In the next second, Sheng Sheng lifted her whole body along with the blanket. The moment Sheng Sheng held her, his heart trembled with fear because he discovered she was lightly trembling all over. He quickly dressed her.

Maimai kept struggling, fussing continually in his arms, "What are you doing! What are you doing! What are you~"

"Be good, I’ll take you to the hospital for a check-up," Sheng Sheng wouldn’t let her hesitate. He grabbed her legs to put on her panties but discovered her thighs were covered in blood. Helplessly, he put her down again and hurried to the bathroom to fetch a wet towel and a roll of paper.

"I’ll wipe it myself!" Maimai snatched the towel from Sheng Sheng’s hand, lowered her head, and started wiping her legs. Suddenly, she sensed something was wrong and looked up again: "You’re not allowed to look!"

Sheng Sheng’s face reddened slightly, and he turned his whole body away. "Take this, it’s better to use paper as padding."

Maimai didn’t respond to him, even after waiting a few minutes: "Are you done, can I turn around now?"

No response.

Sheng Sheng continued, "I’ll count to three, if you don’t answer I’m turning around."

"1, 2,..."

"Not done!"

Sheng Sheng sighed, "Hurry up, you really don’t look good."

Maimai stuffed almost half a roll of paper into her panties, ensuring it wouldn’t drip onto the floor anymore, finally saying reluctantly, "Alright!"

But she felt aggrieved, pulling Sheng Sheng’s arm as he turned back, "Can’t we not go to the hospital? Have a private doctor come over, and make sure to silence him after the check-up!"

Sheng Sheng: "..."

Maimai continued holding his arm, "Please, Brother Zun, I’m only in this mess because of you. If my identity gets out at the hospital, who knows how tomorrow’s tabloids will write about me? Can you bear to watch me be slandered?"

As she spoke, tears streamed down, making her look pitifully at him.

Sheng Sheng couldn’t resist her pitiful look, pressed her shoulders to let her lie down, "I’ll ask the front desk if there’s a doctor who can come over."

Maimai nodded weakly, clutching the blanket tightly, "You better not trick me."

"I won’t trick you."

Sheng Sheng swiftly tidied up the blood-stained paper on the floor, left the room, and ran to the front desk to inquire. Half an hour later, when he finally returned with a doctor, Maimai was curled up in bed in pain.

Doctor: "Can you tell me what happened before?"

The doctor was a middle-aged woman.

Sheng Sheng felt like a child who had done something wrong, a bit embarrassed. He tried to maintain his composure and stubbornly said, "We... um, just had our first time, she bled a lot, the bleeding won’t stop, and she’s in severe pain. I guess that’s about it."

Under the doctor’s gaze, Sheng Sheng wished he could disappear.

But little did he know, in the doctor’s eyes, he appeared calm and spoken with clarity.

"Doctor, am I going to die?" Maimai’s hair was completely damp, she looked especially disheveled, and the whole bed was a crumpled mess.

The doctor observed her complexion, thinking, no girl should be in this much pain after their first time.

Something seemed off.

"Do you need to step out?" the doctor asked Sheng Sheng.

Sheng Sheng decisively turned around and walked to the balcony.

But his ears perked up, listening intently to the conversation between the doctor and Maimai in the guest room.