The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 89 We've been married for so long, I'll make you lose your mind.

The next two days were spent traveling as usual, no different from before.

No, there are still some.

For example, an old ox struggles a lot during the day, but at night it's like it's taken a stimulant.

For example, on their last day, they were targeted by bandits, each carrying a knife.

But the girl didn't notice; she was only paying attention to the road conditions.

Suddenly, heads appeared in the mountains and forests, looking down at the convoy on the road.

"Second Master, those people look like government officials. We don't have as many men as they do, so they might be difficult to deal with. Shall we make a move?"

The man known as the second-in-command had crisscrossing knife scars on his face and a fierce glint in his eyes.

He cursed gruffly, "Deal with it? Go and die! How many brothers have been lost over the years?"

Since the mountain was closed, no one has come to escort goods anymore.

They're going to be eating dirt!
The second-in-command suddenly stopped looking and his gaze fell on the oxcart that was huffing and puffing as it moved forward.

He wouldn't dare to mess with officials, but ordinary people would.

So what if he looks like a poor guy?
The man on the oxcart looked like he was about to die; he was going to see a doctor, and he must have money hidden on him.

The young woman's features were obscured by Hui Niang, but what could it be?

None of those guys have wives!

The second-in-command was excited.

"Keep an eye on them, wait until they're alone."

Halfway there, Wei Zhao started coughing so hard it was excruciating, and he couldn't stop.

Despite living outdoors and enduring harsh conditions, his condition worsened, his pale complexion tinged with a bluish-gray hue.

His whole body felt as if it were being bitten by a wild beast; his limbs spasmed and trembled uncontrollably.

His condition is very bad.

This terrified Yu Tingwan and Hui Niang.

The girl was worried: "You can't keep coughing like this."

She took out the water bag, and the water inside was as cold as ice.

Yu Tingwan gritted her teeth and told Hui Niang to stop the oxcart. She went to the roadside to start a fire and boil water so she could soothe Wei Zhao's throat.
This gave the bandits an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

The second-in-command arrogantly shouted, "Go!"

"Rob the money and the women."

The group moved swiftly, their determination evident in their eyes.

Before they could even leave the forest, they were blocked by Fu Meng, who was dressed in black and white.

Soon, mournful cries echoed from the mountains and forests.

Yu Tingwan had just warmed the water and fed it to Wei Zhao when she suddenly looked up at the mountains and forests.

"Did you hear any sounds?"

Wei Zhao felt completely powerless: "No."

Yu Tingwan asked doubtfully, "Really not?"

She looked at Yue Shan.

Yue Shan wanted to say that he heard it!

But Wei Zhao glanced at him, and the words that were about to come out came out as: "No way."

Yu Tingwan stopped dwelling on it and wiped the cold sweat from Wei Zhao's forehead: "Then I must have misheard."

Wei Zhao replied in a faint, nasal voice, "Mm."

Yu Tingwan: Are you feeling better?

"Ah."

Yu Tingwan: "If you're still feeling unwell, you must tell me."

"Um"

Yu Tingwan: "Then you go to sleep, we're on our way."

He was listless, and his responses grew weaker with each reply: "Mmm."

Yu Tingwan's eyes darted around, and she leaned closer, boldly cultivating their relationship: "We've been married for so long, have I ever made you lose your mind?"

"Ah."

Suddenly, he realized what was happening and lifted his eyelids. He met the girl's mischievous gaze.

Wei Zhao remained silent, as always.

His eyes were heavy.

But... there was no rebuttal.

There were no further unexpected incidents along the way.

When they arrived in town, they were stopped by the guards at the city wall. Yu Tingwan calmly handed over a guarantee written by the village head.

The guard glanced at them, checked the number of people, and then let them pass.

Yu Tingwan took the opportunity to inquire about obtaining a travel permit.

The guard glanced at her.

The girl was dark-skinned, but her features were quite regular.

"It's too late today, I'll go to the yamen tomorrow morning." Yu Tingwan thanked him, led the oxcart inside, and began to make plans.

The written guarantee from the village head is the pass to enter the town; if you want to enter the county, you have to go to the town government office to get a travel permit.

It was getting late, and there was a curfew at the county town gates. Even with a travel permit, it was unlikely that one could get in.

They've been traveling a lot these past few days, and they're all finding it hard to get through it.

Perhaps we should find a place to stay first.

Since they weren't familiar with each other, Yu Tingwan could only ask.

Get a response.

"An inn? There's an inn up ahead, just look for it."

The group moved forward.

Hui Niang was timid and dared not look around.

Yu Tingwan looked back and forth.

Who would have thought that they would find the clinic before they even found the inn?

The plaque hanging on the door is very eye-catching, and a strong medicinal fragrance can be smelled as soon as you enter.

The old doctor sat in front of the medicine cabinet, his fingers moving nimbly, making crisp, click-clack sounds as he worked on the abacus.

Hearing the noise, he casually glanced up and saw an old, dilapidated oxcart parked in front of the clinic. He got up and went outside, glancing at the man on the oxcart; his expression turned serious.

"No need to help them in, it's too much trouble."

He approached: "Hand."

Wei Zhao glanced at him listlessly, not wanting to pay him any attention.

Yu Tingwan had no choice but to carefully lift the man's wrist and present it to the old doctor.

Wei Zhao never believed that the town's doctor could save him.

He never held out any hope.

Just as the old doctor was about to take his pulse, Wei Zhao turned his wrist and placed it on his pulse.

doctor:???
What... is this rhythm?
Who's going to see the doctor anyway?!

He chuckled: "Did you find anything?"

Wei Zhao: "You don't want to hear this."

"Why don't you tell me?"

Wei Zhao's expression was strange.

Fine, I'll give in to him.

"Impotence".

The old doctor's face twisted for a moment.

"Take fewer tonics."

Wei Zhao said calmly, "As you get older, just let nature take its course."

Old doctor: ? ? ?

Hui Niang: ? ? ?
Yu Tingwan: !!!

Seeing the old doctor's grim face, Yu Tingwan was in a daze.

So... does Wei Shen really have some skills?

Was he really not joking when he stabbed himself that night?
The old doctor, enraged and embarrassed, retorted: "Nonsense!"

"Do you still want to watch it?!"

Yu Tingwan snapped out of her daze: "Let's take a look."

She was afraid of offending people.
The girl nodded knowingly: "My husband..."

"This is not good, doctor, please don't take it to heart."

The old doctor really wanted to storm off, but if he closed the door, wouldn't that make it a done deal...?

He suppressed his temper, checked Wei Zhao's pulse, and his eyelids twitched.

The anger subsided somewhat.

Forget it, why bother arguing with a dying person?

This kind of person is about to meet the King of Hell; he might even curse a dog on the ground.

"It's incurable."

He had long since seen through life and death, and sighed, "There are only a few days left. You might as well use this time to order a coffin. Go back and don't waste your money."

Wei Zhao was not entirely surprised.

Yu Tingwan pursed her lips tightly, put Wei Zhao's hand back, and then, worried that he might be cold, thoughtfully covered him with the blanket.

"So you can't read it, so you're saying my husband is incurable?"

"We are not afraid of spending money. As long as there is hope, we are willing to go bankrupt to get treatment."

"How can you, a doctor, say such discouraging things in front of my husband?"

She brainwashed Wei Shen every day, making him appreciate the beauty of being alive!

What if a single word from the doctor could undo all of Wei Shen's good cooperation these past few days?
The usually reasonable girl's eyes were red at this moment. She held back her sobs and squeezed out two words: "Quack doctor!"

(End of this chapter)