The Commander's Useless Wife Is Actually a Hidden Boss!-Chapter 95 - 0 Do You Want to Sleep Together?

Suddenly, a pair of slender, large hands, carrying a comforting coolness, pressed against Lin Fu’s forehead and also stopped her from getting any closer.

Lin Fu finally woke up.

She wished she could find a hole to crawl into.

She must have been confused just now.

It wasn’t her fault for her lack of willpower.

Fu Xing pressed on Lin Fu’s forehead, and with a casual swipe, pushed her back onto the bed.

"The fever still hasn’t subsided. You need to rest more."

He asked solemnly, "Are you feeling very good now?"

He shouldn’t have mentioned it, but now that he did, the pain that she felt upon waking reappeared.

Lin Fu nestled her body into the soft and comfortable quilt, looking at Fu Xing with tearful eyes, and said pitifully, "No, it hurts. It hurts everywhere." freeweɓnovel.cøm

"I couldn’t tell at all just now," Fu Xing said as he picked up a transparent glass from the bedside table, which contained a light green liquid emitting a refreshing fragrance.

"Drink some nutrient liquid first. It has a pain-relieving agent added to it."

Lin Fu’s hand movement was very sluggish. "Feed me."

Fu Xing hesitated, a trace of helplessness flashing in his eyes, but he still personally held the cup and helped her drink it all.

"How is it?"

"It still hurts."

"Is it really that severe?" Fu Xing raised an eyebrow, showing skepticism, but seeing his little wife’s tearful, blurry-eyed look, he couldn’t bear it and comforted her, "Though the physical injuries in the Simulation Illusion aren’t real, the impact they have on the mind is real."

He explained, then suddenly stretched out his hand to massage her body through the quilt.

The man’s slender, well-defined hands seemed to carry a magic, and after the massage, it actually relieved the pain.

Lin Fu stared straight at him.

Fu Xing uncomfortably coughed, averted his gaze, and continued, "The pain you’re feeling now is just your mind remembering the injury. You think it hurts mentally, so it’s causing phantom pain. You need to slowly adapt and overcome it. Almost every soldier experiences phantom pain; those who get severely injured in the Simulation Chamber come out feeling this way."

"What about you?" Lin Fu looked at him blankly. "Do you hurt?"

"All experience it initially, but later overcome it," Fu Xing said nonchalantly. He also taught Lin Fu a few psychological hypnosis techniques to help her overcome the mental phantom pain.

Lin Fu tried them and indeed, they were effective.

Then she closed her eyes and whispered softly, "I don’t hurt, I don’t hurt, I’m not injured, I’m fine, I won, I’m the best..."

Though her voice was very low, how could it escape Fu Xing’s hearing?

Fu Xing sat back down on the single-seat sofa beside the bed, his left hand propping up the armrest, his chin resting on his hand, he took an amused look at Lin Fu. Hearing her mutterings, he couldn’t help but laugh, and those cold, deep eyes rippled with his light smile.

"This method is really good," Lin Fu exclaimed delightedly.

Fu Xing, with a complicated expression, covered his face with one hand, "Please never say that I taught you this method." It wasn’t such a naive, basic trick.

"The method you taught me is useful, but the one I figured out myself suits me better." Despite having travelled to the interstellar era, many of her habits still retained her old ways.

"I call this self-hypnosis," Lin Fu smiled happily. "Thank you, Fu Xing."

Her sudden thanks made Fu Xing somewhat uncomfortable, then suddenly curious, he asked, "What does ’sleep together’ mean?"

"Pfft, cough, cough..." Lin Fu choked herself, her cheeks turning red and her already pitiful eyes now even more teary as she looked back at the man beside the bed.

"You said we’d sleep together once we got back. Now that we’re back, do you want to sleep together?"