The world's medical concubine wants to divorce

Chapter 66 Let's Get Married

The third son helped Song Yunqian to sit down. Song Yunqian had nothing extra to say, so he went straight to the text and asked Zhu Fangyuan, "I saw that wheelchair outside just now. I want to ask you, did you make the wheelchair yourself?"

Zhu Fangyuan subconsciously looked at Wen Yi, Wen Yi never expected that Song Yunqian would suddenly come to ask this question.She looked at Zhu Fangyuan nervously.

Zhu Fangyuan stabilized his emotions and said, "That's right, I made the wheelchair myself."

Song Yunqian let out a sigh, the exquisiteness of this wheelchair can't be made casually, he always thought it was Wen Yi's idea, and went out to find Xiao Qing's father to make it, but who would have thought that it was made by Zhu Fangyuan.

He asked: "Three years ago, you didn't make such a wheelchair for people?"

Zhu Fangyuan was slightly surprised, and asked back: "How would the lord know? Three years ago, I did make another one."

"Then who did you give it to?" Song Yunqian asked holding his breath.

Zhu Fangyuan shook his head, "I don't know her. She said that her man's legs were disabled and he couldn't walk. She begged me to let her go. At that time, I saw that she had a deep affection for her husband, so I begged me for a long time, and then I let her go."

Song Yunqian stared at him blankly, a strong grief welled up in his heart, he begged for a long time, with deep affection, these words pierced his heart like a sharp arrow.She regarded him as her man, and how did he treat her in the end?All kinds of events before Wen Yi's death appeared in his mind like a projection, scene after scene, sound after sound, he hugged her at the end, the corner of her mouth kept bleeding, he saw the wound on her foot, full of pinholes, that wound, Just like his heart, it was devastated.The blood at the corner of her mouth and the pinholes on her feet became the eternal pain in his heart.

He stood up tremblingly, turned around hesitantly, the youngest son stepped forward to help him, but he blocked him, and said solemnly: "Don't touch me."

Zhuge Ming looked at Wen Yi, with tears in her eyes, and also looked at Song Yunqian in a daze, with a painful expression on her face.He sighed softly from the bottom of his heart: Silly girl, if you intend to conceal your identity, wouldn't it be suspicious to show such an expression at this moment?You are still the same as before, with no scheming at all.The three years of tempering have only improved your medical skills, and have not polluted your humanity.

Song Yunqian walked down the stone steps step by step, his body shook, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

Wen Yi yelled out in surprise. Before she flew out, the third son and General Chen had already helped Song Yunqian up. Song Yunqian raised his head, took a deep breath, and said, "I'm fine, I'm ready for the funeral!"

However, Wen Yi's whole body was already limp, and she fell onto the stool.

Zhu Fangyuan held her hand and pressed it harder, as if this would give her strength to support her.

Wen Yi's eyelashes filled with tears, she murmured in a low voice: "I can't live through this day!"

Seeing Wen Yi like this, Zhu Fangyuan suddenly cheered up and said, "Wen Yi, let's go, no matter how hard it is, we have to hold on!"

People are like this, they can't get over their own sorrows, and when they see others are more unfortunate than themselves, they can give themselves a strength to hold on. After all, things haven't reached the point of complete despair.

During the funeral, Song Yunqian insisted on walking alone. How could his physical condition allow him to be so willful?Wen Yi walked ahead, and occasionally turned her head, seeing his pale face and frowning brows, her heart ached terribly.

She always thought that she didn't love deeply, but she didn't expect that it went so deep into the bone marrow.

Wen Yi lost her mind and followed the large team on foot. She couldn't think about it anymore, but she was worried that Zhu Fangyuan would lose control when the old general was buried, so she followed every step of the way.

During the burial, Zhu Fangyuan turned his face away and fixedly stared at the pile of loess on the ground. No matter how magnificent the scene was, after death, it would all turn into a pile of loess.

He sighed deeply, tears streaming down his face.

Wen Yi kept holding his hand, quietly waiting by his side.

His heart ached, because he knew that Wen Yi would leave him forever in the near future, and at that time, in this time and space, he didn't know where to go.

After the old general was buried, it rained heavily for several days in a row, and the autumn rain was calm, and people's hearts seemed to be unable to cheer up.

On the second day after the old general's burial, Wen Yi rode Director Mao to the general's residence with his birthday in his arms.During this time, Zhu Fangyuan needed her company.

She still goes back to the clinic every day to see a doctor. Zhuge Ming's clinic charges cheap fees, so many people come here to see a doctor. The clinic is full of water every day, and she is as busy as a spinning top.Zhuge Ming seldom went back to the hospital these days, and stayed in the palace to take care of Song Yunqian. She learned from other doctors that Song Yunqian's injury was showing signs of deterioration. It should be caused by overwork on the general's funeral day.With Zhuge Ming watching, she wasn't worried, and Zhuge Ming didn't ask her to help, which proved that the situation was still under control.

When she returned to the General's Mansion at night, she lay on the long couch and talked to Zhu Fangyuan. At that time, the weather had already started to turn cold, and the meaning of late autumn became more and more serious.

"You have been here for several years, why don't you want to find someone to live with you?" Wen Yi lay on his private pillow, looking out of the window at the tall osmanthus tree whose branches were trembling due to the autumn wind, the leaves had already turned yellow , was blown by the wind, spun a few times in the air, and then floated down leisurely.

Zhu Fangyuan sat beside her, the coffee table was placed in front of him, and there was a set of tea sets on the coffee table. He gently rinsed the tea leaves, and after listening to Wen Yi's words, he smiled indifferently, "I have always held the hope that I can go home Hope, why harm people?"

Wen Yi sighed for a long time, "Going home is easier said than done!"

Zhu Fangyuan hummed, poured the boiling water into the teapot, poured it out slowly, and brought a cup to Wen Yi, "It's not like you don't know that we people have no roots and bottomless, and we might be When I left, I always had good wishes before, and felt that after waking up, I would go home.”

Wen Yi asked: "I never asked you, how did you get here?" Taking the teacup in his hand, she took a sip, and said: "If it's a painful memory, you don't need to talk about it."

Zhu Fangyuan smiled, "What's so miserable? No matter how miserable it is, it's just now."

He took a sip of tea, looked at the dark tea in the cup, and said, "Speaking of which, it happened five years ago. I'm a civil servant in Qingshui Yamen. Every day I go to work, I just chat and read newspapers. Of course, You also know that not all civil servants are so free. I used to be a very ideal person. My boss, our section chief, is a very annoying person. He and my girlfriend who are about to get married Hooked up and got fucked in bed like shit. I couldn't take it. I drove away. I drove for a long time, like a madman. Finally, the car hit the rocks. I passed out and woke up. Here it is gone."

It was very succinct, but there must be pain in it that made him unable to speak.

Wen Yi's eyes lit up, "You came here with a person and a car, not a soul wearer, that is to say, the time tunnel is real, maybe, if we go back to the place where your accident happened and look for it, we can find the time tunnel Not sure."

Zhu Fangyuan shook his head, "You think I haven't looked for it? I found nothing, not even my car. In other words, only my people and my belongings came through."

Wen Yi let out a sigh, and continued to lie down with some disappointment. After a while, she asked again: "You were a civil servant before, so why did you get a wheelchair?"

"This is my hobby. I have loved inventing since I was a child. When I was in elementary school, I wrote about my ideals. I hope to be an inventor."

"The wheelchair is not your invention." Wen Yi looked at him sideways.

Zhu Fangyuan smiled, "But in this day and age, the wheelchair is my invention."

Wen Yi took his hand, and said sullenly: "Second Senior Brother, let's get married." She recently nicknamed him Old Pig, and he called her Old Wen, Bi Mawen.He is the senior brother, and his old pig is the second senior brother.He kept refuting, unwilling to admit this nickname, and even used the fake surname he used to contact Xiao Qing's father before, but unfortunately, he was an old pig, and Wen Yi had already established his identity.In the end, there was no way, a good man didn't fight with a woman, he could only admit it, but he didn't take advantage of her, she is a dead monkey now.

Zhu Fangyuan looked at her and said sternly: "Until I get the scriptures, my old pig won't talk about marriage." Doesn't he know what she's up to?He just wanted to cut off his own thoughts and Song Yunqian's thoughts.

Wen Yi covered her head and sighed three times, "Am I that bad?"

"You're fine, but it's not my cup of tea!" Zhu Fangyuan took a sip of the tea in his hand and clicked his tongue, "You, hurry up and deal with your Song Yunqian, I think Zhuge Ming has already become suspicious. Soon, Song Yunqian will know."

Wen Yi said: "Zhuge Ming has seen some clues, so now I try to avoid contact with him as much as possible. I don't understand, before I died, I was obviously Yang Luoyi, why would they know about Wen Yi? Hey, if I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have come back with this name.”

"You don't have to come back!" Zhu Fangyuan said.

"That won't work, Song Yunqian's leg will be ruined if I don't give it another injection, besides, I can't let him go in my heart!" Wen Yi didn't hide it in front of Zhu Fangyuan.

Girlfriends, this is probably what they are talking about.

"If you can't let it go, you have to let it go. I felt pitiful when I saw him lost his soul that day. If he had to go through it again, I don't know if he can endure it. Don't think that men are very strong. In fact, men are the most vulnerable. "Zhu Fangyuan sighed.

"Stop talking about this, let's listen to something joyful." Wen Yi changed the subject, her heart was as heavy as the weather outside, oppressive, as if a big storm was brewing.

Zhu Fangyuan glanced at her, "A happy thing? That's your month-old aunt coming."

Wen Yi slapped him, "Nonsense, how can this be a happy thing?"

"I don't know how many women in modern times are afraid that their aunt won't come. It's a good thing that you are here!"

The topic was brought back to modern times. Wen Yi felt that the topic tonight was too heavy. The two of them, like silkworms trapped in a cocoon, were trapped by the threads of trouble they vomited out, unable to escape.

The rain finally fell again, and the sky and the earth seemed to be caught in a catastrophe, and the sky was dark.

This heavy rain blurs people's eyes and all the joys and sorrows in the world.

(End of this chapter)