It was already evening when the jeep arrived at the family compound. Jiang Wanqing was still asleep, and Hong Xing was stopped by Cheng Ran as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Don't wake her."
"But……"
How can I take her home if I don't wake her up? Besides, she said she wanted to be woken up before she went to sleep.
Cheng Ran gently placed her head against the back of the seat and carefully moved away from her.
"Help me down first."
"good."
Hung Hing didn't understand what he meant, but he did as he was told, setting up the wheelchair and helping him sit in it.
"Then sister-in-law..."
Before he could finish speaking, Cheng Ran turned the wheelchair to the other side, opened the car door, and gently lifted Jiang Wanqing out of the car.
"Battalion Commander, shall I do it?"
This position is too strenuous to carry someone. Although he never doubted Cheng Ran's strength, after all, the famous Battalion Commander Cheng was always number one in all kinds of training exercises.
Cheng Ran shot him a glare, and he belatedly realized what was happening and quickly withdrew his outstretched hand.
"Oh... then I'll push you in."
The residential compound is very quiet at night. Occasionally, you can hear the sound of someone disciplining their child. People here are very careful even when they argue, because they are afraid of affecting their work.
As we passed the Liu family's house, we heard deliberately hushed voices coming from inside.
"When will you ever think about me, woman? What kind of thing have you done! The Qiao family has already gone to bail her out, and Qiao Hongmei has implicated you. Although there's no concrete evidence, where am I supposed to put my face?! Can't you just shut up?! Marrying a woman like you is the worst thing that could have happened to me in eight lifetimes..."
Without lingering for long, Cheng Ran asked Hong Xing to push him home.
"Sigh, Brother Liu is really unlucky. No wonder the old saying goes, 'Marry a virtuous wife.' I never expected Sister-in-law Liu to be involved in this. She's lucky she didn't go to jail with him, otherwise Brother Liu would have been promoted..."
He was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly realized he might have said something wrong, so he quickly stopped. Cheng Ran didn't turn around to look at him, but he couldn't help feeling a sense of disappointment.
He asked in a low voice, "Does that mean if my leg doesn't recover, I won't be fit to stay in the military?"
"No...no, that's not true. Battalion Commander, you're overthinking it. Even if you were injured on duty, the higher-ups will definitely take good care of you."
That basically meant he had tacitly agreed. Cheng Ran didn't ask him any further questions; all of this was within his expectations. However, this made him feel even more guilty towards Jiang Wanqing. He hadn't let her enjoy any benefits, but instead left her with a mess...
After safely delivering Cheng Ran and Jiang Wanqing home, Hong Xing couldn't help but offer a few words of comfort before leaving.
"Battalion Commander, please just ignore what I said earlier. Don't take it to heart. In my heart, you will always be our battalion commander."
"Go ahead, you have to be on duty tomorrow, don't miss your rest."
"I……"
Hong Xing was somewhat annoyed that he had spoken too much, but when he tried to speak again, Cheng Ran told him to leave, saying that the more he said, the more mistakes he would make. He left with his head down.
The door closed, and Cheng Ran carried Jiang Wanqing back to the bed, pushing her further inside.
She was sleeping peacefully, and he gently brushed away the stray strands of hair that were hanging down.
If he could, he wished she knew nothing at all...
He took her hand and gently kissed it.
Goodnight, Wanqing.
Jiang Wanqing slept very comfortably and for a long time. When she woke up, she found herself in her bed at home, with no one beside her.
She quickly got out of bed and went out to check, and as soon as she pushed open the door, she heard a bang.
Are you alright?
Cheng Ran tried to stand up by supporting himself on the low cabinet, but fell back down. His forehead was covered in sweat, indicating that he had been practicing for a long time.
Don't help me up!
He pushed Jiang Wanqing's hand away, tensed his jaw tightly, and continued to try to stand up.
"This will worsen the injury, you..."
Before he could finish speaking, he tripped and fell again, this time not in his wheelchair, but directly to the ground.
"I can't let you support me for the rest of my life."
Her hand paused, wondering what had triggered him to torment himself like this.
"Your leg will get better, please don't torture yourself, okay?"
"One day, two days, or a year, two years? What if it's never good for a lifetime?"
Sweat dripped from his temples. He raised his eyes, looking at her with a stubborn and determined gaze, then quickly looked away and tried to stand up again.
“You want to recover, and I’ll help you, but not in this way. You’re harming yourself, you know that?”
Ignoring his resistance, she helped him sit up, and fearing he might do something foolish again, she had to explain to him at a faster pace.
“I asked Dr. Gu, and it was Qiao Xuemei… Although I don’t know what her purpose is, it was indeed her diagnosis, along with that of several other doctors. In reality, your leg isn’t that bad.”
"What did you say?"
Cheng Ran couldn't believe it. Why would Qiao Xuemei set up such a scheme? What benefit would she gain from it?
“I’m not lying to you, it’s true. Maybe she’s trying to make me back down this way. After all, they all think I’m only bothering you because of your status. If you were to be discharged from the military because of your injury and become disabled, I would definitely abandon you and leave, and then she could take advantage of the situation.”
These were all her guesses, but based on her experience of outwitting and fighting with Yuan Zhong's many lovers in her previous life, they should be pretty much correct. Unfortunately, Qiao Xuemei miscalculated. She was not Jiang Xiu. As long as people were alive, there was hope. She could tell whether she wanted a complete cripple or a flawed gem.
Cheng Ran gradually calmed down after hearing her words. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and placed his hands on his lap.
"But I still can't feel anything in my legs."
"I'm not so sure." Jiang Wanqing straightened his legs: "Cheng Ran, look at me."
He walked straight into her gaze, and she, caught off guard, moved closer, cupping his face in her hands.
"Next, I'm going to do an experiment."
He frowned, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he felt her fingertips move from his face to his chest.
"what are you up to……"
You'll find out soon enough.
She smiled slightly, unbuttoned his shirt, and placed her hand openly on his chest.
"Um……"
He tensed up, and she watched his expression and the changes in his body as her hand continued downwards.
"No!" He pressed down on her hand. "Do you know what you're doing?!"
"I know, and you'll find out soon enough."
She broke free from his hand, and for a second... two seconds... it was pure agony.
At the beginning of the phone call, her hand suddenly touched a certain point, and Cheng Ran abruptly bent his leg without even realizing it.
"Let go!"
He opened his eyes, his gaze filled with an undisguised arousal of desire.
She raised an eyebrow playfully: "Look for yourself, neither leg is wrong, it's just that your legs have been immobilized for too long and are a bit stiff. Your direction for rehabilitation is correct, but we can't force it. We need to get the blood flowing in your legs first... um..."
He suddenly leaned down and covered her lips with his, lingering and sucking.
How did you know?
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