillers."

"No! No need to call a doctor." Jiang Li stopped him and said embarrassedly, "Actually, I just have a stomachache. Just bear with it, it will be better after a while."

"What a trouble!" Although Qin Ming said he was disgusted, he still stood up and poured her a cup of hot water.

"Drink some hot water first and bear with it for a while. I'll go buy you some brown sugar!"

When he came back, Jiang Li's whole body was shaking with pain. He curled up in the quilt and whimpered like a kitten.

Director Xu came in with a basin of hot water. Seeing the brown sugar and donkey-hide gelatin oral liquid in Qin Ming's hand, he felt that this man still had a trace of conscience and might be able to be saved, so he handed him the handkerchief.

"Give her a compress with hot water, or rub your hands together to warm them up and cover her with it. It will feel better. I have other patients to treat over there, so you can do whatever you want."

Qin Ming held the handkerchief, feeling somewhat helpless, but Director Xu had already closed the door and left. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and go in person.

"The current situation is a bit special. They all think I'm your husband, so... I..."

Jiang Li understood that in order to avoid gossip, he could only let him fulfill his husband's duties. "Sorry for bothering you!"

Qin Ming carefully lifted up a corner of her clothes and gently applied a hot towel to her stomach.

After it cools down, I replace it with a new one. Repeat this process over and over again.

Both of them were silent. The only sound in the quiet ward was the breathing of each other, entwining in the heat.

Gradually, the hot water in the basin began to cool and was no longer suitable for application. Qin Ming didn't want to get a new basin, so he followed Director Xu's instructions, rubbed his hands vigorously to warm them up, and placed them on her flat belly.

The moment their skin touched, they both felt like they were being electrocuted, their nerves tensing up. Jiang Li, in particular, was completely frozen, his face red as a fiery cloud across the sky, extending all the way to his neck, and even his earlobes seemed to be dripping with blood.

"Relax a little, don't tense up!"

Qin Ming appeared calm on the surface, but his blood was actually boiling inside.

The woman's belly was soft, smooth, delicate, and as warm as porcelain. The feeling transmitted through his hands gradually stimulated his male hormones.

After only rubbing for three to five minutes, he didn't dare to continue. The primal wildness that was about to burst out was ready to burst out.

"All right!"

"This, this, this doesn't seem to be of any use. You should take two more donkey-hide gelatin oral liquids!"