Chapter 539
Mr. Nian, Your Wife Refuses To Be The Substitute
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539 Wash off her tattoo (1:
A manâs words in bed could never be taken seriously.
Ning Qing did not take Nian lieâs words to heart. However, she was still surprised when Lu Zhui brought a strange woman over and said that he wanted to remove her tattoo.
Ning Qingâs mind went blank as she watched the woman skillfully operate the equipment.
She turned to Nian lie and moved her lips. why do you want to wash it off? â
How could a tattoo on a wound be an eyesore?
âI donât like it,â Nian lie said with a gentle smile.
Ning Qing was speechless.
The woman was ready. She said expressionlessly, â Madam, itâs ready.
Ning Qingâs teeth chattered in fear when she saw the man holding a pen to wash his tattoo. Nian lie, can I not wash my tattoo? â
Nian lieâs expression darkened. Although his tone was gentle, his words were filled with endless coldness.
âI canât,â
Ning Qingâs face turned pale.
donât be afraid. It wonât hurt: â Nian lie comforted her softly: He came behind her and hugged her.
The woman chimed in. donât worry, Madam. Iâm very skilled. Iâll also be injected with anesthetic when I get a tattoo. I wonât feel any pain during the process.
â......â
Ning Qingâs heart sank as she looked at the man who was not to be questioned.
Nian lie kissed the side of her face. lie down and sleep for a while. Itâll be over soon.
Ning Qing was half-forced to lie on the bed.
The woman approached. Her eyes wavered, and she had the illusion that sadness was covering her head.
Not a single part of his body was not cold.
The area of her tattoo wasnât large, so the washing process was very fast. She was only in a daze for a moment.
The woman packed up her things and left. Ning Qing stared at the ceiling blankly. Her hand moved towards her tattoo, but Nian lie grabbed it.
âYou canât touch it. Thereâs bacteria on your hands, and itâll make the wound inflamed.â
Ning Qingâs tears suddenly fell.
Nian lie was stunned. He caressed her face in a panic. whatâs wrong? â Does it hurt?â
Ning Qing raised her hand in front of her eyes, bit her lip, and shook her head.
It hurt.
It was too painful.
She had originally covered it with a tattoo because the C-section wound kept reminding her of the child she had lost.
But just because he said he didnât like her, he had exposed her lie.
The fear and pain of her flesh being torn apart layer by layer and her child escaping from her stomach was like a stick hitting her nerves!
Nian lie didnât know what was wrong with her. He thought that she was feeling aggrieved and hurriedly hugged her to comfort her.
âI know you think the scar isnât pretty, and I also know that Yingluo you donât like this scar. Iâll get someone to help you recover and make you look as good as before.â
â......â
âDonât cry, I wonât despise you, okay?â
His comforting words were of no use.
Ning Qing cried until all her tears had flowed out. She lost her vitality and became sickly.
After dinner, she lay on the bed and allowed the manâs hand to move around her waist.
It was cool to the touch, with a hint of an unknown medicinal smell.
this medicine can remove scars. Youâll be fine after applying it for a while. Nian lie said.
Ning Qing looked down and did not respond.
After he was done, he went into the bathroom to take a shower.
Ning Qing looked at the medicine he had put aside, not even feeling happy.
Not long after, aunt Lin knocked on the door and came in with a glass of water.
âMadam, your medicine.â
Ning Qing looked at the pill. what kind of medicine is this? â
Aunt Lin hesitated for a moment. Sir told you to eat. He said itâs for your health.
Ning Qing had just taken anti-inflammatory medicine and had never taken this white pill before.
She looked at aunt Lin, who smiled awkwardly.
She suddenly thought of something and her lips curled up.
âItâs for contraception, right?â