Chapter 36 Have you ever thought about why this is happening?
Bian Zhi never thought that her sincere love would become the dagger that Ou Moyuan used to stab her today.
She closed her eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, they were cold.
Ou Moyuan stared at Bian Zhi in a daze, he still didn't understand her.
He looked at her entering Tong Ren Tang, his brows slightly furrowed, so, he was right?
Does she really like him?
This realization made Ou Moyuan's heart tremble violently.
"If it's not love, then what is it?" Duan Chengfeng came to his side without knowing when. As a friend of many years, he saw through his doubts at a glance. He did not reveal Bian Zhi's identity, but just said calmly:
"If you don't like me, which girl would be willing to marry you knowing that you are only marrying me to take care of another woman?"
"If you don't like it, who can stand your weird family?"
"Honestly, even though we brothers rarely get to see Bian Zhi, we initially thought she was after something from you, like money, fame, or profit. But for three years, Mo Yuan, she's remained very low-key. She's never used the title of Mrs. Ou to gain anything for herself, and she's never said a word about you in front of reporters."
"Have you ever thought about why this is happening?"
"You took her kindness for granted, so even after the divorce, you still felt he had some unwarranted obligation to you, or to Chen Yuyan. But, Mo Yuan, you're divorced, and she's been kicked out. Shouldn't you also take your relationship seriously?"
Ou Moyuan stood where he was, his hands clenched tightly into fists, his joints glowing coldly.
"Impossible," a deep-rooted idea existed in Ou Moyuan's mind.
"I had never met her before I asked her if she wanted to get married."
The two had no intersection at all.
He valued her medical skills, so he asked her, "Will you be Mrs. Ou?"
She thought about it briefly and agreed.
He didn't believe that she would fall in love with him just by those few seconds.
This is totally illogical.
"What about you?" Duan Chengfeng looked at Ou Moyuan's cold and confused face and asked lightly.
Ou Moyuan was stunned for a moment, "Me what?"
"Why did you choose Bian Zhi?" Duan Chengfeng said bluntly, "There are so many people, so many doctors. Even if Bian Zhi is a highly skilled doctor, as long as you're at Renxin Hospital, if Chen Yuyan's condition worsens, given her personality, she won't just stand by and watch her die. So, why?"
"Why did you propose a marriage based on caregiving to her?"
Before leaving, Duan Chengfeng patted Ou Moyuan's shoulder and said, "Brother, I don't know if it's too late to say this now, but in my opinion, you are not naive when it comes to getting married."
After all, the entire Ou family, which was far superior to the others, had to go through a lot of trouble because Ou Moyuan wanted to marry Bian Zhi, who had no background at all.
The snobbish old lady almost cried, made a fuss, and even threatened to hang herself.
When everyone thought that the foolishly filial Ou Moyuan would give in, he still insisted.
The rain was drizzling, and the man stood in the rain, looking at the Chinese medicine clinic with confusion through the rain curtain.
After a long time.
He wiped his face fiercely, turned around and stepped into the muddy road.
He didn't believe that Bian Zhi tolerated everything because she liked him. He didn't believe anything she said!
When Bian Zhi walked into Tongxin Hall, his emotions had calmed down.
Director Wang was probably frightened by her behavior towards Ou Zhenghao that day, so he only glanced at her indifferently when she entered the door.
Bian Zhi didn't take it to heart.
However, the dean's expression today was intriguing. He glanced at her from time to time, his eyes filled with speculation, but also uncertainty and doubt.
Bian Zhi knew that he still had a filter about his own identity.
Just as he was about to cut herbs, an old man walking slowly with his dog hugging his back at the door caught Bian Zhi's attention.
It was raining heavily outside, but he didn't come in. He just looked inside from time to time.
Then he asked the girl at the cashier something in a low voice and was about to leave with a serious expression. When Bian Zhi asked the girl at the cashier, he realized that the old man had just asked if the Chinese medicine was expensive.
"I didn't give him much, just saying a dose of medicine would cost at least eighty. He probably thought it was expensive. I asked him what was wrong with him, but he hesitated and didn't say. But considering his age, he must have a lot of problems."
Judging from the way he was dressed, he must be financially strapped, so he helped the person in as he was afraid he couldn't afford the medical expenses.
His fingers rested lightly on the pulse, and for a moment, his brows furrowed slightly.
"How old are you?"
"I, cough cough cough—thirty-eight."
"Thirty-eight!" Before Bian Zhi could finish her words, the receptionist whispered in surprise, "You don't look thirty-eight at all. People would believe you were fifty-eight."
Director Wang was terrified of Bian Zhi's sudden outburst that day, so he didn't dare say anything. He just whispered across the aisle, "Don't invite anyone in. This is a Chinese medicine clinic, not a charity!"
Perhaps because of his illness, this man looked shabby and looked poor inside and out.
Director Wang has never had a good face towards such people.
The man lowered his head, his hunched back drooped even more, and the tips of his ears turned red with shame.
"I, I'm leaving now. Sorry."
Director Wang's snort was heavy with coldness, and accompanied by a loud thunder in the sky, it made people feel that it was full of irony.
"Ankylosing spondylitis, 24 years, causing lung, muscle, and bone degeneration."
The words fell.
The man raised his head suddenly, and his eyes were filled with tears as he looked at Bian Zhi. After a few seconds, the man wiped his tears in panic, as if he was so inferior that he was completely lost.
"Sorry for the loss of composure."
Bian Zhi smiled slightly, and her smile was filled with gentle comfort and great love for all patients.
"It's okay. This kind of disease can be treated very well when it first occurs. Now that it has been a long time, the treatment may take relatively longer."
When Bian Zhi said this, the man's eyes lit up. "Can it be cured? To what extent?"
Bian Zhi paused. "With acupuncture, it's no problem for you to walk upright. Your cardiopulmonary function can also be improved. However, you still need to pay attention to yourself in your daily life. After all, this is an immune disease."
"Really?!" The man's eyes were filled with tears.
Perhaps he had been disappointed too much in the past twenty years. After the surprise, the cloudy light in his eyes gradually dimmed again. "You, you are trying to coax me, right?"
The man looked at the young girl in front of him and felt more and more that he was possessed by a demon. "I've been a patient for over twenty years. I've seen countless Chinese and Western doctors and spent countless money on them, but my condition has never improved. It's just slowed down my progress, but the result is always the same."
"I have lived my whole life in a muddle, and my only wish is to stand up and walk on my own feet, but—"
The man clenched his fists tightly, "I can't!"
His condition is much more serious than that of ordinary people, and the long treatment has eroded all his confidence and hope in standing upright.
He not only looks old and hunchbacked now, but if things get worse, he will be paralyzed!
If you go any further, you will become severely disabled...
His life is dark and there is no light at all.
As the air in my chest was thin and I was suffocating, suddenly, a clear voice like a winter spring sounded, "Give it a try, maybe?"
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