Chapter 9: Fainting at the Sight of Blood?

Ning Wanwan held her little nose while snapping fiercely, “Shut up, you!”

Knowing he was in the wrong, He Yunshen wore a guilty expression as he set her down in the wheelchair, trying his best to blend into the background.

Only then did Ning Wanwan notice a warm stream running through her nostrils. When she looked down—good heavens—her fair palm was already covered in warm blood.

“Wanwan, sis, you…”

“Sister Wanwan…”

Before Ning Wanwan could even respond, her wheelchair suddenly stopped. The next thing she heard was a loud thump—He Yunshen’s tall figure had collapsed to the ground.

This startled even Ning Wanwan. Clumsily pressing a handkerchief to her nose, she quickly ordered Xu Cuihua and her daughter to drag the “damn man” inside.

Ning Wanwan: Uh… what just happened? Sudden cerebral hemorrhage?

Zhang Yun and Li Ping happened to be passing by and rushed over when they saw the scene.

Zhang Yun noticed the cloth pressed to Ning Wanwan’s nose and asked anxiously, “Xiao Ning, what happened to you? And why did Commander He faint?”

Rubbing her swollen little nose, Ning Wanwan removed the bloodstained handkerchief.

Before she could even explain, Zhang Yun and Li Ping burst out laughing when they saw the cloth in her hand.

“Hahaha! Xiao Ning, don’t worry. Commander He’s just having one of his old episodes. He’ll be fine in a bit.”

Ning Wanwan glanced at the blood in her palm, her starry eyes filled with confusion. “He faints at the sight of blood?”

Zhang Yun nodded, still laughing. “Everyone in the military district knows Commander He faints at the sight of blood. But it’s weird—my husband Lao Qian says he never faints during battle, always charging ahead. But off the battlefield? He collapses at the sight of even a scratch.”

Ning Wanwan nodded. Since it wasn’t serious, they all leisurely made their way into the house, with Li Ping pushing her wheelchair.

Ning Wanwan went to wash off the blood. If He Yunshen saw it again, he’d probably pass out once more.

Meanwhile, Xu Cuihua and her daughter had used up all their strength dragging He Yunshen onto the bed.

Guo Xiaoling was about to fetch some water when Ning Wanwan stopped her.

“No need. He’ll wake up on his own soon.”

“Thanks for your help today. Why don’t you two sit and rest? I’ll go brew some tea.”

But Zhang Yun, ever the friendly type, immediately pushed Ning Wanwan to the stone table under the grape arbor.

“Come now, Xiao Ning, you just chat with us. Let us big sisters handle the tea.”

Before Ning Wanwan could protest, Zhang Yun was already bustling away in the kitchen.

Just as the tea was served, He Yunshen slowly regained consciousness in the house.

Hearing the lively chatter outside, he felt utterly embarrassed and decided to just keep pretending to be unconscious.

Half an hour later, when the women outside had quieted down over tea, He Yunshen assumed the guests had all left.

Despite being annoyed over her injured nose, Ning Wanwan couldn’t help but worry after he’d been out cold for so long. As a doctor, she felt obligated to check on him and rolled her wheelchair into the house.

He Yunshen, hearing the movement, quickly sat up to greet her. Seeing Ning Wanwan at the door, he lowered his head awkwardly and tried to explain himself.

“Um… maybe I’ve just been too tired lately. You… don’t have to worry.”

Ning Wanwan raised her brows, her pale little face lifting with a teasing smile. “Oh, really?”

Before He Yunshen could respond, laughter suddenly burst out from the courtyard.

“Hahahahaha…”

Zhang Yun, Li Ping, and Xu Cuihua and her daughter were practically rolling at the table, especially Zhang Yun, who even sprayed tea from her mouth in laughter.

He Yunshen: Great. My dignity is officially gone…

Gossip really is a woman’s instinct. He didn’t even need to think to know the two “sisters-in-law” had already spilled the beans about his condition.

Ning Wanwan’s teasing expression was the final straw. Face darkening, He Yunshen grabbed his military cap, got in his car, and left without a word.

Zhang Yun and Li Ping, realizing they may have gone too far, quickly said goodbye to Ning Wanwan and left as well.

Ning Wanwan returned to the stone table and said to Xu Cuihua, “Sister Xu, I’ll just call you ‘saozi’ (sister-in-law) from now on. Let me check your pulse again to confirm your condition more clearly.”

After a while, Ning Wanwan picked up a pen and quickly wrote out a prescription, handing it to Guo Xiaoling.

“Xiaoling, you can read, right? Check if you recognize everything I wrote. Use this to get your mom’s medicine, twice a day for seven days straight.”

“Come back after a week for a follow-up visit.”

Guo Xiaoling studied the prescription carefully and nodded. “Sister Wanwan, I recognize all the words.”

Ning Wanwan smiled and nodded. “Sister-in-law, your headaches won’t be easy to cure completely. You’ll need to take this for at least two months to see results.”

Hearing this, Xu Cuihua looked troubled, her shoulders slumping.

“Wanwan, I can’t even afford your consultation fee. How can I possibly pay for two months of medicine…”

Ning Wanwan, too focused on treatment earlier, had momentarily forgotten the mother and daughter’s financial situation.

“How about this, big sis—my health isn’t great and I need help. You don’t have a proper job right now, so come work for me. I’ll pay you 30 yuan a month and cover all your medicine. How’s that sound?”

“But you’ll only need to work for about two months. After that, I probably won’t be here anymore. So… think it over.”

Xu Cuihua’s dull eyes suddenly lit up. She grabbed Ning Wanwan’s hand and was about to kneel.

“Sister, thank you! But I can’t take your wages. Just covering the medicine is more than enough.”

Ning Wanwan quickly supported her, pouting slightly. “Sister-in-law, get up! Don’t just kneel at the drop of a hat. Let’s go with my plan, alright? You’re a martyr’s widow, and my husband is also in the military. It’s only right we help each other out, so don’t turn me down.”

Ning Wanwan had to use He Yunshen, her “cheap husband,” as an excuse—otherwise, if she refused the pay, this mother and daughter wouldn’t have any way to survive.

Upon hearing this, Xu Cuihua’s eyes immediately reddened. She nodded, her grip on Ning Wanwan’s hand tightening, and her attitude clearly becoming more affectionate.

The reason Ning Wanwan mentioned the job would only last two months was because she and He Yunshen were about to get divorced.

Once the divorce was finalized, her legs would be healed. The country was actively promoting small businesses at the time, and with her medical skills, she was ready to rise to the top. Happiness wasn’t far away.

Men? Who needs them. She was ready to be a happy, wealthy, single woman. Isn’t a young hunk with abs way more appealing?

As evening approached, Xu Cuihua and Xiaoling left, agreeing to return the next morning at 8 for work.

Ning Wanwan cleared the teacups from the table and went to the kitchen to get started. She had bought quite a bit of groceries and planned to treat herself to a good meal.