Surprise! The rough husband is the hidden boss of the period literature

Chapter 377 Let's stay in the courtyard tonight.
The following afternoon, around 2 p.m., Lu Zongsheng woke up with crooked eyes and a drooling mouth, completely losing his dignity as a human being.

He wanted to see Xu Qinghuan, so Xu Qinghuan naturally came over. Because she found Lu Zongsheng's appearance disgusting, she stuck a needle into Lu Zongsheng's face. Lu Zongsheng's mouth stopped crooked, his drooling stopped, and he no longer needed anyone to guess what he was saying.

"Did you do it?" Even in his current state, Lu Zongsheng still tried to act tough, his crooked eyes trying to project an air of authority, which was somewhat comical.

"No!" Xu Qinghuan denied it outright.

But Lu Zongsheng didn't believe it. He knew his own body best. He had only met Xu Qinghuan once, and he was already in this state. He didn't believe for a second that Xu Qinghuan hadn't made any moves.

"You can cure me?" Lu Zongsheng said this not as a question, but as a statement.

"No, I don't have that ability." Xu Qinghuan smiled faintly. "I'm too young. It's impossible for me to be proficient in both surgery and traditional Chinese medicine. That's impossible, otherwise wouldn't it be very strange?"

Lu Zongsheng suspected that Huo Fuhai had told Xu Qinghuan everything they had said, but upon further thought, he felt it was impossible, as Huo Fuhai's actions would only cause harm.

That can only be Xu Qinghuan's own guess.

Such a young age, yet such a deep mind!

If he had known earlier that Xu Jing'an had such a daughter, he would never have allowed his son to provoke Song Wanlin.

"If you heal me, then everything that happened before will be forgotten." Lu Zongsheng's tone still inevitably carried a commanding tone; he had been in a position of power for too long.

"I really can't cure you. As a doctor, saving lives is my duty. If I had that ability, I would have treated you without anyone asking. Putting everything else aside, just consider that you were once my father's superior;
However, I truly lack that ability. Seeing you like this makes me very sad.

Xu Qinghuan pretended to wipe the corner of her eye, "There's one more thing. Yesterday, I heard Mingqiu tell Aunt Ye that Lu Jiabo and Song Wanlin slept together when they were in Anguang County. I don't know if it's true or not."

Shao Lizhong tried to stop them, but it was too late; he was also too shocked to speak.

He truly regretted coming along; Xu Qinghuan had really ruined him.

Lu Zongsheng caught a glimpse of Shao Lizhong out of the corner of his eye. Shao Lizhong's head was completely red, and he was shouting with his neck stiff, as if to say, "Shut up, this isn't true."

But after Xu Qinghuan pulled out the needle, he couldn't utter a single word. It felt like someone was choking him. Finally, his legs buckled, and he fell straight onto the bed, unconscious.

Shao Lizhong was panicked and at a loss. "Dr. Xu, what, what should we do?"

He, the director of a general hospital, actually asked Xu Qinghuan what to do.

"It's alright, he'll wake up in two hours. It won't affect your treatment. If he wants to talk, use acupuncture on the acupoints I just needled. This will allow him to speak clearly for ten minutes. The needles must be removed within ten minutes."

Shao Lizhong remembered it.

As he saw Xu Qinghuan out, he asked, "Dr. Xu, can you cure his illness?"

He didn't doubt that Xu Qinghuan was the one who caused Lu Zongsheng's condition. To cause paralysis and stroke, poisoning was necessary, but they had conducted a blood test on Lu Zongsheng, and there were no abnormalities.

He believes in science, so he won't make unfounded speculations about Xu Qinghuan.

Xu Qinghuan turned her head and glanced at him. "Dean Shao, are there any good treatment methods for this disease internationally?"

Not to mention now, even decades from now, there won't be any.

Xu Qinghuan does not have good conventional treatment methods, but it is not that she is helpless against this disease.

Not to mention anything else, she also has elixirs in her space.

However, Lu Zongsheng's situation was also the result she wanted. Jiang Xingye was waiting, and Xu Qinghuan went over, "Let's go to the courtyard house to pack our things and move in tonight?"

Now that Lu Zongsheng has been dealt with, Xu Qinghuan is no longer afraid that he will send people over. The reason she didn't live in the courtyard house before was because she was afraid that if Lu Zongsheng's people came and started fighting, they would damage her perfectly good courtyard house.

That five-courtyard house is located in Houhai, also in Ya'er Hutong, right next to Xu Qinghuan's two-courtyard house.

Previously, before the couple received their five-courtyard house, they planned to live in this two-courtyard house and stored all their belongings here. Now, the couple has moved all their things over here.

Jiang Xingye rolled up his sleeves and began cleaning.

There are wells in both the front and back yards.

April in Yancheng was still quite cool, but the well water was warm. The two planned to clean up the hall and a main room. There was a side room next to the hall that could be used as a study, with a canopy bed inside, to provide Jiang Xingye with cover.

The main room was left for Xu Qinghuan to live in, while the west side room had a thousand-work canopy bed made of huanghuali wood, which had a faint woody fragrance.

Xu Qinghuan wiped the bed clean and dry repeatedly.

After cleaning, it was already dark. The electricity was on in the house, but the incandescent light was dim, giving off a warm, yellowish glow.

Fearing that the Lu family had spies everywhere in Yancheng, the two dared not act rashly. They cooked a meal in the kitchen, and the smoke from the cooking dispelled the stale and oppressive atmosphere of the long-uninhabited house, giving it the feel of home.

Jiang Xingye seemed more relaxed than ever before. Under the table, his legs were spread apart and propped up on the ground, displaying an unprecedentedly lazy posture.

He had never been like this before, neither in the mud-brick house he built himself, nor in the large brick and tile house that his father had sacrificed his life for.

After dinner, Jiang Xingye washed the dishes, and the two of them began to walk along the eaves of the courtyard again.

Jiang Xingye was still thinking about what Xu Qinghuan had said before, about converting a bathroom into a side room next to the main house. "I'll fix it when I have the chance to come over next time."

"No rush, we'll fix it after we move here."

"Ok!"

The two kissed against the pillar. Usually he would just kiss, but today he bit her rather fiercely. Xu Qinghuan felt a little pain and struggled slightly, but Jiang Xingye refused to let her go. He turned her around and pressed her against the pillar.

The vermilion paint reflected a bit of starlight and moonlight, and shadows enveloped Xu Qinghuan, making him the only one who could see him.

At night, only he could see Xu Qinghuan.

He left bite marks on Xu Qinghuan's body. The sensation of his sharp teeth pricking her skin was both numb and itchy. Her legs were trembling, her whole body was shaking, and she was barely able to hold on. Her words were incoherent, "A-Ye, A-Ye!"

Each sound was like a blow to his heart, a fire ignited somewhere, spreading throughout his entire body.

Xu Qinghuan started the fire, and only Xu Qinghuan could put it out.

He slowly pulled the sliding woman up, supporting her with one hand and pressing her back against himself with the other. "Shall we go back to the room?"

"Mmm!" Xu Qinghuan was finally released by him and was able to breathe freely, but there was a hidden sense of loss. She clung to Jiang Xingye and let him carry her back.

They walked from the hallway to the main room, both of them breathing rapidly. Magnolia blossoms in the courtyard drifted down and landed on Xu Qinghuan. Jiang Xingye freed one hand to pick up a petal. The petal, as pure and white as jade, resembled Xu Qinghuan's face, which was tinged with pink.

He tossed away the flower petals, cupped Xu Qinghuan's face in his palm, and made her look up at him, her eyes red and wet, as if saying, "Kiss me, kiss me!"

Happy reading, my dears!