Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

No, Su Chen is a Taoist priest who catches ghosts. There really are ghosts. Help! She seems to be even more scared...

Qin Wushuang suppressed his fear and rushed directly to the bathroom. Looking at the bright lights, his fear subsided a lot. He opened his cell phone and started browsing to distract himself.

A few minutes later, he opened the bathroom door and rushed directly to the bed, tripping over something.

With a bang, it fell heavily to the ground with a loud noise.

Su Chen sat up suddenly, turned his head and looked over, but didn't see anyone. He called out, "Wife, are you there?"

Qin Wushuang's eyes were filled with tears from the pain, and he gasped: "Hoo, hoo, I, I'm fine, I just tripped accidentally just now, I just need to take a break."

Click, and the lights came on the next moment.

The two looked at each other, and Qin Wushuang looked embarrassed.

Su Chen got out of bed and picked the man up. He squatted down to check. Looking at the bruised knee, he directly took out the medicine box, gently treated it, and blew on it: "Blow it and it will stop hurting."

"Turn on the night light at night so you won't fall when you go to the bathroom. Our family doesn't need the electricity bill, so my wife doesn't need to save it."

"...I wasn't trying to save electricity. I was just careless. Yeah, it was just careless. I'll be more careful next time."

Qin Wushuang raised her chin, her eyes wandering. She would never watch horror movies again, really, because they were too scary.

Su Chen treated the wound, picked her up and laid her on the bed. He leaned over and kissed her on the corner of her mouth, a smile in his eyes: "If you can't sleep, we can exercise."

"If you're tired, it's easier to fall asleep."

"...??"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Chen leaned over and pressed down.

After the love affair ended, Qin Wushuang was so tired that she couldn't move her fingers. Her eyelids were very heavy, so she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep. The effect was really good. She didn't have time to think about ghosts now.

A low laugh was heard: "Silly girl, you're just scared, but why are you still so arrogant? You're so cute."

Early next morning

Before Su Chen opened his eyes, he reached out and touched his side, but it was empty. He sat up and washed up, then lifted the quilt to tidy up, and saw a bloodstain the size of a coin.

Her brows furrowed. He was so intense last night. Could he have hurt her? Where did the blood come from? Was it on her knee or...

No, it’s better to ask.

Su Chen took the phone and called, and the call was quickly connected.

[Hey, honey, do you feel anything uncomfortable somewhere? Does it hurt?]

Qin Wushuang looked confused. She seemed to be feeling a little uncomfortable. She had been feeling a little stuffy and painful in her stomach since yesterday, and she didn't know what was going on.

[A little bit, my stomach feels a little stuffy and painful, what's wrong? ]

[…Maybe I pushed too hard last night. There's a little blood on the bed. I wanted to ask if you're hurt anywhere. I'll bring you some ointment.]

Su Chen said it seriously. It was written in Wang Ma's manual that couples must pay attention to hygiene during their sexual life. If they are accidentally infected, they can easily get gynecological diseases.

Qin Wushuang reacted, his mind going blank. His face felt hot, and his ears and neck were red. He feigned composure.

"No, no, don't talk nonsense. I'm not injured. No need to send ointment. I'm busy now."

After saying that, he hung up the phone with a hint of embarrassment in his eyes.

As Su Chen listened to the beeping sound, he felt more and more that she was injured. Given her proud and spoiled personality, she would not say anything even if she was injured. It was not easy to ask others about such things, so he decided to go and take a look in person.

I made some soup to replenish my qi and blood, put it in a thermos, and drove directly to the Qin Building.

Secretary Gao simply looked up and said politely, "Mr. Su, you're here. President Qin is still in a meeting. Why don't you go to the lounge and wait for a while? Would you like something to drink?"

"Okay, just give me a glass of water, please."

"Yes, Mr. Su, this way please."

Su Chen sat in the lounge, took out his cell phone and started writing something.

Qin Wushuang's face was a little pale. After the meeting, he forced himself to return to the lounge. He saw the person sitting on the sofa. The two looked at each other in surprise.

"You, why are you here?"

"You look pale. Are you feeling unwell somewhere? Are you bleeding? Let me take a look."