Chapter 8 Photos On His Phone
Of course I had to choose carefully.
For Qin Xiao's happiness, I had to find someone just right.
Before that, on Qin Xiao's phone, I had found he had saved many photos of muscular men.
From the look of those photos, I thought he liked the muscular type.
After Qin Xiao woke, I told him with red-rimmed eyes:
"Husband, the doctor said the tear back there was serious. You may have to stay in the hospital for half a month.
"Look. This is the male Caregiver I found for you. It will be easier for him to help you with the toilet, baths, and things like that.
"Mom is not convenient for this in the end. My strength is pretty small too. A male Caregiver is strong. He can help you."
Qin Xiao touched my head, soft and indulgent.
"Xiao Rou, you worked hard. I am sorry. I made you all worry."
I held his hand and said, all innocent:
"Husband, I know you meant well, going to the kitchen to make the lobster for us. Who knew this Australian Lobster was so fierce. It tripped you, and it even crawled into your butt."
Qin Xiao's face went red. Then he hurried to change the subject.
He picked up the photos I had chosen and started selecting.
More than ten minutes later, he picked a muscular man with a hard, masculine face.
It seemed I had guessed right. Qin Xiao really did seem to like muscular men.
Xu Yong had worked as a coach at a boxing gym before.
Because his father was sick and urgently needed money for surgery, he had started working as a Caregiver at this hospital.
Everything about him was good. Only the price was high.
Yang Fen saw it was 800 a day and waved her hands at once.
"What kind of goods is this? 800 a day. Forget it."
I blinked and looked at Qin Xiao.
"As long as Qin Xiao is happy, it does not matter how much it costs. Besides, the money at home was all earned by Qin Xiao. What is wrong with him spending a little to enjoy himself?"
Qin Xiao looked at me, moved.
"My wife is still the one who treats me well. She knows how to care about me.
"I can still afford this bit of money."
When I heard him call me wife, I somehow wanted to throw up.
Before, I had asked him why he would not call me wife. He always said Xiao Rou was fine. Wife was too mushy.
Thinking of it now, I figured he would rather be someone else's wife.
Qin Xiao and I insisted again and again. Yang Fen gave in.