"Ah, so... Battalion Commander Cheng's leg can recover?"
Hong Xing appeared even more excited than Cheng Ran, but he himself remained eerily silent.
Sister Lan's words prove that Jiang Wanqing and he were right; it was all a setup!
"Of course it can recover. Tell me first, which doctor came up with this diagnosis? I'll go and talk to them. If everyone was treated like this, it would be terrible!"
“Sister Lan…” Cheng Ran gritted his teeth and turned to Hong Xing, saying, “You go out and keep watch first. I need to say a few words to Sister Lan.”
"OK."
He obeyed and went out, waiting for almost half an hour. His shadow grew longer and changed direction, and he was so bored that he almost started counting ants.
"They're gone."
After Cheng Ran came out, he patted Hong Xing on the back, and Hong Xing immediately stood up straight.
"Be careful when you get back. If you have any problems, come to me. Although I can't cure diseases, I do know some doctors."
"Thank you, Sister Lan."
"Okay, go ahead."
Hong Xing also said goodbye, pushed Cheng Ran away, and after walking a distance, he couldn't help but ask his question.
"Commander, what happened? Your leg injury..."
"No one is allowed to tell anyone about this until I recover, understand?"
He didn't explain, but only instructed Hung Hing not to reveal that he could recover.
"I heard that, and I will definitely keep it a secret."
Although the specific reasons were unknown, Hung Hing agreed and vowed not to speak recklessly.
When they returned to the family compound, they ran into Qiao Xuemei again. Cheng Ran stared straight ahead without blinking, while Hong Xing nodded as a greeting without sitting down or pausing.
Unexpectedly, Qiao Xuemei ran ahead and reached out to stop them, or more accurately, to stop Cheng Ran.
"Battalion Commander Cheng, I have something to say to you." After she finished speaking, she looked at Hong Xing, as if telling him to be sensible and leave.
"If Hung Hing cannot listen to it, there is no need to say it."
Cheng Ran's words extinguished Qiao Xuemei's little wish to speak to him alone. She looked aggrieved, thinking that this would make him feel sorry for her and give in.
However……
"If you don't want to talk about it, then don't. My wife is waiting for me at home."
She witnessed firsthand how Cheng Ran addressed Jiang Wanqing, from "that woman" when they first met, to "comrade Wanqing," to "Wanqing," and now to "wife" that he always says. Her heart was bleeding.
She bit the inside of her cheek hard, and the pain brought tears to her eyes.
"Battalion Commander Cheng, you care about her so much, but do you know that she's already planning how to use you and then discard you?"
"You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want!" Hung Hing stepped forward and rebuked him, "You can't just say anything for your own selfish desires. Have you forgotten about your sister?"
Qiao Xuemei's eyes flickered slightly upon hearing this, but she quickly regained her composure. Since things had come to this point, she had to continue, regardless of whether she succeeded or failed.
She took a deep breath, calmed herself, twisted her fingers, and then looked up at Cheng Ran.
“Battalion Commander Cheng, we’ve been comrades for several years. I shouldn’t be saying these things to you, but I did hear from Comrade Wanqing that you’re worthless because of your lame leg. Why are you still with a woman like that? Your relationship was arranged from the start…”
Before she could finish speaking, Cheng Ran couldn't help but glare at her, his eyes displaying the same authority he usually showed to his subordinates. His imposing presence made her mouth tremble with fear as she spoke.
"I... I'm telling the truth. If your leg doesn't recover, Battalion Commander Cheng, Jiang Wanqing will leave sooner or later."
"Who said our battalion commander's legs..."
Hong Xing almost snapped back, but Cheng Ran turned his wheelchair around and pressed down on his toes, bringing him back to his senses. Luckily, he hadn't said anything yet.
Qiao Xuemei, however, sensed something unfavorable about him in his words and immediately probed for answers.
"You mean to ask what happened to Battalion Commander Cheng's leg?"
He endured the slight pain from his toes being pressed, and finally kept the secret. He changed his tune and let out a cold snort.
"Even if the battalion commander's leg doesn't heal, it doesn't erase his prowess. His wife admires him so much, how could she just leave? Dr. Qiao, are you eavesdropping or fabricating someone's words?"
Cheng Ran's lips curled up in a sarcastic smile. He never expected that Hung Hing's words could be so lethal.
The atmosphere fell silent. Qiao Xuemei gritted her teeth, feeling a surge of anger that almost made her unable to breathe.
"Battalion Commander Cheng, you must believe me. I heard with my own ears that Jiang Wanqing's cousin is getting married, and her parents want her to take your money back to help them out..."
"Enough!" Cheng Ran coldly raised his eyes: "Don't you think you're ridiculous? A respected doctor making up lies behind people's backs and framing them, or do you think I would believe that?"
Her legs staggered slightly. She hadn't expected that he wouldn't even question Jiang Wanqing after she had gone this far. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she sniffed.
"You don't believe me, but you should believe in human nature. No one wants to spend the rest of their life with a disabled person. Aren't you afraid that Jiang Wanqing will use your money to have an affair with someone else... Ah!"
In her haste, she blurted out whatever came to mind. Cheng Ran turned his wheelchair forward and brushed past her. She dodged and fell to the ground, but he didn't even spare her a glance.
"She deserves it, sympathy won't prevail," Hung Hing shook his head. "Where else would a woman be so persistent, even resorting to slander and fabrication?"
"Dr. Qiao, you should go back. These tricks won't work on our battalion commander. With your looks and family background, who wouldn't you like?"
Hong Xing tried to persuade her to stop obsessing over things. He explained that this was a military unit, and Cheng Ran was only being lenient with her. He warned her that if she left this environment, he would do something even worse and say even more hurtful things.
She sat on the ground in a daze, unable to recover for a long time. A tear slid down her cheek, and she gritted her teeth in resentment.
"What do I lack compared to Jiang Wanqing! Cheng Ran, you forced me into this situation! If you weren't in this position... would she still be with you...?"
Since disability cannot separate the two, then let Jiang Wanqing and Cheng Ran lose their positions that they rely on. Without this glamorous facade, even the best pretenders will be revealed.
When Cheng Ran got home, he saw Jiang Wanqing had put the food on the table. She was already wearing a light blue dress, with a pretty hairband wrapped around her side braid, which hung down to her slightly open neckline. It was more fashionable than the clothes that were popular on the market at the time.
Even Hung Hing was almost stunned.
"Sister-in-law is so beautiful. Next time Mo Zhiqing comes to the city, I think I'll give her a piece of cloth like this too, hehe."
Jiang Wanqing covered her mouth and chuckled. He was really obsessed with Molly; he even thought of her in this way, which showed he was quite thoughtful.
"How was your day?" she asked meaningfully, glancing at Cheng Ran.
He nodded slightly, a smile playing on his lips: "Everything went smoothly."
"Yes, the battalion commander's leg was clearly not going to be permanently disabled. I don't know what the hospital's diagnosis was. He was stopped by Qiao Xuemei when he came back and she talked nonsense. It's really..."
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