The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Inside the room, shadowy figures moved about, and the candlelight flickered.

Wei Zhao sat by the bed.

Yu Tingwan remained unconscious on the bed, her face as pale as paper and her brows slightly furrowed, trapped in a state of torment.

A single tear slid slowly down her cheek, silently disappearing into the dark hair at her temple.

Before the tears had dried, new tears quietly rolled down.

Wei Zhao's eyes were deep and his aura was extremely cold and faint, but when he wiped her with a handkerchief, his movements were extremely gentle, as if he was afraid of disturbing her.

The door hinges creaked, letting in a gust of hot air from outside.

Jiashan strode in first, his face burning with rage.

"Still not awake? What did the doctor say?"

Behind her were Gu Fuju and Gu Wu.

Gu Fuju's expression was grim: "Why did she fall into the pond? Aren't the people around her skilled in martial arts?"

How did you take care of her?

How could something like this happen in one's own home?

Very good, the couple asked a total of five questions.

Before Wei Zhao could even reply, Yu Tingwan opened her eyes, sat up abruptly, and looked dazed.

Who has time to ask?

His mind was entirely on Yu Tingwan.

I was just about to go up and greet them.

But in the next instant, Wei Zhao's arm moved faster than anyone else's, pressing the girl back down.

Cover yourself with the blanket.

Yu Tingwan's gaze slowly shifted from the ceiling to Wei Zhao's left arm. Before he could leave, she grabbed him without hesitation.

They wouldn't let go, no matter what.

Wei Zhao lowered his eyes and said, "Let go."

"I do not."

Wei Zhao gestured quietly, "There are so many people."

Yu Ting's eyes darted around, and her gaze fell on the three people inside the house who had rushed over after receiving the news.

Her emotions were intense, yet her eyes were veiled by a thick mist, making it impossible to discern what she was thinking.

Even now, I can still hear Jiashan's breakdown and sobbing.

She was at a loss.

Yu Tingwan hugged her even tighter.

This……

Seeing this, Gu Fuju was very sad.

Yao Yao really... cares a lot about this man.

Tan Jiang brought in the prepared medicine.

It's hot outside, but I've already fallen into the water, so I can't afford to catch a cold.

Wei Zhao said calmly, "Let go and drink the ginger tea."

Yu Tingwan sullenly and shamelessly said, "Then you feed me."

"Do you think I'm a god with three heads and six arms? How can I feed someone with only one hand?"

"That……"

She doesn't care.

Yu Tingwan said softly, "That's your problem."

Wei Zhao looked at Yu Tingwan.

Yu Tingwan looked at Wei Zhao innocently.

It's just a stalemate.

After an unknown amount of time, Wei Zhao relented and helped the woman up, letting her lean against him.

Tan Jiang, adept at reading people's expressions, held the bottom of the celadon bowl close to her with her fingertips.

Wei Zhao scooped up a spoonful with a white jade spoon; it was still a little hot. He gently blew on it before feeding it to her lips.

The spicy ginger tea was slowly poured in, and she swallowed a mouthful, her brows furrowing.

The flavor is too strong.

I don't know what other medicinal herbs were added, but it has an extra layer of bitterness.

Yu Tingwan was about to vomit.

Wei Zhao: "This bowl of medicine is estimated to cost three hundred taels."

Yu Tingwan: ? ? ?

You added gold, didn't you?

Wei Zhao: "I reckon one of your sips costs over ten taels."

Yu Tingwan swallowed it without hesitation.

Wei Zhao: "Is it good?"

Yu Tingwan smiled and said, "It's so sweet!"

After Wei Zhao carried her back to her room, he changed her into dry nightgown.

He checked and found that Yu Tingwan had no injuries.

Old Ge also came to see him, and his conclusion, which was consistent with Wei Zhao's, was that there was nothing seriously wrong. But after all, he had fallen from such a height.

Wei Zhao was still uneasy.

"Is there anything that's bothering you?"

Yu Tingwan glanced at him: "No."

It's just very tiring.

She had slept for a long time, but she was exhausted, both physically and mentally. The weariness on her face was impossible to hide.

Jia Shan wanted to give some advice, but she was afraid that Yu Tingwan wouldn't want to listen, so she could only say, "You have to be more careful next time. Even when you're admiring flowers, you shouldn't get too close to the edge. Even if there's a fence, no one can predict whether there might be any hidden dangers."

Yu Tingwan said, "It won't happen again next time."

She was wearing a moon-white nightgown, her hair was loose, and she looked so sweet and gentle that Jia Shan's heart was itching with desire.

Wei Zhao handed over another spoonful.

But how long will it take to drink this spoonful by spoonful?
Yu Tingwan wore a mask of pain. Just as she was about to speak, Jia Shan spoke first.

"Return to your place."

Jiashan took the porcelain bowl directly from Tanjiang's hand: "It's not convenient for you, and you don't seem to know how to feed me very well, so let me do it."

She was being fed very well, not a single drop spilled, so I don't know how she could lie like that with her eyes closed.

Yu Tingwan's body stiffened for a moment.

Jia Shan was a little nervous, especially when she met the girl's clean yet complex eyes. She scooped up a spoonful and brought it to Yu Tingwan's lips, but she was afraid that Yu Tingwan would refuse.

Yu Tingwan hesitated for a moment, then opened her mouth and swallowed.

Jiashan's hands trembled slightly, her joy barely concealed. But when she was about to feed him again...

"lady."

Yu Tingwan: "I'll do it myself."

Jia Shan's disappointed smile froze.

"it is good."

Seeing her like this, Yu Tingwan suddenly felt uneasy.

Yu Tingwan: "I'm afraid of hardship."

Jia Shan hurriedly said, "It's my fault. I came in a hurry this time and forgot to bring you some candied fruit. The old woman surnamed Zhao at your uncle's house is extremely good at making candied fruit; it can't compare to what you buy outside."

"No."

Yu Tingwan didn't explain anything; she simply did something she believed wouldn't upset either of them.

She hesitated for a moment, then released Wei Zhao's arm.

The next moment, without hesitation, he grasped Jiashan's wrist and pulled the hand holding the porcelain bowl towards him.

Yu Tingwan lowered her head and approached the rim of the bowl, her lips touching the celadon. With a slight flick of her wrist, Jia Shan's hand, which was bent over, was lifted upwards.

The ginger tea juice flowed down the raised wrist.

Yu Tingwan endured the bitterness and drank it all in one gulp. Her delicate, fair face scrunched up like a bun.

But he wasn't feeling well.

Soon, she listlessly slid back into bed, her eyelids heavy and drooping.

She even gagged in disgust.

But she was still very stubborn.

"Sweet...".

Wei Zhao:......

Jiashan: ?! !!!

She looked at Yu Tingwan, then at her own hands.

Seeing that the young lady was alright and even willing to be close to Jiashan, Gu Fuju felt relieved: "It's good that Yaoyao is alright. Guizhi, take good care of her."

He expressed his intention to leave.

"I'll have her mother send the candied fruit over tomorrow."

It was already very late.

Wei Zhao spoke up at the opportune moment just as they were about to step across the threshold.

“It’s getting dark, and it’s not good to travel. It’s been quite a journey both ways. If you don’t have any urgent matters at home, why don’t you stay here for the night? You can return tomorrow.”

Gu Wu was about to nod happily. But Gu Fuju pulled at Jia Shan, who was about to agree, and then stopped.

Gu Fuju did not turn around, his heart was also unsettled.

After waiting for a while, he still didn't hear Yu Tingwan's voice.

It's clear that the child doesn't object.

Perhaps it was because the wind was too strong, but my throat felt tight and my eyes felt hot.

Gu Fuju smiled.

"it is good."

Wei Zhao instructed Tan Jiang to make the arrangements.

After everyone left, Yu Tingwan couldn't sleep, so she tried to stay awake.

"Has Baopu arrived yet? When will he perform the ritual?"

Wei Zhao: "They're here."

(End of this chapter)