Chapter 8: The People Who Are Good to Him in This World

Standing at the door and seeing the doctor off, Qi Wanfeng turned around and headed back, walking towards the kitchen. When he came out, he was holding a bowl of warm porridge. As he went back to the room, he heard the voices inside from afar. He furrowed his brow, but finally returned to a calm expression. Holding the bowl, he greeted a-mu, the eldest brother’s wife, and the second brother’s wife, then walked towards the bed. “Si Lang, I brought you some porridge. Let me feed you a little.”

Honestly, he had only drunk two mouthfuls of water since waking up. Cao Xiangnan’s eyes lit up when he heard there was food. Heaven knows how hungry he was. When An’an heard there was food, his round eyes stared at the bowl his a-mu was holding. Knowing it was for a-die, he lowered his head and twiddled his little fingers without saying a word.

Qi Wanfeng noticed the child’s little action, and his nose tingled with emotion, but he finally held back.

“A-mu, let’s go out first, lest we get in the way of Wanfeng taking care of Fourth Uncle.” The eldest brother’s wife, Chen Li, felt uncomfortable smelling the odor in the room. It wasn’t a solution for them to stay here now. It would be better to go out and discuss what to do next.

The second brother’s wife, Wang Yan, had wanted to leave long ago. Hearing this, she echoed, “Yes, let Wanfeng feed Fourth Uncle something to eat.”

They couldn’t wait to run away, let alone help. Who knew when the one lying on the bed would stretch out his legs and leave? Just the thought of him being with someone who was about to die made his hair stand on end.

“A-mu, eldest brother’s wife, second brother’s wife, I can handle things here with Si Lang,” Qi Wanfeng said, putting the bowl in his hand aside. Seeing that these people were standing here wanting to leave but not leaving, he did a good deed and told them to leave.

“That’s good, we’ll go out then.” Cao A-mu Chen Zhu left without even looking at him.

The eldest brother’s wife and the second brother’s wife followed quickly and went out.

Seeing people leave, Qi Wanfeng breathed a sigh of relief. He had been feeding his husband for the past few days and already knew how to do it skillfully. Now, he didn’t dare to let people get up, so he could only feed him into his mouth little by little. But now that the person was awake, it was easier to feed than when he was unconscious, at least he would open his mouth on his own.

“Husband, open your mouth,” Qi Wanfeng said, putting the spoon to his husband’s mouth.

“Wait a moment.” Cao Xiangnan’s face was embarrassed. He didn’t want to drink porridge now. He wanted to release the water in his belly. He had been holding it for a long time. There were too many people just now and he was embarrassed. He was still very embarrassed now, but there was no way around it, was there?

Qi Wanfeng understood after looking at his husband’s expression and went to the corner to find a chamber pot.

His pants were pulled down, revealing his bird. Cao Xiangnan’s face was red, but he couldn’t help it. Besides the time when he was a child and needed someone to help him pee, this was the first time he had let someone do this kind of thing for him. And speaking of which, although this was his wife, they were just strangers who had known each other for less than a day.

Qi Wanfeng had become skilled in doing these things these days, and there was nothing embarrassing about it. He turned back to put away the chamber pot, washed his hands in the basin of water in the corner, and then went back to feed his husband.

Lying on the bed, letting someone feed him porridge spoon by spoon, he ate it mouthful by mouthful. When the porridge dripped from the corner of his mouth, a towel would wipe it clean. Cao Xiangnan ate very uncomfortably, not because the posture was uncomfortable, nor because lying down like this was uncomfortable, but because his heart was uncomfortable.