Chapter 15 Why Don’t You Give Yourself to Me

Bright held Rose by her waist and strode away. His back was tall and straight with a strong charisma.

Rose leaned against him with her ears close to his left chest, feeling his violent heartbeat, feeling the
warmth from her chest. It was really warm...

Bright cast his eyes down and glanced at her. She frowned very tightly, as if she was in pain.

He couldn't help but speed up his pace and headed outside the hotel.

Bright got into a taxi at the entrance of the hotel. He sat in the back, with Rose in his embrace.

“Go to the nearest hospital.” Bright said to the driver.

As the car started, Bright took off his scarf and wiped the fine sweat from Rose’s pale forehead. “Are
you okay?” Bright’s usual indifferent tone became softer. Rose nodded, but her face was still pale, and
she was still oozing cold sweat, appearing uncomfortable.

“Lean on me for a bit. We’ll be at the hospital soon.” Bright comforted her and urged the driver.

Twenty minutes later, they arrived at the nearest City Y People’s Hospital.

The car hadn't stopped, yet Bright already opened the door and got out of the car. He held her out of
the car and went to the emergency department.

“Doctor, save her.”

Bright had a handsome face, a tall figure, and a noble demeanor. As soon as he appeared, he attracted
countless attention.

“Why are you standing still? Don’t you see her sick?” Bright’s voice was loud and steady, full of strong
force.



By then did the female nurses who were infatuated with Bright come to their senses. “Coming.” They
blushed and anxiously replied.

Two female nurses grabbed a bed from the side and pushed it towards Bright. “Place the patient here.”

“What's wrong?” Another nurse asked, hoping to understand the basic situation.

“It should be a stomach-ache.” On the way, Bright saw that Rose’s hands were on her abdomen. She
had no energy to speak because of the pain.

“Hurry up and register the patient.”

The nurse pushed Rose to the emergency room.

Bright hurried to register, and after returning, he was blocked by the nurse. “Sir, please wait outside.”

Bright squeezed the registration slip, his thin lips pursed tight. He then gently settled on the lounge
chair beside him.

He sat there, and the girls passed by all glanced at him with eyes full of amazement.

“Sir, do you want some water?” A nurse stepped forward boldly.

“Thank you.” Bright took the water and placed it next to him.

Seeing that the female nurse had not left, he asked, “Is there anything else?”

The female nurse shook her head and nodded before asking, “Sir, is this lady is your girlfriend?” Bright
looked up slightly, his eyes deep like a well. He just stared at the female nurse, making the latter
startled.

“Sorry to bother you.” The female nurse turned to leave.



“She is my wife.” Bright smiled slightly and replied sonorously.

This remark not only satisfied the curiosity of these gossipers, but also shattered their hearts. The door
of the emergency room was pushed open, and the doctor walked out. Bright immediately came up to
the doctor. “Doctor, how is she?”

The doctor took off his mask and looked at Bright very seriously, his gaze mixed with surprise.
“Doctor?”

Bright called out again. “What is her illness? Is it serious?”

“It’s not serious. She just has menstrual cramps and dysmenorrhea.” As the middle-aged female doctor
spoke, she also blamed Bright. “What are you doing as her husband? Your wife can’t drink alcohol or
eat anything cold, don’t you know?”

Menstruation? He thought it was a stomach problem or something like diarrhea...

“…” Bright was dumbfounded. “Then...what should I do?”

“I will prescribe some analgesics for her, and she can go home after IV drops.” The female doctor
pushed her glasses and spoke coldly. “Sir, you should reflect on yourself.”

“Then what can I do now?” Bright, who had always been aloof, didn't get upset because of the doctor's
criticism, but instead asked modestly for advice.

And Bill, who just arrived, saw his big boss behave like an elementary school student educated by a
teacher. He was extremely surprised.

Was this still the big boss who tortured them?

He had always been the one to criticize others.



“Now go buy some sanitary napkins for your wife and mix brown sugar in warm water for her to drink.
Or get a hot water bottle to warm her lower abdomen.” The female doctor spoke. “Take good care of
your wife.”

Bright looked at Bill, who stood quietly, and said, “Remember what the doctor just said. Go buy them
quickly.”

Although embarrassment flashed across Bill’s face, he dared not disobey the big boss’ orders. “Forget
it, I'll go myself. You watch things here.” Bright stopped Bill, who was just about to head out.

Afterward, Bright went to a 24-hour supermarket in front of the hospital to shop.

He had never bought sanitary napkins for any woman, and he didn't know which one to choose with
many brands in front of him.

He picked the most expensive ones, and grabbed a bag of brown sugar and an electric hot water bag
before going to checkout.

Some young girls were envious when they saw him shopping.

“If such a handsome man can buy me sanitary napkins for once, I’ll marry him.”

“It must be super nice to be his girlfriend. Give me ten dozen of a boyfriend like him!”

“I am so jealous.”

When Bright arrived at the infusion room with his shopping bag, Rose was already hooked up to IV
drops. He gave the brown sugar and hot water bag to Bill to prepare.

He sat down by the hospital bed and looked at Rose who appeared a bit more energetic. “Are you
better?”



“Thank you.”

“Don’t you know your condition? I thought you were sick.” Bright frowned. He realized that this woman
didn't cherish herself very much.

“I have dysmenorrhea. But this time I drank too much alcohol, plus the workload today...and I was
nervous, so it was even more serious.” It had always been a problem for Rose.

“It has always been like this?” Bright asked, the light sharpening his cold and handsome face.

“Usually, I just needed to pay attention for a few days. This time is an exception. I didn't expect it to hurt
like this.” Rose bit her lips. As her eyes fell on the bag he held, she changed the subject. “What is this?”

“What the doctor asked me to buy for you.” Bright put the bag in front of her.

Rose opened it and took a look – it was all sanitary napkins. Her pale and colourless face turned red.
She was shy like a begonia.

“You bought it?” She couldn't believe it.

“Yeah.” Bright looked at her and saw her slightly tinted cheeks. “I'm not embarrassed, yet you are
blushing. How are you going to thank me this time?”

Rose didn't know what to say.

Very few men would personally buy such personal things for girls, never mind someone of status like
Bright. It must’ve been very difficult for him.

She would be lying if she said she wasn’t moved at the moment.

People's hearts are real. Rose felt waves rushing turbulently in her heart, causing her nose
uncontrollably sore.



“I owe you a favour, and I can return the favour whenever you want me to.” Rose suppressed her
soreness with a sincere expression on her face.

“Why don’t you give yourself to me.” Bright gracefully overlapped his long leg with the other while
smiling slightly.


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