The Koi Wife of the Prime Minister

Chapter 252 Injury Examination

It triggered a horrific tragedy that put an end to the evildoers' actions and shocked the society.

Under pressure from public opinion, the remaining villains fled in all directions, and the father was sentenced to death for his action.

Only an elderly grandmother was left, taking care of her mentally disturbed granddaughter alone and spending every day in endless desolation.

Whenever she had time, Shen Yan would go to visit the girl. Every time the girl called her "sister" with that pure smile, Shen Yan would feel an inexplicable comfort. Perhaps for her, this innocence and ignorance was the best relief.

"Wanbo Academy is just a name, but it actually taught such scumbags, endangering society!"

Shen Yan's words were icy cold, and every word was like a sharp blade, pointing directly to the core of the problem.

Song Yunfeng felt the atmosphere around him become heavy. Shen Yan's reaction today was extraordinary.

According to her personality, she should have made those people pay the price for their actions long ago, but at this moment, there was an unknown secret hidden beneath her anger.

His deep eyes locked onto Shen Yan's face, his fingers gently placed on her hands, his voice soft but firm: "Yan Yan, what happened?"

Shen Yan's face was as calm as water as she stared at Song Yunfeng's worried face and the bruise on his chin that had not yet completely faded.

After thinking for a moment, she whispered to the carriage driver to keep going, then leaned close to Song Yunfeng's ear and whispered.

Song Yunfeng tried hard to suppress the urge to escape, and while enduring the itching sensation in his ears, he listened to everything with his body tense.

After hearing this, his face suddenly turned gloomy, and a heavy emotion spread in his chest.

Originally, he was furious at these people who relied on their family power to do what they wanted, using money to lure and bully innocent female students, disrupting the quiet order of the school, but he never expected that they would dare to commit such a heartless and chilling heinous crime! It was no wonder that Shen Yan, who was usually gentle and compassionate, showed such a resolute and courageous side at this moment.

This group of morally corrupt people is really disgusting!

However, now that things have come to this, he has a clearer goal in mind.

In order to ensure the safety of his family, he must personally eradicate these villains and make sure they never make a comeback.

"Their retribution will follow them in the end."

"indeed."

Shen Yan's gaze passed through the roof and looked towards the vast starry sky. Her voice was filled with unquestionable determination. "Justice may be late, but it will never be absent."

The two then returned home and unloaded the supplies from the ox cart one by one. This scene left Zhao stunned.

When she heard that those precious herbs were exchanged for two taels of silver, but almost all of it was spent on improving the family's diet, complex and indescribable emotions suddenly surged in her heart.

On the one hand, she was delighted by the unexpected increase in wealth in her family; on the other hand, she couldn't help but feel sorry for Shen Yan's extravagance. How could such extravagance last long?

Looking at the piles of carefully selected white rice and high-quality flour, Zhao couldn't help but mutter in her heart: If I buy some cheap old rice, wouldn't I be able to save a lot of money! There is obviously enough brown rice at home, and we are not a wealthy aristocrat, so why do we need to waste it like this!

She couldn't blame Shen Yan directly, so she could only keep criticizing Song Yunfeng. It was not until a while later that she suddenly noticed the bruise on his chin.

“What’s wrong with your jaw?”

Shen Yan quickly smiled and apologized, "Mom, I'm sorry. I was greedy when I bought a lot of things. My husband was carrying a lot of things and didn't pay attention to his feet. He accidentally fell."

"The older they get, the more troublesome they become!" Zhao complained, but her eyes were full of heartache.

Shen Yan put down the sundries in her hands, handed the newly bought hairband to her sister Yuanyuan, and then pulled Song Yunfeng to the inner room.

"Mom, take your time to pack up your things. I'll go apply medicine to my husband first."

The door was lightly closed, and inside the room, Shen Yan pushed Song Yunfeng to sit on the bed without saying anything.

"Take off your clothes and let me see the injury!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned around and went to get some cold water and medicine for trauma.

When he returned, he found that Song Yunfeng had just rolled up his sleeves, revealing a small bruise on his arm.

"You are a grown man, why are you so slow to take off your clothes!"

"You treat me as a brother, so am I embarrassed to take off my clothes?" Song Yunfeng's face suddenly dimmed, as if the sunlight was blocked by dark clouds, losing all its brilliance.

Shen Yan's hand had already gently touched his collar, as if she was going to unbutton his clothes.

"I'll do it myself, you don't have to help!" Song Yunfeng hurriedly dodged to the side, his face burning with embarrassment and anger.

In his heart, Shen Yan's word "brother" weighed as heavy as a thousand pounds, stirring up indescribable waves of emotions in his heart.

What did she mean? He was a passionate man, but she only treated him as a brother? For a moment, his thoughts were in a mess and he was at a loss.

Finally, with no other choice, he unbuttoned his shirt and exposed himself to the air. His skin was instantly covered with tiny goose bumps, and it seemed that even the warm indoor air had become bone-chillingly cold.

"Why does it feel so chilly in this weather?" he whispered to himself.

Shen Yan held a wrung-out cold water towel and applied it to his abdomen without any hesitation. The bruises there were purple and were the most serious injuries.

“I can do it myself.”

Song Yunfeng clenched his teeth, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Song Yunfeng, stop pretending and being shy like a little girl.

Can you give yourself an acupuncture? Come, help me take off my pants! "Shen Yan's tone was straightforward, leaving no room for rebuttal.

These words were like a sharp sword, piercing Song Yunfeng's heart, causing his face to turn from red to white, with humiliation and anger intertwined.

Finally, he hardened his heart, pulled off his pants, and lay on the bed in a rather embarrassed posture, staring at Shen Yan sharply, as if he was waging some kind of silent resistance.

His right knee was swollen from the heavy blow, possibly with soft tissue damage, and he urgently needed acupuncture to clear the meridians.

Shen Yan first applied cold water patiently, with skillful and focused techniques, without revealing any personal emotions, purely to relieve his pain.

With each of Shen Yan's careful operations, the reluctance and embarrassment in Song Yunfeng's heart gradually faded away, leaving only an indescribable bitterness.

Could it be that, in her eyes, he was really just an ordinary patient, no different from anyone else in the world?

"How many times have I told you to call me husband?"

He lowered his eyelids, and there was a subtle loneliness in his voice.

Shen Yan gently gave him a needle in the leg, and twisted it lightly with her fingers, as precise as tuning the strings of an instrument.