The General’s Beloved Wife: Shame on You, Sweetheart

  At the moment when I learned that Jiang Xun’s condition took a turn for the worse.

  She thought of Zhan Muqian.

  She met him.

  But she didn't expect that this man would have a telepathy with her.

   appeared in front of her in such a short time.

   is like a savior who descended from the sky.

  But she soon understood...

  He is not here to save the world.

  ……

  Mianmian hasn’t seen him for two months.

  The cast on her hand was removed.

  Bone is basically healed.

  It's just that it's still not able to make strength.

  Need to do some rehabilitation exercises.

  It will take about two or three months to fully recover.

  But now she looks almost the same as before she had no broken bones.

  She never thought why Zhan Muqian had not come for two months.

  She just felt relaxed at first.

  Finally, there is no need to continue to be disgusted by him.

   But gradually.

  She also became confused.

  Zhan Mu Qian does not see her.

  Because I am too busy and have no time.

   Still simply don’t want to see her again?

  Also, he has found a new partner and there is no need for her anymore.

  There is no need to use her young and soft body to try her best.

   But, even so.

  If he doesn’t need her anymore.

  Why keep her here.

  Why not let her leave and fend for herself?

  The professional doctors who took care of her have been working continuously, as if nothing happened.

  Mianmian sometimes guesses.

   Is it right that Zhan Muqian doesn't plan to care about her anymore.

  But because her hand was broken by him.

  He felt that he had promised to heal her hands.

  When her injury is completely healed, maybe Zhan Muqian will send her away.

  She can only wait aimlessly.

  Married till now.

  This is the first time they have been apart for such a long time.

  …………

  Zhan Muqian looked calm, without any sadness or joy.

  He and Jiang Mianmian sat face to face in the dining room.

   Calmly spent a supper.

  When used up.

  Zhan Muqian gently wiped the corners of his lips with a napkin.

  At the end, I asked faintly, "How is your hand?"

  Mianmian thought he was asking knowingly.

  The doctors are all his people.

   Wouldn't she report her condition to him every three times?

  She replied truthfully, “I have already recovered a lot. Although it is a little different from when I was not injured, I don’t feel the pain anymore.

  Zhan Mu Qian nodded slightly, and then asked, "The plaster has been removed?"

  She was slightly startled.

  Zhan Muqian's expression told her.

  He is not pretending to be ignorant.

  But I really don’t know if she has removed the cast.

  It turns out...

   These two months.

  He is not simply missing her.

  But didn’t care about her existence at all.

  Mianmian doesn’t think this is something worthy of her frustration.

   But the feeling in my heart is inexplicable.

  She nodded, "It has been removed, the doctor said, after two or three months of recovery, my hands will be almost the same as before."

  Zhan Mu Qian was silent.

  She also had to be silent.

  A long while.

She bit her lip, and whispered: "Today...My father's attending physician called me, saying that my father's condition suddenly deteriorated and he is undergoing rescue. Now he needs to change to a new treatment plan. It is said to be the country B with the most advanced medical technology. The latest scientific research results, the doctor said, the cost will be very high, let me decide by myself..."

  Zhan Mu Qian slowly raised his eyes and looked at her white face.

  Deep eyes.

Mianmian suddenly felt flustered, she couldn't understand him at all.

  He is, don’t you plan to pay for Jiang Xun’s medical expenses...

  After half a minute.

  Zhan Mu Qian suddenly said calmly: "Mianmian, let's get a divorce."