Chapter 150 Old Concepts
They have been together for almost ten years and have been through thick and thin together.
How dare you question her like this now?
What's more, they all raised four children together.
The two of them had struggled from nothing to where they were today, and he still suspected that she was that kind of person?
The more she thought about it, the sadder she became. Her heart felt like it was being tugged at. Her eyes suddenly turned red and tears kept falling. "Wang Huapeng, I've been with you for almost ten years. Don't you understand what kind of person I am? How could you say such things? Did I get sick on my own will? Do you think I didn't blush when I was in the outpatient clinic? I had no choice, didn't I?!"
Seeing Cheng Meifang sitting on the edge of the bed crying uncontrollably, her makeup had already been washed away by her tears.
His whole body was shaking, he couldn't finish his words and was choked with sobs.
Wang Huapeng also felt bad.
He sat there motionless, his palms gripping the armrests of the chair tightly, his throat tight.
In fact, he also knew that Cheng Meifang was not the kind of person he described herself as.
She was a loyal and down-to-earth person, devoted to her family and children. But an old idea kept lingering in his mind.
Only unclean people will get this disease.
He opened his mouth, but the words didn't come out smoothly several times. He stuttered and asked, "Then...then you say...
Did Xiao Ruan... tell you how she contracted this disease?"
Cheng Meifang wiped her nose with a tissue, her eyes bloodshot, and replied with a nasal voice: "Xiao Ruan said that it might have been infected in the public bathhouse before."
After saying this, the room fell silent for a moment.
After a pause, she took a deep breath and spoke slowly.
"And she said this disease is contagious, so you have to get checked and treated too."
Perhaps because she had just been angry, she spoke these words very smoothly without any hesitation.
"What?!"
Wang Huapeng was so scared that he almost jumped out of his chair.
He suddenly raised his head and stared at Cheng Meifang, his lips trembling and his face pale.
"You can use it yourself! I'm fine. I don't need it."
He blurted out, shock laced in his tone.
"Besides, what man touches something like this? Are you crazy? What's going on?"
"Okay, if you don't need it, then neither will I! By then, Daya, Erya, Xiaoqiang, and Linzi will all be infected, and you won't even have time to cry!"
Cheng Meifang was filled with anger but had no place to vent it.
"This...how is it possible? How could children so young get this disease?"
When Wang Huapeng heard that the child might be infected, he panicked and stammered in rebuttal.
"Hmph, Doctor Xiao Ruan explained it clearly. I have trichomoniasis. Those dirty little bugs in there are running around everywhere!"
Cheng Meifang slumped down in her chair, becoming angrier and angrier as she spoke, and her tone became more aggressive.
"Do you think you can tie them up? Can you keep these disgusting bugs out?"
Wang Huapeng's face turned even redder, and he mumbled in his throat as if he wanted to say something.
In the end, nothing was said.
I was so embarrassed for a moment that I could only stand there speechless.
He didn't react at all, didn't say a word, just stood there in a daze.
Cheng Meifang became even angrier, sneered, stood up from her seat abruptly, turned around pretentiously and walked towards the door.
"Okay, okay, I'll do as you say, okay? I'll treat it! I'll start right away, okay?"
Seeing that she was really about to leave, Wang Huapeng finally gave in and raised his hand impatiently to scratch the hair on top of his head.
Cheng Meifang stopped immediately when she heard the sound.
However, he did not turn around immediately, but the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
After a while, she slowly turned around.
"Xiao Ruan has already written down the instructions on a piece of paper. Go take a look. I'll go prepare dinner."
…
The night gradually deepened.
In the old family compound.
A dim light came on in a quiet and silent room.
Ruan Chuxia, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, leaned over slightly, opened the drawer, reached in and carefully took out a black object.
Then she turned around and sat closer.
He handed the black pill in his hand to Xiao Zhiyu who was standing beside the bed.
Xiao Zhiyu, who was wiping his wet long hair, suddenly stopped and glanced over.
The black ball-like object was handed to Ruan Chuxia's palm.
"pill?"
Ruan Chuxia raised the corner of her mouth slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.
, Then he whispered: "Smell it."
Xiao Zhiyu moved a little closer to her, lowered his head and took a light breath.
A strong and mixed smell instantly entered his nostrils.
In an instant, Xiao Zhiyu's expression changed slightly, and his eyes became dim.
"Could it be..."
Ruan Chuxia nodded, her eyes calm.
"It's exactly what I thought."
He gave her a meaningful look.
"I personally prepared this pill using the Xianlingpi I got from Teacher Deng and mixed it with several other Chinese medicinal herbs that nourish the kidneys and replenish qi."
There was a hint of caution in her tone.
She raised her eyes slightly, glanced at Xiao Zhiyu, and then added in a low voice: "I prepared this prescription specifically for you, but... I'm not too sure whether it will have any obvious effect."
After saying this, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she felt a little flustered when she lowered her head.
Hearing this, Xiao Zhiyu's lips curled up slightly.
He took the small, round, dark brown pill.
The next second, he spoke slowly.
"Since Axia made this specifically for me, no matter what this medicine is, I will definitely try to take it."
As soon as he finished speaking, he put the pill into his mouth.
Then he tilted his head back and swallowed it, his movements quick and decisive.
Seeing this, Ruan Chuxia picked up the skin cream on the table and slowly began to apply it on the back of her hand, saying half-jokingly, "Aren't you afraid that I'll deliberately give you a poison?"
She tried to ease the tension in her heart in this relaxed way, with a hint of teasing in her tone.
"If anything happens to me—" Xiao Zhiyu smiled slightly, his tone becoming more relaxed, "I'll go and talk to you about it—matters like the murder of military dependents can't be let go so easily."
He responded to her half-jokingly.
Hearing him say this, Ruan Chuxia rolled her eyes and glared at him, showing some dissatisfaction.
But she continued to gently rub the milky white hand cream in her palms.
Apply it carefully on your face little by little.
"How's it going? Do you feel anything now?"
She couldn't help but ask again, speaking a little faster.
Xiao Zhiyu lay on his side on the bed, with one arm bent and placed behind his head.
He casually replied, "How can it be so immediate? Things like results don't just happen overnight. It always takes some time for changes to occur."
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