My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious
Chapter 275: The Terrifying Shadow, Getting a Shot
CHAPTER 275: CHAPTER 275: THE TERRIFYING SHADOW, GETTING A SHOT
When Lu Qing walked into the hospital room, Qin Miaomiao was lying on the bed, her hands covering her ears. The moment she saw him, her eyes lit up like she was seeing her savior:
"Hubby, you’re finally here! I need a replacement, I absolutely need a replacement!"
"Isn’t Little Fourth doing fine?"
Little Fourth was still there, intently staring at her. Judging by his expression, if she dared say he wasn’t fine, he might burst into tears right in front of her. Qin Miaomiao swallowed and carefully chose her words:
"Little Fourth is so, so good, but... I still want someone else."
"No way."
Lu Qing mercilessly refused her. Qin Miaomiao grabbed his arm with her left hand and stared him down with an expression that said, "If you don’t agree, I won’t let go."
If things went on like this, she was bound to be nagged into madness—it was unbearable.
"Then agree to a few demands of mine."
Oh, using the moment to threaten him, huh!
"Go ahead."
"First, you must take your injections on time and properly take your medicine."
"Okay."
"Second, you’ll have to keep the bodyguard I assigned to follow you around, no ditching them."
"Okay."
She agreed a bit reluctantly.
"Third, the rule of three times a week—you’ve got to change it."
Huh? Qin Miaomiao blinked, not quite catching on. What "three times a week"? He still had the nerve to think about that under these circumstances!
Lu Qing ruffled her hair. Qin Miaomiao let out a cold huff—this involved marital authority, and she wasn’t about to let herself be threatened! As for Little Fourth’s slightly bothersome nature, she’d just bear with it.
At that moment, the head nurse walked in holding a tray:
"Miss Qin, time for your injection."
Qin Miaomiao’s expression froze. She quickly asked, "Isn’t taking medicine enough? Why do I need an injection?"
"Your wound is quite severe. To prevent infection, an injection is the safest option."
The head nurse, in her thirties or forties, glanced at Lu Qing and addressed him directly:
"Sir, please hold your wife still."
Then she brought out the needle. At the sight of the long, thin syringe, a chill ran down Qin Miaomiao’s spine. She swallowed hard and forced a sweet, pleading smile:
"Honey, can we talk about this? Let’s skip the injection, okay?"
Lu Qing remained unfazed and pressed her down directly: "No. Nurse, where does the injection go?"
"Her buttocks."
"Little Fourth, leave the room."
Little Fourth responded with an "Oh" and flashed Qin Miaomiao a grin: "Young Madam, I’ll be waiting outside, okay? If you need anything, just call me!"
With her injured hand unable to move and her other hand held down, Lu Qing firmly pulled her pants down a bit as she struggled slightly, only to be entirely restrained, completely unable to move!
The head nurse held the syringe in one hand and a cotton swab soaked in alcohol in the other, and dabbed it on her lower backside.
Qin Miaomiao trembled all over in anxiety, her voice quaking: "It hurts... it hurts... it hurts! Hubby, let’s call it off!"
Lu Qing: "The needle hasn’t even gone in yet."
"I’m not doing it, I’m not doing it, I’d rather die than get the injection! Aaaaah!"
A blood-curdling scream sounded from within the room—any outsider might have thought some tragedy was unfolding.
After the head nurse left, Qin Miaomiao was lying half on her stomach, the side of her backside that had been injected still so sore that she couldn’t move and was clenching her teeth in pain.
Lu Qing began soothing her: "Alright, the injection’s done."
Qin Miaomiao shot him a glare before turning her head away. Lu Qing lightly patted her back:
"You can’t handle a little pain?"
"It’s not the same! Look at my arm—it’s so injured, yet I didn’t even make a sound. But injections... are my worst nightmare, okay? Let me warn you—moving forward, it’ll be meds only, no more injections. Otherwise, I’ll... I’ll leave home!"
Lu Qing pinched her cheek, his gaze narrowing slightly:
"Leave home? Where would you go?"
Just then, the door swung open, and a low, subdued voice sounded: "To Liyuan."