Fire Chief vs. Surgeon: A Tale of Relentless Pursuit
Chapter 403: I’ll Wash the Sheets

Chapter 403: Chapter 403: I’ll Wash the Sheets

However, the person inside could guess the various reactions outside.

Originally looking at the planning proposal, his mind was suddenly filled with the image of a woman’s face, and the corners of his mouth were curling up more and more.

Next door.

Lu Jing had already pulled up the quilt and lain down. She definitely couldn’t sleep just yet, tossing and turning on the bed, her lower abdomen still faintly aching, the discomfort was overwhelming.

Every time right before her period, it was truly unbearable.

Better to just get it over with.

If it started, it wouldn’t hurt so much.

Until, the man in the study had finished dealing with work, he walked into the room and saw the woman on the bed still moving about.

He took a few steps forward and asked softly,

"What’s wrong?"

Lu Jing opened her eyes, a pair of pitiful eyes looking straight at the man.

The man’s heart melted,

"What exactly is wrong?" His tone was unbelievably gentle.

"I don’t feel good..." the woman said softly.

This caused the man to panic,

"Where does it hurt? Let’s go to the hospital!"

As he spoke, he was about to pick her up.

Lu Jing was startled and quickly started to stop him,

"No need, no need, there’s no need to go to the hospital."

"You said you don’t feel well, how can we not go to the hospital?"

Lu Jing couldn’t help but laugh and cry,

"Really, it’s not necessary. I’m just about to start my period, my stomach just feels uncomfortable."

Going to the hospital because of a period, that would be embarrassingly ridiculous.

So, better forget it.

The anxious man seemed to understand at this point,

"Is there anything I need to do?"

Lu Jing shook her head,

"No need."

Others can’t do much anyway, can anyone take my place? No, right?

But, the man went straight to the bed and lay down beside the woman, then reached out a hand to gently rub her lower abdomen.

"Is the pressure okay?" he asked.

Lu Jing was initially shocked, but then didn’t refuse, instead she quite enjoyed it.

Having someone rub her stomach, and the warmth of the man’s palm was quite soothing, indeed it was much more comfortable.

"It’s fine."

Since it was fine, he kept rubbing.

And with this rubbing, Lu Jing fell asleep after a while, having no idea how long the man had been rubbing before he stopped.

...

The next day, early morning.

The woman suddenly sat up from the bed with a jolt, not even pausing for a second, she turned over and got out of bed, then hurriedly ran out of the room.

Yikes!

With such a commotion, how could the man possibly keep sleeping?

He was also confused, What now?

However, he did notice in the corner of his eye the bedsheet beside him stained with a patch of blood.

Ah, he probably understood now.

He simply got up, and while the woman was still out, he took clean bedsheets and duvet cover from the wardrobe and changed them.

A few minutes later, Lu Jing came in, hand on her waist, and saw that the bed had been made new.

"You changed them?"

The man shrugged,

"Who else could it be, Cinderella?"

She only exists in fairy tales, not reality.

To say that Lu Jing wasn’t touched at all would definitely be a lie.

It’s really not easy for a man to do this.

You have to understand, in today’s society, there are many who adhere to male chauvinism.

The moment they get home, they just lay on the couch, not caring or inquiring about anything, expecting to be handed everything.

Cough.

"It’s good, I’ll put it aside for now. I’ll throw it in the washing machine in a moment."

Yet, the man didn’t just toss away the bedsheets and duvet cover,

"You don’t rush to do it, let me take care of it."

A thirty-year-old man, he knew a bit, that a woman can’t be too exhausting during her special time, and definitely shouldn’t touch cold water and the like.