Her child?
Old Wu scrutinized An Wanwan carefully, then looked her over and said, "You little rascal, you're quite capable. Most people have one child per pregnancy, but you had three. Where's the father?"
"They died in battle."
An Wanwan answered without the slightest hesitation.
Elder Wu: "..."
Did he say something wrong again?
Suddenly remembering something, Old Wu asked An Wanwan, "Who is their father?"
"Are you checking my household registration?"
An Miaomiao glared at her.
Fierce girl.
Old Wu pursed his lips and said, "I won't ask anymore, okay?"
Before An Miaomiao could say anything...
Old Wu said to An Wanwan, "These little ones are still young. Make sure the windows are closed when they go to sleep at night, and open them again the next morning."
"Okay, I've got it."
Seeing that Mr. Wu was doing it for the children's good, An Wanwan smiled and agreed.
Old Wu came with a cane, and he left with a cane too.
Since he had difficulty washing his face and feet, Su Yueniang had her eldest son serve him.
An Cheng had no objections. He brought water to wash Old Wu's face, then wiped his body and washed his feet.
Tidy up.
He was just about to leave.
Old Wu called out to him, "I need to use the outhouse."
An Cheng carried Wu Lao outside, and after walking a distance, he arrived at the outhouse and slowly put him down.
Open the door.
An Cheng helped Old Wu inside, then closed the door and waited outside.
Throughout the entire process.
He showed no impatience whatsoever.
The next day.
Not long after breakfast, An Miaomiao brought the first-aid kit.
I grabbed a stool and sat down.
An Miaomiao took out all the necessary medicines one by one.
When Wu Lao saw her posture, he opened his mouth and said, "What are you going to do? I don't want you to change my dressing. You little girl, you're so ruthless. Who knows, you'll give me another bump."
Upon hearing this...
An Miaomiao suppressed the urge to scold him and said, "You didn't make me angry today, so why would I give you another dressing? You don't want me to change your dressing, so there must be something fishy going on, right?"
"What could I possibly be up to? I'm just worried about you. An Wanwan, An Wanwan..."
After Wu finished speaking, he shouted at the top of his lungs.
An Miaomiao stuffed a piece of cloth into his mouth, and then began to untie the white cloth from his left leg.
Old Wu spat out the cloth from his mouth and immediately began to curse An Miaomiao: "You brat, how dare you treat me like this."
"If you swear at me again, I'll hit you again."
An Miaomiao raised her fist.
When An Wanwan arrived, she saw An Miaomiao lunging at Old Wu with her claws outstretched, but she failed because Old Wu moved at that moment, and she missed completely.
Old Wu was perfectly fine, but An Miaomiao was disheveled and covered in dust.
An Wanwan: "..."
They've started again!
When Old Wu saw An Wanwan arrive, he quickly said, "Wanwan, you can't blame me for this. It's your sister; she's so troublesome. I told her I didn't want her to change my dressing, but she insisted, and then she even attacked me..."
An Wanwan knew what kind of skills An Miaomiao possessed.
She was no ordinary woman, yet she gained no advantage over Elder Wu. There was only one possibility: he was skilled in martial arts, and not just any martial arts.
“Wanwan, there’s definitely something wrong with him not letting me change his dressing.”
An Miaomiao straightened her clothes and hair and said to An Wanwan.
"What problem could I possibly have..."
Old Wu replied with a clear conscience.
An Wanwan thought for a moment and said, "Since you don't want my sister to change your dressing, and my sister suspects you have a problem, then how about this, I'll find another doctor to see you."
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