"I see…"
Yun Zhourong immediately understood after hearing this, and was deeply moved.
These people are truly kind!
"Let's go in and take a look." Ji Minxiu nodded and looked at Yun Zhourong.
"Um."
Yun Zhourong knew that Ji Minxiu was asking for her opinion, and immediately nodded without hesitation.
She had experienced exile and suffered hardship, so how could she possibly despise those who had also endured suffering?
A smile of approval appeared in Ji Minxiu's eyes as he took her hand and they walked into the dilapidated temple together.
What came into view was a ground covered with rotting hay, and a dozen or so people huddled together, covered with tattered paper blankets.
Even in such a cold season, you can still smell a distinct stench of decay and the stench of excrement.
"I already let you go, why did you..."
One of the men was about to lose his temper when he saw two strangers walk in, and he froze.
“Lift their blankets and let’s see what’s going on,” Ji Minxiu said, looking at Yang Sen.
Upon hearing this, Yang Sen became instantly excited, "You...you're a doctor?"
“I’m not a doctor, but my wife is,” Ji Minxiu said, glancing at Yun Zhourong.
Yun Zhourong blushed instantly, but did not deny it. Instead, an indescribable sweetness welled up in her heart.
In the past, I always heard other people's husbands call each other "wife," and I felt it was quite common.
Hearing the person she liked call her that now, she realized how moving this seemingly ordinary word could be.
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