Chapter 472 - Constipation (1)

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Ferne was constipated.

At six o'clock in the evening, just after he had finished the delicious roasted pork for lunch, he covered his stomach painfully. He wanted to go to the toilet, but the wound on his belly was so tense that he couldn't do anything. His face turned purple due to pain. The doctors and nurses held an enema kit and surrounded him.

'What the hell is an enema kit?'

After the doctor explained to him vividly, Ferne was overcome by his shame.

'What do you mean by gently stabbing in?'

'Can the words 'gently' and 'stab' be used at the same time?

'It hurts and it's shameful just thinking about it!'

'Why did I eat that damn bowl of roasted pork?'

'But it's delicious.'

'Shit!'

Ferne tried to keep his final dignity and shouted at them, "Don't, don't touch my asshole."

And then, Noah, who hadn't come for a long time, arrived at the door of the ward when he heard Ferne screaming in pain, "Help! Don't touch my asshole! Go away! Help!"

Noah was dumbfounded.

After the door was opened, he saw the bed was surrounded by doctors and nurses. Ferne's mom and dad were here, but Lili wasn't. Probably after talking to Ferne, she knew that Ferne didn't like her, so she stopped coming to annoy him.

"Noah, you came at the right time!" As soon as Lady Dalton saw Noah, she immediately handed over the enema kit in her hands, "This child is disobedient and has been enduring it so hard. You know him well. Can you help him?"

Noah silently looked at the kit in his hand.

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"Let's go, let's all go out. Don't worry, Noah has been a good friend of my son. Leave him here. Let's all go out." Lisa kindly dismissed everyone. She considerately closed the door and shut herself out. And she left a gesture indicating her optimistic attitude towards Noah.

Noah was lost for words.

He quietly put down the Thermo jug in his hand and threw the kit on the bed. He then walked out and said, "Help yourself."

Ferne was such a freak that if one forced him to do it, he would shriek and shout desperately to protect his dignity. If one ignored him, like Noah did, then he would do it.

"Wait!" Ferne covered his eyes with his hands, "Since you're here, help me."

Ferne's shamelessness startled Noah again.

"Hurry up. I don't know them, so I feel very ashamed." Ferne bit the back of his hands, then shouted in Noah's direction, "I'm really in pain. Hurry up, while I can still speak!"

Ferne felt that his butt suffered a lot after saying this. Previously, his caudal vertebra was injured. And it was also Noah that applied medicinal alcohol for him.

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What did it prove? It proved that Noah had ties with his butt.

'Where is he? What is he waiting for?'

Ferne was about to put down his hands when he heard footsteps approaching. Then, someone reached out to carry him sideways and stripped off his pants.

Ferne was so ashamed that his face turned astonishingly flushed.

Noah was still studying how to use the enema kit. Ferne asked in a muffled voice, "Hurry up. What are you waiting for?"

"I'm studying it." After Noah finished reading the manual, he took Ferne's underpants off to his knees.

Ferne's back was facing him, and his entire body started to heat up.

Noah picked up the scissors on the table and cut open the top of the kit. He gently squeezed some lotion inside his butt. Ferne closed it tightly. Noah had no choice but to pat his butt, "Relax, it's too tight to enter."

Ferne thought to himself, 'What the hell are you talking about?'

Suddenly, a slightly cold hand touched his butt. Ferne trembled for a moment, and then he felt an object entered. He held his breath and did not make a sound. He only felt that the object was cold and somewhat hot.

Noah went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Just as Ferne was about to move, he heard Noah say without turning his head, "Don't move. Wait for two minutes."

"Fine." Ferne's back was facing him. He felt like a concubine waiting to be chosen by the king. It was as if he was rolled up in a quilt and was sent to the king's room after bathing.

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Ferne laughed and the wound on his stomach was torn apart. He quickly took a deep breath and tried to think of some miserable stories to change his emotions.

Only after calming down did he realize that Noah had been washing his hands for a long time.

"Come on! Is it necessary? Do you want to disinfect them?" Ferne was quite unhappy, "Many are dreaming of touching my butt."

After saying that, he was embarrassed to continue.

Noah walked out at this moment and slapped his butt when he heard this, "Then why did you keep me here?"

"Damn!" Ferne was almost knocked unconscious by his slap, and the tremor caused his own heart to contract uncontrollably.

"I should have stuffed that thing in your mouth." Noah frowned.

"I love swearing. You're not my wife. What do you care?" Ferne said as he stuck his neck. He couldn't see Noah's reaction anyway.

"It's your business what you say in front of others. Don't say it in front of me." Noah's voice turned cold. "If you let me hear it again, I'll stuff it into your mouth."

Ferne was lost for words.

Ferne thought frustratedly, 'Just say something about you being my wife. And this will be over.'

"Get me dressed. It's a little cold." His stomach began to wriggle uncomfortably, and his butt was chilly.

"Keep it so that you don't have to take it off later." Noah was unmoved, and even gave a fair evaluation of Ferne's butt, "You have a booty, so don't be embarrassed."

Ferne didn't feel embarrassed at being teased. He fought back, "Really? So do you."

Noah was speechless.

Although Ferne couldn't see his expression, he could tell that Noah's broken eyebrows were wrinkled. He wanted to laugh, but the wound on his stomach made him feel pain again. Before he could hold back his laughter for three seconds, his expression suddenly changed, "Noah! Be quick! Be quick!"

Noah stood beside the sickbed. Hearing his words, he immediately turned Ferne over and quickly opened the toilet beneath the sickbed.

Fortunately, Ferne was still able to hold it in with gritted teeth for 30 seconds. He waited until Noah said, "Okay."

Then he couldn't help but release himself without any hindrance.