Marrying My Bestie's Ferocious Brother - He Calls Me His Baby!-Chapter 115: My Daughter-in-law Has Immortal Skills!

Chapter 115: Chapter 115: My Daughter-in-law Has Immortal Skills!

In the room.

Lin Wan Yi closed the door, isolating the noise outside.

She helped Gu Yanshen to sit by the bed, picked up an enamel cup, and turned into the room’s simple bathroom.

When she came out again, the cup was half filled with clear water.

"What is this?"

Gu Yanshen looked at her, his voice somewhat hoarse.

Lin Wan Yi handed the cup over.

"Drink it."

Gu Yanshen didn’t ask, took it, and drank it all in one go.

Lin Wan Yi filled another half cup, walked to his side, squatted down, and took a clean handkerchief from her pocket, wetting it.

She raised his arm.

The burn was covered with blisters and alarmingly red.

"It might hurt a bit."

She said softly.

Then, she gently applied the soaked handkerchief onto it.

There wasn’t the expected sting.

Only a layer of coolness.

Gu Yanshen watched his arm.

Under the handkerchief, those fierce blisters astonishingly began to shrink at an incredible speed and then disappeared.

The burn-like redness also quickly faded away.

He raised his head to look at Lin Wan Yi.

Lin Wan Yi didn’t look at him, just intently dampened and wiped his skin with the handkerchief repeatedly.

A few minutes later.

She removed the handkerchief.

Except for the skin being a bit more tender than elsewhere, there was no trace of any burn on the arm.

Gu Yanshen’s arm muscles tensed involuntarily.

He had experienced countless injuries, and he knew better than anyone that such a severe burn could never heal within minutes.

He looked at Lin Wan Yi, his Adam’s apple bobbing slightly.

"Wanyi..."

"Don’t ask."

Lin Wan Yi interrupted him, putting away the handkerchief and cup.

"I won’t harm you."

Gu Yanshen was silent.

He stretched out that perfectly intact hand and held hers.

"I know."

He turned his hand to pull her up, letting her sit beside him.

"From now on, in this home, you call the shots."

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a loud knocking on the door.

"Yanshen! Wanyi! Open up! Mom brought burn ointment!"

Cheng Huiyun’s voice was anxious and loud.

Lin Wan Yi got up to open the door.

As soon as the door was open a crack, Cheng Huiyun squeezed in.

"Let me see quickly! How’s the injury? Let me tell you, the ointment from the military district works best..."

Her words stopped abruptly when she saw Gu Yanshen’s arm.

The ointment in her hand dropped to the ground with a thud.

"What...what..."

Cheng Huiyun pointed at Gu Yanshen’s smooth arm, her eyes wide like saucers.

"The injury? Where’s that big burn?"

Gu Lan followed behind, peeking in and seeing her brother’s arm, equally bewildered.

"Brother, weren’t you just burned?"

Lin Wan Yi picked up the ointment from the ground.

"Mom, the injury’s already taken care of."

Cheng Huiyun grabbed Lin Wan Yi’s hand and felt Gu Yanshen’s arm.

It was warm, normal skin.

"You took care of it? With what? Miracle Water?"

Cheng Huiyun’s voice trembled.

Lin Wan Yi smiled.

"It’s a folk remedy passed down in my family; it works wonders on burns."

Cheng Huiyun looked at her, eyes full of excitement.

"I knew it! I knew you were our lucky star!"

She slapped her thigh hard.

"This is no folk remedy; it’s clearly a miracle remedy!"

Downstairs.

Gu Zhen Guo sat on the sofa, unmoving.

Sun Xiaomei had already been taken away by the guards, and that awkward relative had slunk away.

He listened to the commotion upstairs, his face gloomy.

A guard came in, reporting quietly.

"Commander, Sun Xiaomei has been put on the train back home."

Gu Zhen Guo gave a soft grunt.

"And from her family side, the contact has been cut."

"Yes."

The guard withdrew.

Gu Zhen Guo picked up the cup of tea on the table, now cold, and took a sip.

He raised his head and glanced in the direction of the upstairs room.

What on earth was the background of that woman?

The next morning.

The families in the military district compound noticed that Cheng Huiyun walked with a spring in her step.

"Hey, Old Cheng, did you hear? Commander Wang of the Third Regiment is getting promoted to Deputy Division Commander!"

A woman in a Dacron shirt leaned over to say.

Cheng Huiyun glanced at her.

"Oh, getting promoted, huh."

The woman paused, her boasting interrupted, somewhat unwilling.

"Your Yanshen is back for advanced studies this time, right? That’s not as good as a direct promotion."

Cheng Huiyun smiled.

She slowly adjusted her collar.

"What good is a promotion? Can it make you invulnerable?"

"What?"

"Let me tell you, my Wanyi, now that’s real skill."

Cheng Huiyun lowered her voice, but her face was full of "ask me now."

Several family members doing laundry nearby gathered around.

"What happened?"

"My Yanshen, yesterday, he had a huge burn; his whole arm was blistered!"

Cheng Huiyun gestured exaggeratedly.

"And what happened? My daughter-in-law just applied the ’Miracle Water’ from her family!"

She made a wiping motion.

"In one night! No, just a few minutes! The blisters disappeared, the redness faded, healed cleanly!"

There were sounds of disbelief around.

"Really?"

"How can there be such a miraculous medicine?"

Cheng Huiyun raised her head.

"Why would I lie to you? Don’t believe me? Go see my son’s arm for yourself!"

She wore a look of "you mortals just don’t get it."

"So you see, what good is a high rank? Is it as important as my daughter-in-law’s single finger? At a critical moment, it can save lives!"

With that, she carried her basin off with prim dignity.

Leaving behind a group of astonished military family members.

In the evening.

Gu Yanshen returned from training outside, seeing his father sitting in the living room reading a newspaper.

He instinctively tried to pull his sleeve down.

"Stop."

Gu Zhen Guo put down the newspaper.

"Stretch out your arm."

Gu Yanshen stopped, silently rolling up his right sleeve.

The smooth, unblemished arm was exposed to the air.

Gu Zhen Guo’s gaze lingered on that patch of skin for over ten seconds.

He said nothing, picking up the newspaper again.

"Dinner."

After dinner.

It was rare for the family to sit together peacefully.

Gu Zhen Guo still spoke little, but he didn’t throw things.

Cheng Huiyun kept serving Lin Wan Yi dishes, mumbling "lucky star" and "fairy daughter-in-law."

Just then, a guard knocked and came in.

"Report!"

He stood straight, holding a manila envelope.

"Commander, there’s a letter for Comrade Lin Wan Yi."

Letter?

Cheng Huiyun paused her chopsticks.

Gu Yanshen also looked over.

The guard handed the letter to Lin Wan Yi with both hands.

The envelope had no sender address, only a strange red stamp.

Lin Wan Yi took the letter, opening it.

A piece of document paper with the scent of ink slid out.

On it were printed Song typeface characters.

"Comrade Lin Wan Yi: Regarding the embezzlement and appropriation case of the former capitalist Zhou Wenxiu, our unit has confiscated and sealed related items involved in the case. Among them is a batch suspected to belong to your biological mother, Ms. Jiang. You are hereby notified to go to the third office of the city’s revolutionary committee within three days for box opening identification. This is to notify you."

The signature was, the Beijing Revolutionary Committee.

Lin Wan Yi’s fingertips turned slightly pale.

Gu Yanshen had unknowingly walked up behind her, his gaze falling on that piece of paper.

"Zhou Wenxiu..."

He read that name.

Lin Wan Yi didn’t turn back.

Her face showed no expression, but her hand gripping the paper tightened.