Farmer girl swaps husbands: buys a sickly villain and pampers him

Chapter 217 Old Lover

Zhang Yingdi looked Meng Xiaoya up and down, nodded and said, "I know. He was in poor health before and couldn't even get out of his wheelchair. He wouldn't see anyone unless someone came to visit him. I've taken care of him for so many years and I've never seen you. I know you two haven't been in contact for a long time."

Su Yaoguang gave Zhang Yingdi a thumbs up in her heart.

It turns out her aunt isn't someone to be trifled with; she's quite adept at dealing with seemingly innocent but scheming women. See, after saying that, if she had any shame, she'd know to stop bothering her.

Meng Xiaoya's eyes reddened, and she said aggrievedly, "I know Huanzhi has had a tough time all these years, but as a woman, I don't always have a choice in what I do. Waaah..."

Wang Huanzhi brought Jiang Jing out and saw Meng Xiaoya crying her eyes out. Zhang Yingdi's expression was not good, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing," Meng Xiaoya said, looking nervous and uneasy.

Zhang Yingdi rolled her eyes: "She said you haven't been in contact all these years. I said I know, after all, I've taken care of you for ten years and I haven't seen her either. She just cried there, and I don't know why she was crying. Taoyaofang is a place for doing business, and we can't stand the sound of crying. We think it's bad luck. You should tell your old acquaintances that if you want to cry, go somewhere else. Don't make things difficult for us here."

Wang Huanzhi looked at Meng Xiaoya: "Xiaoya, the baby will be fine, you don't need to worry so much. This is Dr. Jiang, let her take a look at the baby!"

Jiang Jing said to Meng Xiaoya, "Take the child to the consultation room inside."

"Brother Huanzhi, can you stay with me for a bit? I'm scared."

“I…” Wang Huanzhi looked at Zhang Yingdi, then turned back and said, “Xiaoya, Doctor Jiang is also a woman. You can tell her directly what you need to say. There’s nothing you women can’t talk about. I’m an outsider after all, so it’s not appropriate for me to always interfere in your family’s affairs. If you’re short of money, as a fellow villager and neighbor, I will lend you some. You can pay me back whenever you have the money.”

"Brother Huanzhi, are you still blaming me?" Meng Xiaoya choked up.

“I don’t blame you. Everyone has the right to choose happiness.” After saying this, Wang Huanzhi chased after Zhang Yingdi. “Madam… what do you need to move? I’ll move it.”

Meng Xiaoya watched Wang Huanzhi's figure, her eyes filled with resentment.

Wang Huanzhi has recovered well and has now participated in the provincial examination. He will soon become a successful candidate in the imperial examination.

As for her, not to mention that she had just become a widow, even if she hadn't, she had been beaten so badly by that man over the years that she was covered in bruises.

She and Wang Huanzhi grew up together as childhood sweethearts and had a very good relationship. If it weren't for Wang Huanzhi's health problems, she would be the one by his side now.

Ever since marrying that man, Meng Xiaoya hasn't had a single day without regret. The man spoke sweet words before marrying her, but once he had her, his attitude changed completely.

Everyone knew about her engagement to Wang Huanzhi, and at the time, everyone said they were a perfect couple. The man she married also knew about it, and he kept saying he didn't mind, but after the marriage, he always used this as an excuse to torment her, making her suffer terribly.

Since fate has played a trick on her, it's time to put her back in her rightful place.

As for that woman, she didn't believe Huanzhi would actually like her. When Huanzhi liked her, he wanted to see her all the time, and his feelings were warm and genuine. But when Huanzhi was with that woman, he didn't have that same passionate emotion; he was as calm as still water, as if he was just going through the motions.

"Qiao'er's mother, Qiao'er's mother..." Jiang Jing called out to Meng Xiaoya.

Meng Xiaoya snapped out of her daze and asked, "How is my daughter?"

"How long has she had this persistent fever?"

"Two days."

"You only brought her to see the doctor after two days?"

"I don't want to either, but we have no money, and no doctor is willing to treat my daughter." Meng Xiaoya's eyes were red. "Doctor, how is my daughter?"

“She’s burning up too hot right now. We need to bring her fever down first, or it will damage her brain.” Jiang Jing said as she wrote out a prescription, then said to Jia Chunni, “Take this prescription and go get the medicine. After you get the medicine, have a servant prepare it. We’re going to use this decoction to bathe the child and see if it can bring her fever down sooner.”

"Okay." Meng Xiaoya held the little girl in her arms tightly, "Doctor, won't she be burned into a mentally disabled person?"

"Don't hug her so tightly. Also, you've dressed her in too many layers. You should take off a few clothes and just put her coat back on. She's so hot, and you're wrapping her up like a furnace. How is she supposed to let the heat out?"

Zhang Yingdi moved the goods out of the warehouse.

Wang Huanzhi helped move the goods.

Actually, they weren't needed for this kind of rough work. There were so many employees in the shop, some of whom did manual labor, but Zhang Yingdi just wanted to avoid it at this moment to avoid embarrassing herself.

She wasn't truly indifferent.

The woman's words were deliberately meant to provoke her, and she knew it, as well as how to retaliate. But after retaliating, she felt incredibly pathetic.

That was her husband, yet she was arguing with a complete stranger about who her husband truly loved.

“Husband…” Zhang Yingdi put down what she was holding and looked at Wang Huanzhi.

She decided.

She didn't wait for the results of the provincial examination.

Anyway, this matter will have to be discussed sooner or later, so it's better to say it sooner rather than later, which will also give him his freedom and save him from being put in a difficult position.

"Let's get divorced!"

The object in Wang Huanzhi's hand loosened and fell, hitting his foot.

"Ah..." he cried out in pain.

"Are you alright?" Zhang Yingdi quickly helped him up. "This thing is very heavy, how could you be so careless? Take off your shoes quickly, let me see if you're hurt."

Wang Huanzhi grabbed Zhang Yingdi, his pale face contorted with pain: "It hurts so much... I feel like I've broken a bone."

“Someone come here…someone come here…” Zhang Yingdi shouted loudly.

The waiter heard the noise and rushed over.

"Third Steward, what's wrong?"

“My husband is injured. Quickly carry him out to see Doctor Jiang.”

The waiter quickly carried Wang Huanzhi on his back and hurried outside.

Wang Huanzhi cried out, "Madam, it hurts so much... Madam, where are you?"

"Stop calling, I'm behind you," Zhang Yingdi said.

Seeing the group rushing over in alarm, with Wang Huanzhi still crying out in pain and Zhang Yingdi's face deathly pale, Su Yaoguang asked, "What happened?"

“Your uncle accidentally hurt his foot while carrying the goods. Each box weighs several dozen kilograms, and he is a frail scholar who has just recovered from a serious illness. We don’t know if this injury will be serious.”

Thinking about the goods in the boxes, and then imagining the things falling and hitting the insteps of her feet, Su Yaoguang muttered to herself, "Although the goods are full, they are all small boxes, each weighing at most fifteen pounds. It shouldn't be enough to cripple someone, right?"