Xu Zezhan and Gu Bai left on the fifth day. Song Qingyou offered to take them to the airport, but they refused, telling her and Fu Wenzhou to rest and recuperate there.
They will come to pick me up at the airport on the day I return to China.
Song Qingyou didn't insist. She saw the person to the door and then went back to find Fu Wenzhou.
When they went in, Yun Nian was changing Fu Wenzhou's dressing.
Yun Nian's medicine was very effective. Five days later, Fu Wenzhou's wounds had begun to scab over, and he looked much better than before.
Fu Wenzhou's eyes lit up as soon as he saw Song Qingyou: "Youyou, why did it take you so long to deliver this?"
Song Qingyou walked over and took his outstretched hand, her palm habitually stroking the ends of his hair: "I chatted with them for a few minutes and was delayed a little."
Fu Wenzhou snorted coldly, his fingertips caressing the soft flesh of her palm: "What's the point of talking to them?"
"Yes, yes, yes, I can only talk to you." Yun Nian suddenly retorted.
There was a moment of silence.
Yun Nian stood there dumbfounded, then looked up awkwardly: "Sorry, I accidentally said my inner thoughts."
Fu Wenzhou scoffed coldly, his smile forced: "You know quite a lot."
Yun Nian chuckled, thinking he was praising her, her expression innocent and naive. "My master left me many books, and I learned them from them."
"What kind of books do you have?" Song Qingyou asked, wondering if there were any ancient books or the like.
Yun Nian: "The domineering CEO's Little Darling Wife, The CEO's 99-Day Locked Marriage, The Wise Don't Fall in Love, 100 Days of Rejecting Love: The CEO's Private Secretary, and there's also a book called 100 Ways a Substitute Can Die. I really like that one; the female lead in it can even read minds!"
Yun Nian looked very excited; she seemed to really like it.
"..."
"..."
The two fell into an eerie silence.
Yun Nian asked blankly, "What's wrong?"
Fu Wenzhou's forehead veins throbbed, and he coldly spat out a few words through clenched teeth: "Who exactly is your master?"
Yun Nian: "Yun Fang!"
"You better not be lying to me." Fu Wenzhou's eyes narrowed slightly, and the words he uttered were icy cold.
Song Qingyou chuckled and looked at Yun Nian with interest: "Aren't you a nun?"
Yun Nian smiled sheepishly: "Actually, no, my master doesn't count either. He was expelled from the sect for breaking the vow against drinking alcohol."
Song Qingyou nodded thoughtfully: "I see."
Fu Wenzhou's face turned black, and he almost vomited blood.
What exactly was that thing that I had gone through so much trouble to bring out of the Misty Forest?
He asked with some concern, "When will you treat my wife's illness?"
Yun Nian pursed her lips and corrected him: "I wanted to tell you last time, you haven't registered your marriage with your sister... you haven't registered with Song Qingyou, so why are you calling her your wife? That's not right, don't you think it's very presumptuous?"
"Thank you, but I don't think so." Fu Wenzhou said expressionlessly. "Don't forget what you promised me in the Misty Forest."
Yun Nian pouted: "I know, don't worry, I will definitely keep my promise to you."
Song Qingyou chuckled and said, "Don't listen to him, he's just trying to scare you."
Yun Nian's eyes immediately curved into crescents: "Sister is the best."
Fu Wenzhou really wanted to kick him out: "Who told you to call her 'sister'?"
Song Qingyou flicked Fu Wenzhou's forehead with her finger, her tone both helpless and indulgent: "He's fifteen, I'm twenty-five. If he doesn't call me 'sister,' what should he call me? Can you please stop being so jealous?"
Yun Nian: "Huh? Sister, he told me his wife is 24. He doesn't even remember your age, does he?"
Fu Wenzhou gritted his teeth and said, "Stop talking nonsense! When did I say Youyou was 24? You guessed that yourself!"
"But you didn't deny it."
"I'm too lazy to bother with you!"
"oh."
"Oh my god! I..."
“Fu Wenzhou,” Song Qingyou said calmly.
Fu Wenzhou immediately shut his mouth obediently, looking up with a wronged expression: "Youyou, he's trying to sow discord between us, his intentions are despicable."
Song Qingyou slapped him on the back of the head: "Lie down and rest."
"pomelo……"
With a single glance from Song Qingyou, Fu Wenzhou immediately wilted, unable to utter a word of anger, and obediently lay down.
Yun Nian grinned, even happier to see Fu Wenzhou get his comeuppance than when they left the Misty Forest.
Who would have thought that this reckless bastard would be afraid of his wife!
Yun Nian was in a good mood. He had suffered a lot of humiliation spending so many days with Fu Wenzhou, a man with a bad temper who would resort to violence at the slightest provocation.
He hummed a song happily and said to Song Qingyou, "Come with me, I'll get you something."
“Okay.” Song Qingyou followed Yun Nian out, ignoring Fu Wenzhou’s mournful gaze.
As Yun Nian walked down the corridor, she said, "Your illness is something that was present in your mother's womb. Your mother probably drank heavily during her pregnancy and may have also taken illegal substances like sleeping pills, which is why your heart was damaged after you were born. But you've survived a great calamity, and you're bound to have good fortune in the future."
Mentioning Song Ning, a fleeting sadness crossed Song Qingyou's eyes: "Hmm?"
Yun Nian said happily, "You've met me! I can cure your illness!"
Song Qingyou couldn't help but smile as well: "Yes, I'm very lucky."
Yun Nian: "However, your illness is chronic and cannot be cured all at once. We can only gradually recuperate your body and then decide on the next step of medication based on your recovery."
“I know that,” Song Qingyou said.
Yun Nian had long noticed that Song Qingyou possessed some medical skills, and that she was likely gifted in them. Although she didn't know why Song Qingyou hadn't persisted, Yun Nian thought that she, like her master, must have had more important things to do.
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