After being exiled, she married a rough man, and the sickly beauty was spoiled

He Zhan had been gone for too long, and Song Huiling was still worried. She endured the pain all over her body and wanted to go find him.

As soon as I stood up, I saw He Zhan's figure.

When he got closer, Song Huiling asked, "Where's Sun Huxing? Did you do anything to him?"

"He left after being warned by me." Facing Song Huiling's inquiring gaze, He Zhan's expression remained unchanged, without a single flaw in his face.

But Song Huiling was still worried: "What about the man whose arm you cut off? What if he goes to Qian Hu to report you?"

He Zhan took a step forward and picked up Song Huiling: "They are in the wrong, so they dare not gossip in front of the thousand households. Madam, you should worry about yourself first. I will take you to Doctor Yu to apply medicine."

Song Huiling unconsciously clutched the clothes on He Zhan's chest, leaned close to his ear, and said awkwardly: "A-Mo is here! Let me go by myself!"

He Zhan lowered his eyes, and the look he gave Song Huiling was unyielding: "Don't show off in front of me. Just pretend that this guy doesn't exist. It's not the first time he has seen him."

Then he looked up at Ah Mo and said, "Come with me to the clinic and take a note back to my mother. She will stay in the city tonight."

A'mo gestured and said: There is no need for a note, I have my own way to tell my sister, you just need to take good care of Sister Huiling.

By accident, he managed to complete the task assigned by his sister.

Finally, He Zhan reminded Ah Mo: "Don't tell Ah Niang about what happened today, so as not to worry her."

Song Huiling had never thought of staying overnight in the city. She raised her finger and poked He Zhan, "Husband, after I finish applying the medicine, I'd better go back with Ah Mo. It would be a waste of your time if I stayed."

"You'll be delaying me if you don't stay." He Zhan said in a firm tone.

There was a requirement from above that soldiers on duty in the city were not allowed to leave during the next few days. He was worried about letting Song Huiling leave, so he kept her in the city. If anything happened, it would be convenient to find a doctor.

Song Huiling thought for a moment and agreed. With such an unexpected thing happening today, she probably wouldn't be able to say what she wanted to say to He Zhan for a while.

The way to the clinic and home are two different directions, so there is no need to bring a note. A'mo and He Zhan said goodbye on the spot.

Ah Mo had just walked out a few steps when He Zhan called him: "Do you really want to enter the military camp?"

A'Mo paused and his eyes first fell on Song Huiling.

Song Huiling glanced at Ah Mo and whispered to He Zhan, "He really wants to. If there is no risk of exposing his identity, it would be good to let him go to the military camp to gain some experience."

He Zhan stared at Ah Mo, his expression becoming serious: "If you want to join the military camp, you can only start as a soldier at the lowest level, and you will have to endure more hardships than others. Don't rush to answer, go back and think carefully before making a decision."

A'mo stood there for a long time before he nodded and turned to leave.

……

When I arrived at the clinic, I happened to see Dr. Yu just about to close.

As he walked along the way, Song Huiling felt more and more pain in his wrist bones, which was unbearable.

I asked Doctor Yu to take a look and found that it was a minor fracture.

Doctor Yu applied ointment on her, then took a piece of fir bark, cut it into thin slices and made a splint to fix the fracture site for her, and wrapped her wrist with a thick layer of silk cloth.

Then he gave her some precautions: "Madam He, your fracture is not serious, but your constitution is weaker than that of ordinary people. If you want to avoid hidden diseases in the future, you have to take good care of yourself. Every three days, you need to clean the affected area and reapply the ointment. Repeat this for a month. During this period, do not put weight on your wrist."

"One month, it takes so long!" Song Huiling was a little overwhelmed, but was glad that only his left hand was injured.

"What else? There's an old saying that it takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone. It's already good enough that you're only allowed to recuperate for a month." While Doctor Yu was talking to Song Huiling, he kept glancing at He Zhan.

When he saw He Zhan's ugly face, he snorted coldly: "The world is really going downhill. A man like him actually abuses his wife!"

He Zhan was in a hurry when he carried Song Huiling into the clinic. He did not explain to the doctor how Song Huiling was injured. He just asked Doctor Yu to treat her first.

Song Huiling was stunned. How could Doctor Yu have such an outrageous idea? She quickly corrected him: "Doctor Yu, this has nothing to do with my husband. I accidentally hurt myself."

Doctor Yu looked at Song Huiling's face for a few times, feeling disdainful. Couldn't he tell whether this was domestic violence?

There were obvious slap marks on Song Huiling's face, and it was obvious that she was slapped by an adult male.

But he is just a doctor, so I can't say more.

He had seen many cases like Song Huiling, where a woman was beaten by her husband, and then her husband gave her some sweet treats and the woman turned around to defend her husband.

He Zhan did not defend himself, but said to the doctor: "Doctor Yu, please apply some swelling-reducing and sedative medicine on my wife's face."

He did not argue, and Doctor Yu was even more convinced that Song Huiling was being abused by him. He said unhappily, "I'll prescribe some trauma medicine for you. Take it back and do it yourself. Don't delay me from closing the shop."

When Song Huiling heard Doctor Yu's tone, she knew that he still suspected He Zhan of domestic violence against her.

She felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. She didn't want He Zhan to be misunderstood like this, so she continued to explain: "Doctor Yu, my husband really didn't do anything to me. I was..."

"Madam, since Doctor Yu is in a hurry to close, we won't bother him too much. Just take the medicine and leave." He Zhan took the medicine and left with Song Huiling.

After leaving the clinic, Song Huiling was puzzled: "Why didn't you let me explain it to Doctor Yu? What if he is such a gossiper and spreads rumors that you beat your wife? Your reputation will be ruined."

"My reputation is not important." He Zhan's deep voice was unusually calm and gentle. "In today's world, it's hard for women to survive. If Doctor Yu knew that it was another man who hurt your face, he might have biased thoughts. I would rather let others misunderstand me than let you endure other people's strange eyes."

At that time, it was already dark. He Zhan stood tall, with the dim light shining on his back. The shadow cast by his tall body completely covered Song Huiling's petite figure.

Song Huiling's heart tightened unconsciously, and her eyes gradually became misty: "Can you please not be so nice to me..."

She didn’t want to waste any more time on such a good man like He Zhan.

She had to cut off contact with him before their love was completely extinguished by a conflict due to their different ideas.

In this way, when she recalls this person in the future, all she will be left with are heartbeats and emotions that are enough to comfort her for a lifetime.

"Why are you crying? Is your wrist hurting again?" He Zhan raised his hand to touch the corner of Song Huiling's eyes, his tone a little helpless, "You're already injured like this, and you lied to me that you were fine outside the training ground just now."

The rough fingertips moved gently, seeming to touch Song Huiling's heartstrings, breaking down the defense line that she had worked so hard to build.

For the first time in my life, I felt the reluctance to let go, which was so torturous, as if it was tearing my heart out of my body.

Song Huiling decided to give herself another chance and asked, "Husband, you are so good to me. If we have different ideas in the future, will you fulfill my wishes or convince me to accept your ideas?"