Bai continued, "Moreover, you don't know what those government officials are like. They say they're looking for someone, but none of the yamen runners or officials do anything. You have to pay money to get things done from top to bottom."
"It's better to find someone ourselves than to wait for them to find someone for us. Besides, who knows if Xiuxiu ran away in a fit of pique?"
Hearing Bai's words, the Ke couple had no choice but to hold back their anxiety.
When Zhou Jing'an woke up, he felt a sharp pain in his leg. He opened his eyes groggily and found Ning Huan standing beside him.
Perhaps he slept for too long, so long that he thought he was going to fall into endless darkness and never wake up.
The room was brightly lit by candlelight. He opened his eyes and saw Ning Huan beside him, which made him feel very warm.
"You're awake?"
When Ning Huan saw that Zhou Jing'an had opened his eyes, she stepped forward and asked, "Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
Zhou Jing'an nodded: "My leg hurts quite a bit."
Ning Huan replied, "Leg pain is normal. When Manager Si treated your leg injury, he used an anesthetic to make you temporarily lose consciousness and not feel pain."
"The effects of the anesthetic have worn off, which is why you're feeling pain."
In fact, Ning Huan's consciousness space contains painkillers, as well as anesthetic powder and anesthetic agents, but giving Zhou Jing'an too much of it would have a negative effect on his body.
Therefore, unless Zhou Jing'an is in particularly severe pain, she cannot easily take it out and give it to him.
Hearing Ning Huan's gentle yet firm voice, he looked at the woman in front of him again. Her features were clearly as familiar as before, but she didn't resemble him at all.
She seems to have lost a lot of weight recently. Her oversized clothes are tied several times, and the sleeves are wide, so much so that they seem to stir up a gust of wind when she raises or lowers her arms.
He had actually thought about what his wife would be like. She didn't need to be exceptionally beautiful, nor did she need to have a powerful background. As long as she was kind, reliable, and poised in her interactions with others.
In the future, the two will go through thick and thin together, sharing both happiness and hardship, only then will she be a woman he truly deserves to treat.
Seeing Zhou Jing'an in a daze, Ning Huan thought he was in a lot of pain and felt a little sorry for him, so she took a little anesthetic powder, mixed it with water, and gave it to Zhou Jing'an.
"If the pain is too bad, drink some water to ease it. You've slept for so long, you should drink some water."
Hearing the sound, the four little ones rushed in: "Mommy, is Daddy awake?"
"Mother, are you talking to Father?"
They originally wanted to stay by their father's side and wait for him to wake up, but their mother was worried that they would get tired from waiting for too long, so she told them to go back to the room first and call them over when their father woke up.
The four little ones weren't afraid of getting tired, but Ning Huan was worried about them, so she insisted that they go back to their room.
Just as Zhou Jing'an was about to speak to the four little ones, he felt his leg hurt a little more.
He winced in pain, but afraid that making a sound would worry the four little ones, he looked at Ning Huan and asked, "How was the surgery that Doctor Si performed on me? Is my leg healed?"
Ning Huan nodded in response: "The surgery was very successful. As long as you rest for a while, you will be able to walk around as before, whether it's jumping or running, it won't matter."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Jing'an breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes even reddening slightly with excitement.
During the time he was injured, he experienced the coldness and warmth of human relationships in this world, but he did not hate anyone, only hated that his body was useless.
Now that his leg is healed, he can go to the academy to study as before.
He never believed in gods or Buddhas before, but today, he is truly grateful to God for healing his leg and allowing him to live a healthy and peaceful life again.
Seeing that Zhou Jing'an's eyes were red, the four little ones asked anxiously, "Daddy, are you crying?"
"Dad, why are your eyes red?"
"Father, your leg is healed, isn't that a happy thing? Why are you crying?"
When Ning Huan heard what the four little ones said and saw that Zhou Jing'an's eyes were really red, she thought he was crying because his leg was hurting badly.
He quickly asked, "Is your leg hurting badly? Or what happened?"
Zhou Jing'an shook his head and said, "It's nothing. I'm just happy that my leg is healed."
Hearing this, Ning Huan breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that everything was alright. But then she thought about it again. Zhou Jing'an's leg was finally healed. He had been lying in bed for so long; how could he not be excited?
When Madam Pang heard that Zhou Jing'an had woken up, she hurried to the kitchen to prepare food for him, repeatedly saying, "It's good that he's awake, it's good that he's awake. Heaven has eyes. May my daughter and son-in-law have an easier life from now on."
Just as Zhou Jing'an and the four little ones were chatting happily, the village chief came over with the villagers to visit them.
"Jing'an's wife, is Jing'an awake?"
Ning Huan said with a smile, "The village chief came at the perfect time; the person had just woken up."
Before Zhou Jing'an could even see anyone, he could already hear the villagers greeting him from outside.
"Jing'an, how are you feeling after you woke up?"
"Jing'an, how does it feel after your leg is healed?"
As soon as the village chief stepped into the house, he went straight to Zhou Jing'an: "Jing'an, the villagers and I are concerned about your health, so we came to see you!"
Inside the house, the village chief was speaking, while outside, several villagers were carrying things and insisted on giving them to Ning Huan.
“Jing’an’s wife, these things are a small token of our appreciation, please accept them all.”
It wasn't that Ning Huan refused their gifts; it's just that the villagers brought Zhou Jing'an rice, flour, meat, eggs, vegetables, and even two ducks and a chicken.
These things are very precious to them. For such a small village to be able to bring out so much, they must have sent over all the things they had saved for the New Year.
One of the aunties said, "Jing'an's wife, these are all things we want Jing'an to eat to help him recover. Please don't refuse them."
Inside the house, the village chief gave Zhou Jing'an a few words of advice, telling him to rest and not to think about anything else.
Then he told everyone to leave so that Zhou Jing'an could get some rest.
As soon as they came out, they heard Ning Huan refusing to accept these things from several of her aunts: "Aunties, I really can't accept these things. Please take them back."
The village chief frowned and asked, "Why can't we accept it? Are you complaining that we didn't bring enough or that it wasn't good enough?"
Ning Huan quickly explained that she didn't mean it that way.
"Since you don't intend to, then take them all. These things are best for Jing'an to recuperate right now. How can we nourish him if we don't take them?"
Seeing that the village chief had spoken to her in this way, there was no reason for her not to accept it.
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