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Lin Xian heard of the herbal medicine that could regenerate flesh and mend bones for the first time, and even without asking, he could guess how precious this medicine was.

"It has cost you quite a bit."

Upon hearing his polite words, Shen Chuwei corrected him, "What talk of expenses among family? You should feel fortunate that your wife is a Divine Doctor, ready to exhaust all means to heal you."

Lin Xian pursed his lips. He had heard numerous doctors say that the probability of his eyes recovering was very low, and that his legs were likely to remain the same for the rest of his life.

Yet he never gave up, fortunate that he had not descended into despair and encountered a... Divine Doctor.

Lin Xian’s lips suddenly lifted into a smile, "If your husband were to be in a wheelchair for life, would you stay with him through thick and thin?"

Shen Chuwei eyed the Boiled Fish Slices with some craving. She picked up a piece with a pair of spare chopsticks and began eating.

Hearing Xiao Jinyan’s question, she spoke with her cheeks bulging, "If he remains faithful, I will naturally stick by him. If he betrays me, even if he were to don a Dragon Robe one day, I would leave without looking back."

Lin Xian was stunned by her words. He hadn’t expected her to be someone of profound affection and righteousness, someone who could let go as easily as she held on.

Shen Chuwei thought the Boiled Fish Slices she made tasted quite good and couldn’t help but pick up another piece to eat.

It was only when Lin Xian heard the faint sounds of chewing that he realized she was eating. The meals were all prepared by her, so what did it matter if she ate?

After finishing the evening meal, Shen Chuwei first changed the dressing on his eye.

After changing the dressing, Shen Chuwei took out a needle pack, surgical knife, medicine, and other items needed for later. She had prepared all of these ahead of time during the day.

She brought over a small stool and placed it in front of Xiao Jinyan, then took a seat on it, bent over and rolled up both trouser legs, revealing a pair of pale, slender legs.

The knee was just as bruised as the night before, still a swath of dark purples and obviously swollen.

She raised her head to look at Xiao Jinyan, "The leg injury is severe, we must do acupuncture and drain the hematoma. It will be very painful."

Lin Xian said, "I am not afraid of the pain."

Shen Chuwei responded, "Who isn’t afraid of pain? But no matter, I’ll provide pain relief."

Lin Xian paused at her words, suddenly recalling her saying the night before that if she were there, she would definitely be able to lessen his pain, presumably with anesthetic?

Indeed, Shen Chuwei did use anesthetic, but it was one she formulated herself with virtually no side effects.

After injecting the anesthetic, Shen Chuwei took out the silver needles to begin the acupuncture.

The process of draining the hematoma took about an hour.

Shen Chuwei frowned upon seeing the drained blood was a dark black color. After draining the hematoma, Xiao Jinyan’s knee seemed to have significantly reduced swelling.

After completing all of this, it was time to soak the medicine. As soaking the medicine was too troublesome, she chose to apply the herbs, which would just take a longer time.

She carefully smeared the medicine on the knee and after applying it evenly, wrapped it with layers of white gauze.

Because of the use of anesthetic, Lin Xian did not feel any pain throughout the process.

It was late at night when the bandaging was finished.

Shen Chuwei wiped the sweat from her forehead, "My lord, the bandaging is done."

Lin Xian sincerely said, "Thank you."

Shen Chuwei’s eyes smiled, "These are my duties, my lord, no need to thank me."

Lin Xian opened his mouth, but in the end, he said nothing.

"I’ll help you get to the bed to rest."

Lin Xian did not refuse.

After Shen Chuwei pushed the wheelchair to the side of the bed, she stood in front of Xiao Jinyan, bent down, and slid her hands under his armpits before lifting him into her arms.

By the time Lin Xian thought to refuse, Shen Chuwei had already picked him up. This position pressed their bodies tightly together, and he could distinctly feel the soft touch of her body against his.

His body stiffened, and his brows furrowed, "What are you doing?"

"I’m helping you into bed. Don’t worry, I’m very strong. I won’t drop you," Shen Chuwei asserted, carrying Xiao Jinyan to the bed in one determined effort.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to carry him princess-style; she simply didn’t have the strength for it.

Lin Xian was thus carried to bed, and for a moment, he didn’t know how to react. Anyone would be angry at being carried by a woman.

Before Lin Xian could collect his thoughts, Shen Chuwei helped him lie flat on the bed.

Lin Xian, "..."

Shen Chuwei’s gaze drifted to his chest, still somewhat worried as she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes.

"The injury on your chest has been unhealed for so long, let me check it," she said.

Lin Xian hesitated for a moment but eventually nodded, "Okay."

With his consent, Shen Chuwei swiftly opened Xiao Jinyan’s lapel to reveal the gauze-wrapped chest. She eagerly undid the gauze, exposing the chest wound she thought was a sword injury, only to find that it looked as if a piece had been gouged out of the chest with a sharp instrument, and after so long, the wound had not even started to scab over.

As a doctor, she was all too familiar with wounds.

She suspected that the person who wanted to kill Xiao Jinyan was a sadist who enjoyed killing in a torturous manner.

Yet it was indeed puzzling that it hadn’t healed after so long.

Lin Xian had also been curious why the wound on his chest hadn’t healed, with doctors at a loss for what to do.

"Why hasn’t the wound healed yet?"

Shen Chuwei said, "I’m not sure either. I’ll disinfect it and apply the medicine powder I’ve mixed myself. Let’s see the result in three days."

Lin Xian, "Okay."

Shen Chuwei carefully disinfected the wound, then sprinkled her own medicinal powder on it to accelerate healing and scab formation.

After that, she carefully bandaged the wound and readjusted his clothes.

Shen Chuwei stretched languidly, tired and sleepy after several hours of busyness. This was why, even though she knew medical arts, she was unwilling to rely on it for a living—it was too exhausting.

She collapsed onto the bed, full of hope, and asked, "My lord, may I tonight..."

Without letting Shen Chuwei finish, Lin Xian flatly refused, "No."

Shen Chuwei, "..." How heartless!

At that moment, she was indeed tired and longed for her own bed.

She slowly stood up, leaned down, and pressed a kiss on his... lips.

"Good night."

Just as Shen Chuwei was rising, Lin Xian grabbed her wrist. His voice was a bit urgent, "What does good night mean?"

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