"Are you sure?" came the laughter of the old lady from the Jing family on the other end of the phone. "Yes, I'll have Xiao Si's father bring people to pick him up. The wedding ceremony will be kept simple."
"The medicine you promised me?" He didn't care about whether it was simple or not, Ruan Kangri asked, touching his swollen lymph nodes.
Grandma Jing readily agreed, "My daughter-in-law's hospital received a batch of imported anti-inflammatory drugs. I'll have her deliver them to your home after get off work."
"By the way! What exactly is wrong with you?" Her tone was full of probing. "If the condition is serious, you need to see a doctor as soon as possible. Don't take any medicine without consulting a doctor."
Ruan Kangri's voice was indifferent, "It's nothing, it's just an old ailment from years ago. It got a bit inflamed after winter started, but I can take some medicine and it'll be fine."
After hanging up the phone, Ruan Kangri touched his painless, itch-free chancre, and could no longer hold back. He got up and smashed everything on the table.
A pair of bloodshot eyes, filled with madness!
Syphilis sores? How could it be syphilis sores? Why did he get this kind of dirty disease?
At first, he thought it was just a case of internal heat, but two months ago, when he experienced increased discharge and developed chancres and ulcers on his skin, he finally realized something was wrong.
Having some suspicions but not daring to go to a regular hospital, I went to an unlicensed clinic and was diagnosed with syphilis.
He went from being unable to accept reporting the illegal clinic to his condition worsening and nearly collapsing.
Forget about competing for division commander again, he doesn't even dare to leave the house now. He can only ask the army for a long leave under the pretext of a recurrence of his old illness and hide at home.
He was terrified that someone would discover something and completely ruin his career.
Thankfully, syphilis isn't a fatal disease; as long as you take anti-inflammatory medication...
Coincidentally, one of the Jing family's daughters-in-law is a doctor at a major hospital. If they could get their hands on imported anti-inflammatory drugs, it would be alright if they had to sacrifice their rebellious granddaughter...
Ruan Kangri sneered.
No, marrying into the powerful Jing family is no sacrifice! It's that little beast's good fortune!
If he can stop his condition from worsening, he definitely can, he can stand on the military training ground again!
Pen holders and documents were scattered all over the floor, and Ruan Kangri, leaning on the table, was panting heavily.
...
Jing family —
After the phone call was abruptly ended, Su Tingrong, the matriarch of the Jing family, remained silent for a moment.
Her son hurriedly asked, "How is it, Mom? Is Xiao Jing alright?"
God knows that during the months their son was taken away by Feng Guang, they tried every means to contact him, but Feng Guang acted as if he had taken some kind of drug and was seriously ill, being extremely rude.
When they get angry, they'll swear, and their swearing is really vulgar.
They sent a few people to Heilongjiang Province, but they couldn't even get through the military region gates, let alone bring Jing Si back.
There was no other way, so after going through several detours, I found an acquaintance in the First Army to ask, but that person was also stammering when speaking.
They only said that Jing Si was personally trained by the regimental commander in the special operations regiment, and refused to say another word.
His intuition was bad, but his mother didn't think so. As long as her grandson wasn't dead or crippled, she could arrange for the news to be released, and this trip would be a plus for her grandson's life experience.
Thinking of something, Jing's father hurriedly asked, "What exactly is wrong with Ruan Kangri? The successor to the teacher has been basically decided, and it has nothing to do with the Ruan family."
Are you sure you want our heir to marry only the granddaughter of a brigade commander? Or the granddaughter of some other man with whom he has an ambiguous relationship?
"So what?" Su Tingrong said dismissively. "A family with a daughter will have a hundred suitors. An outstanding woman is never short of admirers."
Jing's father: I feel like my mother is alluding to me!
Su Tingrong smiled and said, "I heard that Old Man Ruan contracted hepatitis A in the middle of the year, and I guess he hasn't fully recovered yet. I'll have your wife send him some more medicine later."
Mr. Jing was shocked. “Hepatitis A? Won’t it be contagious to our adopted son? No, no, Mom, you have to reconsider. It might bring disaster to our family.”
He looked down on the mere brigade commander's granddaughter. He had some ability, but without family support, no matter how great his personal ability was, it couldn't surpass that of an entire family.
Having his son marry such a woman would not help his career in the slightest.
He seized every opportunity to sow discord in front of his mother, hoping that she would give up her idea and find a daughter-in-law who could help him advance his career.
"What's all the fuss about?" Su Tingrong glanced at her shallow-minded son.
"When the Ruan family girl entered the family, she naturally stayed at the Jing family's residence. Her grandfather contracted syphilis, a contagious disease that causes sores on the head and pus to flow from the feet, and is fatal."
"As long as we avoid contact and minimize meetings, how can the virus spread to our home from a distance?"
She took a breath, picked up a pen and wrote down the train number. "Go ahead, make the arrangements, and when you get off the train, take your son and future daughter-in-law directly to get the marriage certificate."
A woman, once she gets her marriage certificate, enters the bridal chamber, and becomes pregnant, her heart is completely devoted to the man.
...
In a large compound with no address, but heavily guarded with sentries every five or ten steps.
Grandma Yan Fenghua received the phone call two days ago. She was so excited that she didn't know what to do with her hands and feet, but she ended up ordering the guards around and carrying bags and bags of things home.
"Don't buy river fish, that brat thinks it's fishy. Buy a duck and some lamb offal, tripe, and lean meat instead. That brat loves to eat spicy food."
Hey, don't move that red quilt. The red quilt is for the maid's wedding. Gray won't do either; she's picky and doesn't like dark colors.
"Alright, you still have time. Take your cloth coupons and money and ask the tailor on the sixth floor to sew a new backing. Make sure it's brightly colored."
After passing through layers of checks, Xie Zheng saw that his wife was spinning like a top, finding fault with everything.
He happily placed the cotton dress he bought for his granddaughter on the sofa. "It's a new style from the Friendship Store. I had that little girl help me try it on, and it looks good."
As Yan Fenghua rummaged through the new clothes Lao Xie had bought for his granddaughter, she asked, "Any news about the courtyard house that brat wanted?"
During their last meeting, Ruan Xianxian instructed the two elders to find her a courtyard house when they returned to Beijing.
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