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Lin Xian felt embarrassed to admit that he seldom missed his meals, but he only pretended to take a few bites before abandoning them due to his lack of appetite, eagerly awaiting her meal delivery instead.

He cleared his throat and said, "It’s not that I’m hungry, when you bring food, I naturally eat it all to show gratitude."

Shen Chuwei knew Xiao Jinyan well enough to understand that he would only eat until he was seventy percent full, as eating more would make him uncomfortable.

She noticed he had lost weight and had been preparing late-night snacks for him; lately it had been either Chicken Soup or Ginseng Soup, both strongly nourishing.

"Then you should eat less, in case you get too full, that wouldn’t be good."

"No problem," Lin Xian continued eating his bowl of rice unhurriedly. Having been hungry all day, he was counting on filling up at dinner, so how could he possibly eat less?

Shen Chuwei felt she was inconveniencing Xiao Jinyan too much and decided not to fry any dishes the following evening to avoid making him uncomfortable.

"Although I’m touched by what my husband does, it’s too hard on the stomach. Tomorrow night, I’ll just make soup. If you only drink some soup, you won’t overburden yourself by eating too much."

Lin Xian paused in his eating at her words; he had been waiting all day just for this meal, and just drinking soup would hardly be satisfying.

"I’m not stuffed," he said, no longer concerning himself with Shen Chuwei calling him husband. If he missed this meal, he feared he might truly starve.

Shen Chuwei said, "How could you not be? Don’t try to fool me, husband."

With no other recourse, Lin Xian admitted, "I haven’t eaten my evening meal."

Shen Chuwei was momentarily stunned before coming to a realization, "No wonder my husband was in a hurry to eat. So you skipped dinner."

Lin Xian drank some soup, but he had barely eaten a few bites for breakfast and lunch, let alone dinner.

Shen Chuwei stroked Xuetuan’s ears, her gaze drifting to Xiao Jinyan’s chest, her voice filled with worry, "Today, I asked Ouyang Jingyuan about the wound on your chest. He said it might be caused by a poisonous insect that feeds on flesh and blood, which is why the wound hasn’t healed."

Lin Xian looked up, "As far as I know, you haven’t known Ouyang Jingyuan for long, and yet you trust him so much to ask about this matter?"

Shen Chuwei replied, "It’s true that we’ve only known each other for a short time, but I think Ouyang Jingyuan is not a bad person. He answers all my questions; I just asked casually without mentioning my husband. He was also very patient, explained in detail, and didn’t mind repeating himself."

Lin Xian huffed, "You don’t know that people can pretend, and your feelings could be wrong."

Shen Chuwei felt that Xiao Jinyan was questioning her ability to judge people, "I’ve always had good judgement. I think Ouyang Jingyuan isn’t a bad person and perhaps he can help you with the poisonous insect."

In Lin Xian’s eyes, Shen Chuwei’s actions were naive; trusting someone’s words so easily after such a brief acquaintance.

"When you get deceived, you’ll realize just how poor your judgement is."

Shen Chuwei pouted, "Why do you always think my judgement is poor, husband? If it were, how could I have set my eyes on you? Apart from not remembering me, you’re excellent in all other aspects."

Lin Xian: "..."

Shen Chuwei continued, "Nobody can guarantee they won’t be deceived in their lifetime. ’Use those you trust, and don’t mistrust those you use.’ Don’t you agree with what I’m saying, husband?"

Lin Xian was so annoyed he didn’t want to speak, continuing to eat his meal in silence. He also didn’t know why he was so angry – what did her being deceived have to do with him?

After finishing the meal, Shen Chuwei began changing his bandages, something she had been doing daily and had become adept at, like a smoothly flowing stream.

Only the wound on his chest remained a concern, causing her to furrow her brows in uncertainty.

Once she had changed all his bandages, Shen Chuwei helped Xiao Jinyan get into bed.

Ever since the last time she had carried Xiao Jinyan to bed, he had refused to be carried again, preferring her assistance instead.

Lin Xian felt his body had recovered considerably in the recent days, not only due to Shen Chuwei’s treatment but also due to her nightly nourishing meals and soups.

Sitting on the bed, Shen Chuwei hesitated but ultimately decided to discuss the matter of the poisonous insect with him.

"Husband, I want to ask Ouyang Jingyuan to help you with the poisonous insect."

Lin Xian said coldly, "Don’t call me husband."

Shen Chuwei retorted, "I’ve called you that several times just now and you didn’t say I couldn’t."

Lin Xian found himself at a loss for words, inexplicably feeling as if he were denying responsibility after being sated.

After pondering for a long time, Shen Chuwei suddenly leaned closer to Xiao Jinyan, somewhat indignantly saying, "Is it because you fear I might suggest staying overnight that you’re deliberately objecting?"

Lin Xian replied, "If a man and a woman share a room, it’s your reputation at stake, not mine."

Shen Chuwei righteously said, "But I’m disguised as a man now. Besides, we are husband and wife; sharing a room is perfectly justifiable."