The Cultivator's Reborn to 1970s-Chapter 184 - 151

What’s wrong with her?

How did she come to such an absurd conclusion in her past life?

Mo Junhua broke up with Zhou Yuwei, and what does it have to do with her? It was clearly Zhou Yuwei who was vain, eager to climb the social ladder and look down on others. She found a better man, looked down on Mo Junhua’s humble origins and low position, and took the opportunity when Mo Junhua was out on a mission to quickly marry Chu Yang. Yet, in the end, she blames it all on her.

In her past life, none of this happened at this time. Instead, it was when Mo Junhua was twenty years old, he was seriously injured and sent to the Military District Hospital for treatment, where he met Zhou Yuwei. Mo Junhua was attracted by her tenderness, beauty, loveliness, and kindness, his hardened heart gradually melted, and it wasn’t long before they rapidly fell in love.

Beauty and hero, a couple deeply in love, their story became a beautiful tale.

How did this event get delayed by eight years?

I wonder if this time Mo Junhua will be touched, after Zhou Yuwei took meticulous care of him for a whole year, even the coldest man should have become putty in her hands.

A few nurses were coming up the stairs towards this direction, holding trays in their hands. On the trays were tin boxes and medicine bottles. They chatted and laughed as they walked towards Lan Tian’s group, not sure what funny thing was said, they joked and played along the way. Upon seeing Lan Tian’s group, they put away their smiles and adopted a serious expression.

Su Qing, Jiang Xiaoshan also heard footsteps from behind, it must be Lan Tian coming over. The two exchanged a glance, and Jiang Xiaoshan knocked on the door, "knock, knock, knock", without waiting for a response from inside, they pushed open the door, stepped aside, and turned back to say to Lan Tian, "Sister-in-law, the battalion commander is in this room."

Lan Tian walked in calmly as if unaware there was someone else inside, followed closely by Su Qing, Jiang Xiaoshan, who also stepped in and closed the door behind them.

Upon entering the room, Lan Tian seemed to finally notice there was another woman inside. She paused, her face showing an appropriate amount of surprise, then turned to look back at Su Qing, Jiang Xiaoshan with a cool and calm gaze, her clear eyes like a serene spring, clean and bright.

Inside, there was clearly nothing wrong, but Su Qing, Jiang Xiaoshan felt inexplicably guilty, coughed awkwardly a few times, and turned their heads away.

Lan Tian raised her eyebrows and then stepped forward.

Zhou Yuwei didn’t turn around to look; it was about time for the nurses to come and check on Mo Junhua. She focused on taking care of Mo Junhua, having wiped his arms, she then moved to clean other parts of his body. These areas weren’t like the arms, where rolling up the sleeves would suffice; to clean them, clothes had to be removed.

Seeing this, Lan Tian remained unflustered, her expression unchanged, her eyes cold. In contrast, Su Qing, Jiang Xiaoshan’s faces changed, Su Qing hadn’t even spoken before Jiang Xiaoshan stepped forward and grabbed the towel from Zhou Yuwei’s hand.

"Nurse Zhou, there’s no need for you to do such rough work, let me handle it."

When Zhou Yuwei saw it was Jiang Xiaoshan, she smiled softly, holding tight to the towel instead of letting go, "Oh, it’s you. You’re here to visit Junhua, aren’t you? Junhua is still unresponsive, just like before. I don’t know when he will wake up."

Zhou Yuwei looked at Mo Junhua with a face full of worry, then twisted the towel in her hand again. Jiang Xiaoshan had no intention of letting go, staring at Zhou Yuwei who wouldn’t release the towel.

Frowning, he thought this woman couldn’t understand plain speech. He had already said she need not bother, "I’ll handle these tasks from now on, you don’t need to trouble yourself."

"That’s alright, I’ve been doing these tasks all along, I’m used to it. Besides, taking care of Junhua is my responsibility," she said, looking at Mo Junhua with eyes full of affection.

Su Qing, Jiang Xiaoshan glanced at each other with even darker faces. What does she mean by ’used to it’? She talks as if she and the battalion commander were an old married couple. To say such things in front of the sister-in-law, isn’t she stirring trouble for the battalion commander?

’What do you mean it’s always been you doing this, that taking care of the battalion commander is your responsibility?’ She talks as if she has some unspeakable relationship with the battalion commander, but clearly, there is nothing between them. To those unaware, they might even think she is the battalion commander’s lover!

Lan Tian laughed, shooting a meaningful glance at Zhou Yuwei, as if she was regarding herself as Mo Junhua’s woman.

Su Qing turned to Lan Tian to explain, "Sister-in-law, please don’t misunderstand, it’s not what you think. Nurse Zhou doesn’t mean anything else. I swear on my life, there is nothing between them, the battalion commander can’t move because of his injury, and it’s Nurse Zhou who has been taking care of him..."

Without explanation, it might have been better, but the more she explained, the more chaotic it got. Su Qing knew it too and stopped talking, scratching her head irritably and bluntly stated, "Anyway, the battalion commander has nothing to do with her."

Lan Tian nodded, "I know."

His gaze fell on a certain part of someone, who had been lying there for a year, no different from a vegetable. It’s estimated that even that thing wouldn’t stand up. Even if Zhou Yuwei wanted to get involved with Mo Junhua, it’s unlikely anything could happen.

Hearing the sounds from behind, Zhou Yuwei reflexively turned around and upon seeing Lan Tian, a flash of astonishment appeared in her eyes. Her face turned pale as if she was deeply wronged, and with tears welling up, she shook her hands in explanation at Lan Tian.

"Lan Tian, it’s not what you think, I don’t have any relations with Camp Commander Mo, truly there are none, please believe me, don’t misunderstand, I just, I just..." Zhou Yuwei explained hastily. Suddenly noticing the towel in her hand and recalling the conversation just now, her face immediately flushed red, feeling like she was giving herself away, the more she explained, the worse it got.

Zhou Yuwei’s attempt to cover up was so obvious, and they weren’t fools, clearly there was nothing, but her explanations made it seem as if there was something.

Su Qing’s forehead vein popped, he turned his head and took a deep breath. He must not hit anyone, cannot hit a woman, cannot break military laws, repeating this over and over to himself to resist the urge to strike.

Jiang Xiaoshan took advantage of Zhou Yuwei’s momentary daze to snatch the towel from her hand, unbuttoned a few buttons of Mo Junhua’s shirt, wiped him roughly a few times, then quickly buttoned up the shirt again. He wiped his neck a few times and carried the washbasin to the bathroom to dump out the water.

Lan Tian smiled, "Don’t worry, I didn’t misunderstand."

"Why are you here?" Zhou Yuwei glanced at Su Qing, then Jiang Xiaoshan, looking like a frightened little bunny, she cautiously approached Lan Tian, appearing afraid yet stubborn as she made her way over, overly dramatic.

Lan Tian glanced at Zhou Yuwei, she could somehow hear from the conversation that Zhou Yuwei didn’t want her to come.

Glancing at Mo Junhua on the bed and giving Zhou Yuwei a look, Lan Tian suddenly understood. Zhou Yuwei didn’t want her to come. Indeed, she shouldn’t have. Without her presence, Zhou Yuwei could unscrupulously stay alone with Mo Junhua under the pretext of taking care of him, and no one would say anything.

But what does that have to do with her? If you are restless, then I am happy.

She looked at her indifferently and then passed by her without a second glance.

A flash of darkness passed through Zhou Yuwei’s eyes, just the same as before, haughty and lofty, looking down at others from her high perch, insignificant as ants, like herself.

Over this long period, she wondered if Chu Yang had managed to deal with her?

Just the thought of dragging Lan Tian down from the clouds, dying her black, made Zhou Yuwei unexplainably excited, just like the old days, perhaps even worse than before. At least she had crawled out of that dark cesspit, while when Lan Tian fell in, she would stand by the pit, pushing Lan Tian back down whenever she climbed up. Again and again, she would experience that despair, hope in sight and then suddenly shattered.

Her lips that a thousand had tasted, her arms that a thousand had embraced, she wondered if Mo Junhua would still want her.

Without looking at Zhou Yuwei, Lan Tian knew she was hated to death in her heart. That strong malice was directly thrown at her. Lan Tian’s gaze turned cold, and she rubbed her fingertips together. A stream of invisible Spiritual Energy drilled into Zhou Yuwei’s brow.

Walking up to Mo Junhua’s bed, she sized up the person lying on it.

The first impression Mo Junhua gave was of being very clean without any odd smells, his patient clothes washed neat and fitting well. As you moved closer, you could smell a faint fragrance of flowers. The second impression was that his complexion was very good, not the pale visage of decay, pink and healthy, not like a patient, but like he was just sleeping.

As Lan Tian stood by the bed looking at Mo Junhua, Zhou Yuwei followed step by step by Lan Tian’s side, her eyes fixated on her, her face full of worry, fearing that she would do something harmful to Mo Junhua.

Glancing out of the corner of her eye at Zhou Yuwei, had their roles been reversed? She was Mo Junhua’s wife in name; logically, she should be the one guarding against Zhou Yuwei. Instead, the current situation had turned into Zhou Yuwei guarding against her, upstaging the host, turning the guest into the master.

She circled the foot of the bed to Mo Junhua’s other side, and her peripheral vision caught Zhou Yuwei eagerly following around, anxiously watching Lan Tian’s every move.

Zhou Yuwei’s actions were too apparent, even Jiang Xiaoshan and Su Qing couldn’t help but notice. Both their expressions darkened.

What is Zhou Yuwei trying to do?

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