The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 36: You’re About to Start a Family, So You Should Be More Steady

Chapter 36: Chapter 36: You’re About to Start a Family, So You Should Be More Steady

The Wei Family’s courtyard isn’t large, but it’s sufficient.

Hui Niang is capable, and knows how to manage the household. The courtyard is clean and tidy after being swept. For convenience in the snowy ground, a path has been shoveled.

The eastern corner is fenced off, housing five chickens.

On the west side, near the old house, stands a persimmon tree, a good spot for cooling off in summer.

The branches have long shed their leaves, but each persimmon hangs plump and juicy. It shouldn’t be long before they’re ready to eat.

Wei Zhao remained silent for a long time.

The last time Yu Tingwan spoke with Li Lian, he overheard and knew Yu Tingwan was eager to marry.

But... knowing it’s a trap and still jumping in, that’s rare.

His face remained as bloodless as ever.

Beside him, the medicine pot was bubbling, the bitter scent of medicine lingering at his nose.

The sound of Hui Niang’s voice came from the stove room.

She was speaking with Yu Tingwan.

"Doctor Qian came with his medicine box early today. He rechecked Lang’s pulse. He said Lang’s pulse hasn’t been as erratic these past few days, so he modified the usual prescription."

This is a good thing.

She noticed the porridge was a bit cold, so she relit the fire to warm it up.

A smile appeared in Hui Niang’s eyes: "Lang was very cooperative."

When checking the pulse, observation, smell, inquiry, and feel are all necessary. In the past, no matter what Old Man Qian said, Wei Zhao treated him like air.

But this morning, whenever Old Man Qian asked something, Wei Zhao would respond!!

For example...

Old Man Qian: "How have your spirits been the past few days?"

How? Feeling like dying every day.

Wei Zhao calmly: "Fine."

Old Man Qian was suspicious: "Are you lying? Your pulse tells me otherwise."

Wei Zhao wasn’t embarrassed about being found out. He smirked weakly: "Isn’t your medical skill inadequate? You’re asking me?"

Another example...

Old Man Qian: "Is there any discomfort in your body?"

His organs seemed to be fiercely twisted by sharp tools, hurting terribly, and he coughed up blood several times at night.

Wei Zhao’s body was weak, he silently pressed on an acupoint, inducing a false pulse: "Fine."

Every statement was responded to, but not a single one was honest.

But Hui Niang didn’t know!

While heating the porridge, she also steamed a coarse grain bun. Smiling, she spoke to Yu Tingwan in the yard.

"I’m hoping one day he will fully recover and you two can be harmonious and beautiful together."

Yu Tingwan looked down at Wei Zhao, who was sitting there in a daze.

She wasn’t embarrassed and gently kicked the tip of Wei Zhao’s shoe.

"Did you hear that?"

Wei Zhao frowned and withdrew his foot a little.

Yu Tingwan didn’t mind. She casually picked up the prescription on the table and glanced at it. She couldn’t understand it and put it back down.

But some people can understand.

Wei Zhao had been in the military, often getting injured. He had learned some medical basics from the military doctors.

Actually... he was knowledgeable about medicine.

He could even prescribe medicine himself.

Yet Wei Zhao did not.

Wei Zhao knew his body was withering at an alarming rate.

However, he let it be, even looking forward to that day’s arrival.

Unexpectedly, the Wei Family returned to find him, and unexpectedly, Yu Tingwan said she wanted to marry him.

He really couldn’t understand.

Wei Zhao’s voice was soft: "What part of me do you fancy?"

If it were the old him, of noble status, with great achievements, and a favorite of the Holy Emperor, the girls wanting to marry him would be plenty.

But now, what did he have besides his face?

Unexpectedly, Yu Tingwan was silent for even longer than he was.

Yu Tingwan felt he wouldn’t want to know.

But the young girl was honest, and since Wei Zhao rarely asked, she couldn’t withhold the truth.

They were to be husband and wife in the future.

They should be completely open.

"To be honest."

Yu Tingwan: "I don’t fancy you."

Wei Zhao heard her gentle voice: "But I fancy your mother."

Wei Zhao: ...

A bit ridiculous.

Yu Tingwan leaned closer: "Why don’t you say anything? Even if there’s more to the story, since I’m going to be your wife, I’ll still care for you."

Didn’t want to say.

He really was bored, talking about this with her.

Wei Zhao raised his hand, bringing the brewed medicine to his lips and slowly drank it down. The thick brown liquid passed over his tongue, yet he seemed unable to sense the bitterness.

Yu Tingwan was surprised.

"Why are you taking medicine?"

She was quite pleased: "That’s right, these medicines were bought with money, and taking them will make you better. You’re about to start a family, so you need to be more stable, can’t be as wilful as before."

Yu Tingwan hoped Wei Zhao could keep it up!

Wei Zhao, however, with his eyelids drooping, languidly said: "The new prescription has a few medicines that don’t suit the condition, and the dosage is too strong, making the injury worse."

Indeed.

The prescription given by Old Man Qian was still guided by him.

Wei Zhao was quite satisfied with this.

Yu Tingwan: ??

She was a bit incredulous.

But Old Man Qian’s medical skills were indeed not great.

Previously, Hu Dazhu caught a cold, and after half a month of medication, there was no improvement. In the end, they had to see a doctor in the county.

Yu Tingwan hesitated: "What happens if it gets worse?"

Wei Zhao stood up, not wanting to speak with Yu Tingwan, ready to return to his room.

But he wanted Yu Tingwan to feel discouraged and not pester him anymore.

The wound on his chest was inflamed and swollen, itching and hurting with his movements. He coughed low, the taste of blood rising in his throat, the vibrations in his chest showing on his face as pain.

Wei Zhao stopped in front of Yu Tingwan, his face pale, with bright red blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, dripping down to stain the snow red.

But he curved his lips: "Just like this."

The young girl’s pupils contracted, panicking: "How can it be like this?"

"Is there really a problem with the medicine? How do you know?"

She rushed to support Wei Zhao to sit down: "Are you feeling any discomfort? Don’t scare me. Let me go find Old Man Qian!"

"You really can’t have anything happen."

Yet Wei Zhao turned sideways to avoid her, maintaining a distance from Yu Tingwan.

He glanced at her blandly, his tone flat: "Making a fuss over nothing."

Yu Tingwan: ???

You’re quite annoying, aren’t you aware!

If the medicine were effective, Wei Zhao wouldn’t have drunk it.

It’s just a pity that Old Man Qian wouldn’t concoct poison for him.

He was despondent, slightly tugging his mouth without a trace of vitality in his eyes: "See? I could die at any moment. Why would you bet your future on this?"

Yu Tingwan frowned, quickly comprehending.

"It’s no big deal."

She held her patience and gently spoke: "Rest assured."

"As long as you’re alive, I’m willing to take care of you."

Serving tea and water, she could do.

She would indeed be diligent.

With an extra man in the house, even if his health was poor and cost money, it still provided hope. Yu Tingwan did not wish for anything to happen to him.

"If one day you truly can’t endure, I..."

Under Wei Zhao’s deep black gaze, Yu Tingwan slowly continued.

"You can rest assured. I’ll take good care of your parents."

Not remarrying in the future could be seen as repaying Wei Shen.

Wei Zhao: ...

He truly was amused with anger.

Yu Tingwan, talking to herself: "Isn’t teaming up to get through life quite nice?"

Wei Zhao, listlessly: "Not good."

Yu Tingwan: ???

She pursed her lips, feeling a bit unhappy.

But she couldn’t argue with a sick person.

Yu Tingwan had to speak to him softly.

"I can pretend I didn’t hear."