Free Web NovelChapter 898: Chapter 872: Injured
Under Qian’s threat, Xiaoqiang’s survival instincts kicked in with a clang.
"Wife, I was wrong, I was completely wrong today!" Seeing the situation turn bad, he immediately apologized. A true man shouldn’t feel ashamed to apologize to his wife!
"Where did you go wrong?" Qian had an aura of one meter eighty.
"I went wrong... where did I go wrong?" After apologizing, Xiaoqiang was dumbfounded; he honestly didn’t know where he had gone wrong.
Qian then realized that he hadn’t done anything wrong at all; she was just using him as a punching bag, uh... freewebnovel.cσ๓
Yu Minglang watched her; his eyes were filled with grievance, helplessness, and a bit of confusion.
Feeling slightly guilty, Qian quickly handed over the facial cleansing soap, trying to feign depth to find some redeemable ground for herself.
"Actually, every man who pampers his wife has a height of 2 meters! A majestic soul, a handsome face! Ah~ my husband, why are you so dashing and handsome?"
With Qian’s special cleansing product, Xiaoqiang finally got rid of the mess on his face, and he looked at him, laughing spitefully.
"Isn’t it all because I have a wife who squanders, always plotting how to trick her own husband? Wife, I’ve found that ever since you’ve been tricking me, I’ve been getting more handsome." freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
Feeling cute, she couldn’t help but say it with such assertiveness.
"Do you want me to trick you?" The unreasonable woman smiled playfully.
"Absolutely willing, whatever makes you happy, my queen!"
Boohoo, if he didn’t say it like this, she might really do something while he was sleeping... using the mud method she just mentioned to deal with him, way too scary.
She is totally capable of doing such a thing, and Yu Minglang firmly believed it.
Forget it, he better just behave honestly.
"By the way wife, why aren’t you letting me make dinner, it’s almost dinner time, you’ve done well today, shall we eat some comforting noodles?" Eating noodles and then rolling on comforting bedsheets?
"Don’t bother, let’s go see Liumei, if she’s alright, we’ll go eat together, but if there’s something..." Qian’s eyes turned sharp, leaving the sentence unfinished.
Thinking about Liumei’s side, Qian restrained her playful mind.
"Liumei? What’s wrong with her?"
Yu Minglang had been busy with work these days, so he couldn’t accompany his wife during her entire competition, let alone his sister.
"My mom called to say that Liumei and Fugui went traveling on the day of our first celebration banquet, do you believe it?"
One second Xiaoqiang was joking around with his wife, the next he turned sharp, back to his usual state upon hearing this.
"Definitely not possible, there must be something going on that they haven’t told us... No way, let’s go check it out!"
The couple immediately thought the same thing.
Liumei is thick-skinned but sensible, Fugui is considerate and cares for everyone around him, such a detailed couple would never act recklessly and not care about friends around them, using such an excuse must mean something is up.
Indeed, Qian’s intuition proved very strong.
Just as Qian and Xiaoqiang were about to head to Liumei’s house, Mrs. Yu’s phone call came in.
"Youngest, go to the pharmacy and buy some Chinese medicine, and do it fast."
"What’s going on?" Upon hearing Chinese medicine, Yu Minglang immediately became serious.
"Don’t even mention it, Fugui has a fracture! It’s been three days, and just now Liumei called to tell me, I came in a hurry and didn’t bring my medical kit, let’s mix some now." Mrs. Yu’s voice held a hint of fatigue and anxiety.
"Fracture?!" Yu Minglang and Qian exchanged a glance, turns out something did happen.
"Exactly, just on the day Fugui arrived..." Mrs. Yu sighed deeply and began narrating to the couple.
After Mrs. Yu explained the situation, Yu Minglang didn’t delay any longer, immediately following Mrs. Yu’s instructions to the big pharmacy to get the medicine mixed.
Mrs. Yu’s remedy is a family heirloom, very effective, but the medicinal ingredients are hard to find, now the pharmacy’s Chinese medicinal materials aren’t very complete, two of the remedy ingredients couldn’t be bought, Yu Minglang then drove to the hospital to buy them, running around small pharmacies as well, finally managing to gather the medicine.
At Liumei’s house, as soon as she entered, Qian saw Fugui sitting in a wheelchair, Mrs. Yu and Liumei were by his side, Mrs. Yu was studying Fugui’s scanned images.
"How did it get to this?" Qian asked, no wonder Fugui didn’t dare to tell her mom.
Dalong had exams these days, probably distracted. Seeing Fugui in the wheelchair, the situation seemed quite serious.
"It’s fine, just a minor injury, young people recover well in a month." Fugui said gently.
Liumei’s eyes reddened, thinking about how that day nearly lost her Fugui, her heart ached immensely.
"Alright, I’ve seen the images, the issue isn’t major, with our family’s plaster it can heal quicker, in a month it’ll be fine." Mrs. Yu said seriously after examining the images.
Mrs. Yu prepared the medicine and applied it to Fugui, after reminding him of the necessary precautions, she sighed deeply.
"This heirloom skill is about to be lost, I’ve had four children and none of them have inherited my remedy, all three daughters-in-law are doctors but none are orthopedists, life is full of regrets."
Such a great skill, but no one to inherit it, what a pity, such a shame.
Qian was about to comfort a bit when Mrs. Yu added another sentence.
"The family legacy can’t be wasted, you should pass the remedy on if any of your children show interest in orthopedics." That indeed is a very good idea, the more you think about it, the better.
"Better keep an eye on the child in Dayi’s belly, I reckon if I have kids in the future, they’ll be troublemakers, hard to keep still."
Qian said objectively, Xiaowei is athletically gifted, dances well and is spirited, but Qian just couldn’t imagine her daughter sitting quietly in a department diagnosing patients.
"If they’re troublemakers, they must take after the youngest!" Mrs. Yu glanced at Xiaoqiang, this child had never stopped worrying people from a young age.
Xiaoqiang was munching on fruit chatting with Fugui, innocently caught in the crossfire.
"Why does everything somehow involve me?"
Qian gave him a long look, Yu Minglang immediately remembered the mud mask incident, clearing his throat.
"Well, innate genetics can’t be changed, but we can cultivate them later! My wife is so excellent, any child can be educated well! Even with me holding back with mischievous genes, we wouldn’t worry! My wife’s amazing!"
To avoid getting in trouble, his skill at flattering had seen another improvement.
"You smooth talker." Qian snorted, but she seemed quite pleased by it.
Generally finding lively conversations enjoyable, Liumei was unusually silent today, not joining in the chats, sitting blankly to the side, until the house phone rang, Qian instinctively picked it up.
"Is Liumei there?" A worried voice came from inside.
"Yes, hold on." Qian called Liumei over to answer the phone, it seemed like it was from her family.
