The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 53 Can't you just be a little more patient?
Yu Tingwan had met this kind of person before. She had been harassed on the street by a hooligan who hurled a lot of vulgarities and even tried to touch her.

They simply believed that young women valued their reputation, so even if they were truly bullied, they would have to swallow it and dare not tell anyone.

Is Yu Tingwan afraid?

She relied heavily on Hu Dazhu at the time, and ran back to tell him about it.

Hu Dazhu, along with Hu Dalang, carrying hoes, chased after the hooligan's house and smashed it up.

Having learned from that experience, no one dared to approach Yu Tingwan again.

It's clear that there's no reasoning with these scoundrels; you have to use your fists.

The silly girl only acted so recklessly because she gave them a taste of sweetness!
"The village head was furious, so he had his son give the man a good beating. Perhaps he felt the pain, because the scoundrel backed down. He changed his tune and said he was willing to make do and suffer some losses to marry the silly girl. Since she could have a miscarriage, it was clear she could give birth. He was worried about not having a son to carry on the family line, but he wouldn't pay any dowry."

Yu Tingwan: ...?

Isn't this like getting something for nothing?

What do you mean by "losing out"? It's clearly about not being able to get married!
She frowned: "Marrying into that family will only bring suffering, and the silly girl's mother will definitely not agree."

Hui Niang: "Yes. The village head immediately scolded him for being shameless."

Yu Tingwan: "But this stalemate can't go on forever."

The previous incident of the foolish girl being bullied was unclear and a mess, and the foolish girl's mother had no clue how to pursue it, but this time the evidence is conclusive.

It's true that the silly girl was tricked by this beast into going to the mountains to do that kind of thing, and it's also true that she miscarried because of him.

It is possible to report it to the authorities.

But if things escalate, what good will it do for the mother and daughter?
Other villages would look down on Linxi Village, and would subconsciously avoid it when choosing spouses for their children.

There were already many unpleasant rumors circulating in the village, with quite a few saying that the silly girl was a lecherous woman.

They might feel sympathy, but what if their personal interests come into play after that sympathy?
This world is a cannibalistic place; how will this mother and daughter survive in the village?

Putting everything else aside, the village head didn't want things to escalate to that point.

Hui Niang: "The village headman told him to keep his mouth shut and to take out another half tael of silver."

It's not a lot, but it's not a small amount either.

Yu Tingwan pursed her lips.

Even if you're still angry, this is indeed the best solution.

"He's willing?"

Hui Niang: "The village head is capable of dealing with him. There's no room for negotiation; whether he agrees or not, it's not up to him."

Just as the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were saying this, Old Man Qian arrived.

He carried a medicine box on his back, his cotton coat was dirty, and he didn't even bother to fix the buttons that were buttoned up backwards; he was as slovenly as ever.

As soon as Old Man Qian entered the courtyard, he saw Wei Zhao sitting at the door of the house.

He leaned against the door, a cane lying beside him, his head bowed, staring blankly at the persimmons he held in his hands.

Old Man Qian strode over: "Is this prepared for me?"

Although it's not edible yet, it's still a token of Wei Shen's good intentions. His efforts over the past few days haven't been in vain.

Old Man Qian was pleased.

"Okay, I'll take it."

Wei Zhao slapped away the hand that was being offered to him.

Old Man Qian: ? ?

He glared at him, his beard bristling: "I've never seen anyone as stingy as you! You have so many persimmons, what's wrong with giving me one! What? Is your hand made of gold?"

He bent down and looked left and right.

"You don't look too well."

Old Man Qian moved the table next to him closer, put down his medicine box, and took out a pulse pillow: "Stretch out your hand."

Wei Zhao glanced at him, raised his right hand and offered it to him, palm up.

Feeling the pulse, Old Man Qian was greatly surprised.

Last time the pulse was clearly better, but this time it's so weak. It's almost imperceptible, as if the person could stop breathing at any moment.

The prescription he wrote after careful consideration was absolutely perfect!
Old Man Qian frowned: "You brat."

"You must have been exhausted last night."

Old Man Qian couldn't think of any other reason!
"I understand that you're young and full of energy on your wedding night, but can't you just be a little more patient?"

"Don't you know your own body?"

"If things get out of control, it's a minor issue if the wound reopens, but if you close your eyes and die in bed, it would be so embarrassing to even talk about it."

Wei Zhao raised his eyes, his expression cold.

For a fleeting moment, Old Man Qian felt a chill run down his spine from Wei Zhao's gaze. But quickly, Wei Zhao looked away. The overwhelming feeling of suffocation dissipated, as if it had just been an illusion.

Yu Tingwan came out of the kitchen at this time, carrying a bowl of piping hot porridge.

Seeing the person standing next to Wei Zhao, she asked gently, "Has Doctor Qian had breakfast?"

Old Man Qian looked strange.

Yu Tingwan put down the porridge. Even though she had doubts about Old Man Qian's medical skills, she still had to have him examine her before going to the county town.

"My husband's wound has become infected and is terribly swollen these past few days. His coughing up blood has also worsened considerably."

"His body was cold, and even a fire couldn't warm him up."

This was discovered by Yu Tingwan last night.

While Wei Zhao was asleep, she couldn't resist stretching her leg out towards him, only to find him as cold as an ice cube.

The blanket is so thick!
"I have no appetite, and eating too much will cause indigestion."

"By the way, after the lights are turned off, my husband's vision should be blurry, unlike during the day."

In the middle of the night, Yu Tingwan was awakened by the sound of a stool being kicked over.

By the faint moonlight streaming in through the window, Yu Tingwan saw Wei Zhao stumbling and bumping his way out of the house.

She quickly got out of bed.

"My husband, please tell me what's wrong."

"Are you hungry because you didn't eat dinner?"

Then she heard Wei Zhao's indifferent reply.

"Deal with Fu Meng."

I've wanted to clean it up for a long time.

Wei Zhao's hearing was always exceptionally sharp: ["I heard it call."]

Thinking about this, Yu Tingwan felt a headache coming on. She said to Old Man Qian with concern, "She's also having auditory hallucinations."

"He overthinks things, always fantasizing that he is exceptionally capable within Wei's army."

Forget about being a deputy general or not.

Yu Tingwan: "He even thought he was General Wei Zhao."

The general is dead, his body is rotting. How unlucky!

Wei Zhao was so angry he almost laughed.

If I weren't so weak, I would have crushed the persimmon in my hand.

Old Man Qian was astonished: "Is he that sick?"

He doesn't know how to cure it!
Old Man Qian looked at Wei Zhao: "You..."

He hesitated for a moment, then finally pulled Yu Tingwan aside to talk in a corner.

"Why didn't you marry him?"

"What's the point?!"

"So you want him to die quickly?"

"Is it because he's handsome?"

Yu Tingwan frowned.

Is he handsome?

He is not rugged or burly at all.

Old Man Qian choked up, then continued, "Give him a knife, and he'll slit his own throat. Aren't you afraid he'll do that to himself and drag you down with him?"

As he spoke, he tossed the small ceramic bottle from his arms to Yu Tingwan.

This girl has even convinced him to partner with her to sell medicinal herbs and make a fortune; he can't die.

"Keep this safe. I made it last night. If he has an attack one day and tries to harm you..."

"Didn't you ask me for poison on the mountain back then, to give to your aunt?"

"Your aunt can't use it."

She truly lives up to Hui Niang's description of a meticulous person.

Yu Tingwan heard his intonation.

"But your man can use it."

Wei Zhao: Thank you.
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(End of this chapter)