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Chapter 610: Chapter 493: She Actually Demands to Loosen Her Clothes After Recognizing Him? She Throws Herself Into Her Husband’s Arms..._2

"I always keep my word. If I said I would cure you, I will definitely cure you. Let me take a look first so I can fully concentrate on treating your illness."

If the man in front of her wasn’t blind, Shen Chuwei would have almost raised her hand to swear. She was so eager to confirm his identity, to confirm that he was Xiao Jinyan, and to put her own mind at ease.

The man snorted, "How do I know that after you take a look, you won’t go back on your word?"

Shen Chuwei couldn’t help but retort, "Do you think everyone is like you, prone to changing their minds?"

"..." The man spoke in an uncompromising tone, "Cure my eyes first."

Shen Chuwei bit her lip, "Fine, the eyes first."

As a doctor, healing was naturally Shen Chuwei’s forte. First, she checked his pulse to determine if there were any signs of poisoning.

The man cooperated by extending his hand, rolling up his sleeve to reveal a section of pale wrist.

Shen Chuwei placed two fingers on his pulse and began to take his pulse.

She frowned slightly, "Is there any part of your body that feels unwell?"

The man replied, "Insomnia, sometimes I feel palpitations, and I often feel weakness in my limbs."

Shen Chuwei said, "You have two types of poison in your body. It seems you’ve recently used the same poison to fight poison, but because the dosage wasn’t evenly distributed, you ended up poisoned."

The man asked seemingly calmly, "Is the poison easy to cure?"

Shen Chuwei chuckled, "It’s not a problem for me."

Upon hearing such a confident tone, the man realized he hadn’t heard such confidence in a while. From Ouyang Leyuan’s mouth, he gathered that the person in front of him was not very old, seemingly around fifteen years old.

"How old are you, really?"

Shen Chuwei spoke the truth, "I am nineteen years old, but my face looks young; others think I’m only about fifteen."

Now the man understood; no wonder when he asked her age, she said it wasn’t important, that what mattered was her medical skills.

"Even if you are truly nineteen, it’s hard to believe that your medical skills could be so exquisite."

Shen Chuwei countered, "Why must I get others to affirm my medical skills? I don’t rely on medicine for a living, so I don’t need others’ approval."

The man: "... " Just yesterday, you said you relied on medicine for a living, and today you say you don’t?

"What do you rely on for a living, then?"

"Obviously, it’s you who support me," Shen Chuwei stated matter-of-factly, with full rightness.

The man paused at her words, "I support you?"

Shen Chuwei said, "Of course. You’re my husband, isn’t it only right and proper for you to support me? Do you want someone else to take care of your own wife instead?"

The man paused for a moment and asked, "What if I am not your husband?"

"If not, then naturally you don’t have to support me." Shen Chuwei added immediately, "Unless I remarry."

When the man heard the word ’remarry,’ his brows furrowed deeply.

"But I trust my sixth sense; you are my husband." Shen Chuwei suddenly leaned in closer, full of puzzlement as she looked at him, "Why don’t you remember me? Could it be that you hit your head?"

As Shen Chuwei spoke, her gaze shifted to his head, reaching out to touch it, but as soon as her fingers brushed his hair, they were caught by a hand, "Don’t touch me casually, I don’t like it."

His voice was slightly deep, very much like how Xiao Jinyan used to disdain her.

"I’m just checking to see if you’ve injured your head. If there is a bruise pressing on a nerve, it could lead to temporary amnesia."

Shen Chuwei spoke very seriously and earnestly, trying to make it as simple and understandable as possible.

"But it would definitely be very painful, painful enough to prevent sleep."

After a long pause, the man finally spoke, "You seem to know quite a bit."

"I’m a doctor, of course I know a lot," Shen Chuwei blinked her pretty large eyes twice, "Can I take a look now?"

The man could feel the breath bursting forth from the other party, carrying the sweet scent of sugar, meaning she was very, very close to him.

He didn’t like people talking too close to him, but the person in front of him wasn’t as annoying as he had imagined.

After hesitating for a moment, the man still released her hand.

Shen Chuwei smiled a graceful arc at the corner of her mouth as she gained her freedom. She stood up, reached for the back of his head, and touched inch by inch, very carefully.

However, after a while, she found no signs of injury.

She was puzzled, "There’s no sign of injury."

The man said indifferently, "I wasn’t injured in the first place."

Shen Chuwei had question marks all over her forehead, "Then why don’t you remember me?"

The man frowned, lifting his hand to cover his eyes, his voice slightly pained, "My eyes can’t take it anymore."

It was then that Shen Chuwei realized that his eyes couldn’t withstand light, not even the glow of candles at night. Although his eyes were closed, the eyelids were very thin, seeming more severe than she had imagined.

"I’ll detoxify you first, we can treat your eyes slowly."

Shen Chuwei said as she took out a tea cup, retrieved a bowl of Spiritual Spring Water from Space, and after taking it, she handed the cup to the man’s lips, "This is the antidote, drink it and the poison will be neutralized."

The man hesitated for a moment but still opened his mouth to drink the antidote from the cup. However, after a couple of sips, he sensed something was amiss.

He stopped drinking and asked with confusion, "Why is there no taste at all?"

Shen Chuwei said, "Isn’t it better without any taste? Wouldn’t you feel awful if it were too bitter?"

The man uncertainly asked again, "Are you sure this is the antidote?"

Shen Chuwei nodded forcefully, "Of course, would I carelessly prescribe medicine to my own husband?"

After hesitating again for a while, the man decided to trust her once more and drank the rest of the water in the tea cup in one gulp.

Shen Chuwei took out a handkerchief to wipe the water droplets from the corners of his lips.

The man noticed her action, his body stiffening a bit, unaccustomed to such close, intimate contact with a stranger.

Shen Chuwei pulled out an eyepatch from Space and placed it over his eyes. The black eyepatch contrasted starkly against his pale skin.

"How does that feel?"

The man praised, "Not bad."

"I am going to prepare the medicine now; it will be ready shortly." Shen Chuwei began searching for various medicinal ingredients in Space and then started making the ointment.

The man didn’t speak to interrupt, the sound of grinding medicine occasionally reaching his ears.

Shen Chuwei looked up happily at the man, "It’s ready."

The man responded with some anticipation, hoping to regain his sight soon.

"I’ll disinfect your eyes first, then apply the medicine." Shen Chuwei efficiently disinfected the area and then applied the medicine-laced gauze to his eyes, securing it in place. She wrapped it with two more gauze strips, much more aesthetically pleasing than covering half his face like before.

"Indeed, even with a white gauze covering the eyes, my husband still looks attractive, exuding a cool and ethereal aura."

The man furrowed his brows, "Don’t keep calling me your husband."

"If not ’husband,’ should I call you by your name?" Shen Chuwei shook her head, "That doesn’t seem right."

The man ignored her comment and said, "You should go back, I need to rest now."

Shen Chuwei agreed readily, "Okay."

Then she took her medicine box and walked out.

Xuetuan looked back and forth between the two before quickly following after her.

Only when he heard the door close did the man wheel himself over to the bed. He supported himself on the bed, slowly stood up, and then sat down. Even such a simple action took much effort.

He lay down on the bed slowly, finding the ointment pleasantly cool and comfortable, unlike the previous ones that always had a mildly painful burning sensation.

It was apparent that her medical skills were still quite good.

Shen Chuwei walked lightly to the bed. Certain that she wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight unless she confirmed he was Xiao Jinyan,

just now, she had only symbolically closed the door, not actually leaving.

She looked down at the man lying flat on the bed, even his sleeping posture identical to how it used to be, lying perfectly straight.

Her gaze fell on the man’s chest. Xiao Jinyan had scars on his chest. As long as she saw the scars, the man would have no choice but to admit his identity.

With a burst of determination, she pounced with her goal set on the man’s lapel.

The other party seemed to sense her intentions, but with his legs in no shape to move, he could only try to stop her with one hand.

Shen Chuwei freed her other hand to grab the lapel and pull it to the right. In the quiet room, the sound of fabric tearing resonated, revealing a large expanse of the man’s pale chest...