Reborn As Divine Doctor to Rule the World-Chapter 124 - 125: Devote One’s Life to Only One Person
Chapter 124: Chapter 125: Devote One’s Life to Only One Person
After Shao He left, she was absent-minded, feeling as if Yun Qian was hiding something from her.
Distraught, she got up to push open the window, intending to get some fresh air. As she looked up, she saw someone outside and lowered the window again.
It was Chu Yu, the man who couldn’t be killed, returning to her presence once more.
Before he could speak, Shao He took the lead, “I hope we can part on good terms. Ultimately, the only thing I owe you is regarding our marriage, but now karma has caught up, and it’s you who owes me two lives.”
Chu Yu was at a loss for words and after a moment of contemplation, he said, “You don’t have to worry about food and drink in the Marquis’s Mansion, you don’t need to earn money outside.”
At this, Shao He almost laughed in frustration—a scumbag talking about money after breaking up. With her arms crossed, she retorted, “The betrothal gifts have all been returned to Marquis Pingnan’s Mansion, along with my dowry. That’s enough to support ten of me!”
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“You…”
“What about me? Instead of arguing with me here all night, you’d do better to go back and soothe your beloved. Why waste your time on me?” Shao He looked at him with displeasure, her remaining patience nearly exhausted. She truly feared she might not be able to stop herself from punching this scumbag.
Finally, Chu Yu left, feeling helpless. As he did, he happened to run into Jhiang Yijia coming for a check-up.
Upon seeing Chu Yu, Jhiang Yijia frowned deeply, nodding slightly as she walked into the clinic.
“Doctor Shao, I’ve come for a peace check-up,” Jhiang Yijia said as she sat down, not forgetting to glance back.
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Shao He of course knew who she was looking for, but didn’t state it outright, quietly responding with a “Sure.”
Jhiang Yijia placed her hand on the table, and Shao He reached out to take her pulse. After a moment, she withdrew her hand.
“The child is very healthy, but you still need to take care, not to overexert yourself,” Shao He said, looking up at Jhiang Yijia with a gentle smile.
“Thank you,” Jhiang Yijia said gratefully, nodding her head. “Then Doctor Shao, could you please prescribe some fetus-preserving medicine for me?”
“Sure.”
Shao He took her pen and paper and swiftly wrote down the prescription for the fetus-preserving medicine. In no time at all, the prescription was ready and she handed it to Jhiang Yijia.
“Are you doing well?” Jhiang Yijia tucked away the prescription and asked tentatively, looking at the person who appeared so at ease.
“Well, how could I not be?” Shao He replied with a smile.
“I thought that after hearing about Marquis Chu’s and Liang Weishuang’s wedding, you would be upset. Surely, Marquis Chu didn’t mention this just now when he came to see you, did he? This man is really too much!”
Jhiang Yijia was indignant on behalf of Shao He, annoyed that he would shove someone away himself and then keep coming back to entangle himself with her again. Despite being a marquis, he lacked even that bit of magnanimity.
“No matter, there’s no need to argue with a scumbag. It’s just a pity for Miss Liang—he may be quick-tempered on a regular basis, but he’s not a bad person at heart,” Shao He said with a hint of regret in her voice.
Jhiang Yijia nodded in agreement. “She is also a pitiful person. She’s been kept in the dark as well.”
The two of them chatted casually until their conversation was interrupted by Fang Jue walking into the clinic.
“What’s so fun that you’re talking about?”
Shao He looked up and saw a man in white clothes striding over, his features were clear and handsome, and a touch of aloofness flickered across his eyes.
This was Jhiang Yijia’s husband—Master Fang from the Fang Family, Fang Jue.
“Why are you here?” Jhiang Yijia’s face lit up with a sweet smile when she saw him, joy visibly spilling from her eyes.
With a gentle and magnetic voice, Fang Jue replied, “I just finished what I was doing and came to take you home.”
Shao He narrowed her eyes, a hint of envy flashing through them as she lowered her gaze to hide her emotions.
Fang Jue turned his attention to the person opposite Jhiang Yijia and asked indifferently, “This must be Doctor Shao. I’ve heard so much about you; it’s a rare pleasure to meet you today. I thank you for looking after my wife all this time, and I shall make sure to send a token of appreciation later.”
Jhiang Yijia looked at Shao He and introduced with a shy face, “This is my husband, Fang Jue.”
Fang Jue surveyed Shao He with a scrutinizing gaze, thinking this was the very person his little lady mentioned daily, almost to his jealousy. Now seeing her in person, he understood why his wife couldn’t forget about her—indeed, she was quite the beauty.
Miss Jhiang has already given me my compensation, and as for the token, it’s unnecessary,” Shao He said with a smile.
To steadfastly wait for a woman against family opposition, such a man is surely not wrong, especially since it was after knowing that she wasn’t yet pregnant.
“Let’s head back,” Fang Jue suggested, assisting Jhiang Yijia as they prepared to leave.
“Doctor Shao said our child is very healthy,” Jhiang Yijia mentioned, her face tinged with mild joy.
Fang Jue tenderly supported her, his face full of concern, “Are you hungry? Do you fancy a bite to eat?”
“I’d like to have some osmanthus cake, Liuyun Su, and thousand-layer cake,” she responded.
“Is that all?” he inquired.
Jhiang Yijia suddenly stopped, pouting and asking, “Why, do you think standing in line to buy these things for me would embarrass you?”
Fang Jue sighed helplessly, reassuring her, “I’ve already bought everything you’ve mentioned. Don’t get upset so easily; it’s bad for your health.”
Jhiang Yijia’s eyes widened in surprise, “When did you buy them?”
“While you were here for the check-up.”
Jhiang Yijia then understood that Fang Jue hadn’t accompanied her to the clinic because he had gone ahead to queue for the pastries she liked, leaving her moved to the brink of tears.
“Silly girl.”
Fang Jue tenderly wiped away her tears, and the couple happily left Anji Hall.
Shao He couldn’t help but chuckle softly to herself, thinking this was the kind of relationship to be envious of—one that endures, with each person devoted to only the other.
