I Bacame the Mother of His Child-Chapter 71 - 70: Ma Xiaohua Forces the Issue

"Zhao Nan’s medicine is all prescribed by the military doctors, and I’ve also been applying the medicine to the child as directed by the army physicians," Xu Xiuxiu said indifferently as she stood up, her gaze coldly turning to Ma Xiaohua who picked up the conversation.

Xu Xiuxiu could have simply taken Ma Xiaohua’s provocation with a laugh, but then she thought, if even Ma Xiaohua noticed Zhao Nan’s scar healing, it’s hard to guarantee that others wouldn’t notice too—especially since the army doctors were initially helpless against the scars on Zhao Nan’s face. Thus, Xu Xiuxiu felt a growing concern that she might have unwittingly drawn some inexplicable trouble upon herself.

After all, even though she didn’t rely too heavily on the existence of "space," she had been utilizing the Space Spring Water and those pink, translucent fruits. She couldn’t deny her role in the miraculous healing of the scars on Zhao Nan’s face, and the fact that the scars had become nearly invisible in just over two months was quite astonishing.

"How could you not know? Are you pretending you don’t know how deep Zhao Nan’s scars were?" Ma Xiaohua sharply and yet, ignorantly, accused. "The whole Military District knows about Zhao Nan’s disfigurement. No miracle drug could cure it, so if you, from Major Song’s family, have some secret scar remedy, stop hiding it!"

Not to mention, even if Xu Xiuxiu did have some secret recipe, considering her personality, she certainly wouldn’t share it with someone who couldn’t politely inquire privately, let alone blurt it out so brazenly. Furthermore, she didn’t have any such recipe to tell.

"I don’t know what secret formula you’re talking about, nor do I have any idea about these ’miracle drugs’ you mention," Xu Xiuxiu said, too tired to elaborate. "Nannan, let’s go, we’re heading back to the Military District by car." Xu Xiuxiu reminded Zhao Nan, and at the same time, she bent down to pick up the adorably oblivious Song Chengguang to place him in the vehicle before helping Zhao Nan up, following behind them.

The drive back to the Military District wasn’t short, and since there were quite a few people hitching a ride today, Xu Xiuxiu had to squeeze in the cargo truck with the two children, holding one in each arm, swaying all the way.

Ma Xiaohua was also seated in the cargo truck, her stare intensely fixed on Xu Xiuxiu, alternating between looking at Zhao Nan’s face and Xu Xiuxiu, with a disturbingly sly smile.

Xu Xiuxiu felt slightly annoyed under Ma Xiaohua’s gaze but didn’t let it show, sitting quietly, occasionally adjusting the children’s posture, and sometimes joking with them to lighten the mood.

"You know, your husband, Major Song, is a leader in his own right. We, as military spouses, should fully support them in their struggles, and not selfishly hoard good things from them. If you do have some excellent scar-healing ointment, Major Song’s family could set an example for the troops. The Military District has always been clear about separating public and private matters; they’ll surely remember your kindness. Doing good deeds will reflect well on your husband. Although those young soldiers in the force don’t mind scars of honor on their bodies, everyone would be happy if they could get rid of them. It’s better not to be too selfish, right?" Ma Xiaohua had been silent all the way, but the most dangerous thing is when someone holds back only to unleash a big move.

Indeed, as soon as the supply truck arrived at the Military District and Xu Xiuxiu got off with the children, Ma Xiaohua, who had been sitting opposite, also sprang out of the vehicle, staring at Zhao Nan’s face for a long while before condescendingly offering Xu Xiuxiu her ’advice.’

What on earth was Ma Xiaohua talking about? Xu Xiuxiu barely suppressed the urge to confront her.

Two other military wives who had hitched a ride were packing away their purchases. Hearing Ma Xiaohua’s words, puzzled expressions crossed their faces, but then as if suddenly remembering something, they turned their astonished gazes towards Zhao Nan.

Ma Xiaohua was clearly fanning the flames of trouble quite fiercely; Xu Xiuxiu had indeed underestimated her. Xu Xiuxiu’s brow furrowed tightly in silent contemplation.

"Sister-in-law He’s ideological awareness is indeed high; I truly feel ashamed of not being as selfless for the troops. But I don’t have the so-called ointment you mentioned for scar removal, Sister-in-law. Forcing me to contribute it to the troops when it doesn’t exist – isn’t that deliberately making things difficult for me?" Xu Xiuxiu looked at Ma Xiaohua helplessly, and her words of explanation were not overly aggressive.

Xu Xiuxiu knew that the issue of Zhao Nan’s scar recovery was far from over. Once people at the Military District learned of it, they would surely come to her for consultation. It was more crucial for her to be prepared to handle those people, so she didn’t plan to argue with Ma Xiaohua over this. The more vehement the argument got, the more disadvantageous it would be for her. Xu Xiuxiu had no intention of letting Ma Xiaohua corner her, which would leave her even less able to defend herself.

"Quit pretending, Xu Xiuxiu. You must have the scar-removing ointment. Otherwise, how could Zhao Nan’s face have recovered!" Ma Xiaohua glared fiercely, insisting without a doubt that Xu Xiuxiu possessed the ointment and even stopped bothering to refer to Major Song’s household with any respect, addressing Xu Xiuxiu by name as if their faces were torn.

"Zhao Nan used the medicine prescribed by the military doctor; I’m not clear about it," Xu Xiuxiu answered crisply, and then, taking Song Chengguang’s hand and picking up a small piece of luggage, she said, "Nannan, let’s go!" Xu Xiuxiu didn’t want to waste any more time with Ma Xiaohua there.

"You..." Ma Xiaohua, pointing furiously at Xu Xiuxiu, struggled to keep her composure, then after a moment, marched angrily over to Xu Xiuxiu, "You’ll have to cough up that ointment sooner or later, hmph." She threatened through gritted teeth, and then strode briskly towards the dormitory not far from there.

Although Xu Xiuxiu was exceptionally anxious at this sight, she still calmly slowed her pace, leading the two children and putting some distance between them and Ma Xiaohua.

"Bang—" Just as Xu Xiuxiu was leading the two children up the stairs to the dorm, a loud slamming noise echoed from the second floor.

"Mommy," Song Chengguang immediately hugged Xu Xiuxiu’s leg at the sound, and Zhao Nan also quietly furrowed his handsome brows.

"It’s all right." Xu Xiuxiu soothed the two children, leading them towards their own apartment. She was at a loss for words regarding Ma Xiaohua’s temper—shouldn’t she, Xu Xiuxiu, be the one who was rightfully angry and upset? Why was it that Ma Xiaohua seemed to be the one throwing a tantrum?

Xu Xiuxiu couldn’t understand this, but she still settled the two children and began heating water in the kettle over the stove by the door. Her thoughts, however, were sinking into contemplation at this moment.

It seemed that Zhao Nan’s face healing so well was indeed a big problem. Ma Xiaohua had discovered it as soon as she returned to the base. It was uncertain if things would go smoothly afterward. How should she explain it? It appeared that without conclusive evidence, any explanation from her would be inadequate. Should she adamantly insist she knew nothing? But would that approach even work?

"Auntie," Zhao Nan’s voice suddenly interrupted her thoughts.