Chapter 2: " The resurrected ex-wife who once cast me aside"

Although she had suffered a lot in her previous life, He Chunli had never carried a urine pot for anyone, even when she was at her lowest point. Just thinking about it made her feel sick.

In her previous life, after Lin Laoshi was injured, she received a telegram. At that time, she was rather pampered, and her relationship with Lin Laoshi was mediocre, so she didn't take it seriously. She had the leisure to ask someone to buy a train ticket and packed her luggage before setting off. Several days passed, and by the time she arrived at the military hospital, Lin Laoshi was already able to get out of bed. He naturally didn't need her help to solve such a problem.

But in this life, she arrived a few days earlier and encountered this issue. If she had known, she would have delayed her trip. Now, though, it had already happened, and there was no point in regretting it. She might as well make good use of this situation to win her husband's favor.

He Chunli took a deep breath, squatted down, and held the edge of the plastic basin with her white hands. Standing up, she glanced at Lin Laoshi shyly. Her pretty little face flushed, and she looked extremely embarrassed. She was beautiful to begin with, and this shy expression easily aroused the sympathy and tenderness of men.

In her previous life, she had used this trick many times to win men's affection and make her life more comfortable. She knew that many men, especially patriarchal ones, would be easily coaxed when a woman acted coquettishly or showed weakness. However, she miscalculated with Lin Laoshi, an honest man.

Lin Laoshi, lying in the bed, saw her holding the plastic basin motionlessly. He raised an eyebrow and bluntly asked, "You think urine and feces are dirty, so go call the nurse!"

He Chunli almost knelt. It was enough for him to understand, but why say it so bluntly? A man like him, who lacked consideration and tenderness, would definitely end up alone if she hadn't met him.

With his words, she couldn't make excuses anymore. Hesitantly, she glanced at the door and said, "I... I just feel a little embarrassed."

Lin Laoshi smiled carelessly, "What's there to be embarrassed about? We are husband and wife. You've seen every part of my body. It's the little nurse outside who's so young. It's embarrassing to ask her to help me. Fortunately, you came; otherwise, I'd have been holding it in for the past few days."

His words made sense. He Chunli had no choice but to bite the bullet and lift the thin quilt. But as soon as she saw his legs under the quilt, she gasped and covered her lips in shock.

Lin Laoshi's left leg was wrapped in thick gauze, and his right leg, though it had a minor wound, was torn. The area was scabbed over, but the wound would leave a scar.

He Chunli bit her lower lip, shaking, unsure if it was from fear or sympathy for her husband. Lin Laoshi seemed to think it was fear, knowing she had just been reborn, and in her memory, she hadn't seen him for twenty years.

Tears filled her almond-shaped eyes as she spoke with a trembling voice, "It must hurt a lot..."

Lin Laoshi shook his head, "I don't feel anything. I've been in a coma for three days. I don't even feel the pain."

She was stunned. Shouldn't a husband be touched when his wife traveled thousands of miles to take care of him? He should comfort her, say it doesn't hurt, and make her feel reassured. But Lin Laoshi just started talking and then went silent. He wasn't the type to express such tenderness.

He Chunli didn't remember if he was always this way, but guessed he wasn't much better. If he had been more understanding, she might never have eloped with him.

No, she had to find a way to transform her husband into a considerate man.

Before she could come up with a plan, Lin Laoshi spoke again, "Chunli, come and help me. If you don't hand me the basin, I won't be able to hold it and will pee on the bed!"

Hearing this, He Chunli froze, nearly throwing the plastic basin. Suppressing her nausea, she moved it closer. The sound of dripping water followed, with a few drops splashing onto the back of her hand.

He Chunli stood up straight as if she had touched something dirty. The basin fell and rolled to the ground with a thud.

"Chunli... Nurse, nurse..." Lin Laoshi frowned and immediately shouted.

The door of the ward was half-open, and the young nurse at the nurses' station heard the noise and rushed over. She pushed the door open and stared in surprise at the messy floor.

Taking care of a patient's urination shouldn't be this messy. She shook her head but didn't stop. She quickly checked Lin Laoshi's wound to ensure no further injury, then asked, "What happened? Why did the plastic basin fall over?"

He Chunli's face flushed with embarrassment. She opened her mouth but couldn't speak. She couldn't admit that she had thrown the basin because her husband's urine splashed on her hand. It was natural for a wife to care for her seriously injured husband, but she didn't want to be seen as clumsy or squeamish.

She had rushed to the military hospital to take care of Lin Laoshi and make a good impression on him and the staff. If she failed now, how would others view her?

She pursed her lips, looking at Lin Laoshi for help with watery eyes.

Lin Laoshi, ever the gentleman, didn't mention the dropped basin. Instead, he took responsibility, vaguely saying, "My leg twitched just now and hit the edge of the basin, knocking it to the ground."

He Chunli felt a little relieved, but she didn't notice the young nurse's strange look. The nurse, familiar with the patients' conditions, had some doubts. Captain Lin's leg couldn't move, and even if it did, a small movement couldn't have caused the basin to fall like that. She suspected He Chunli had knocked it over, and Lin Laoshi had defended her to protect her.

The nurse mopped up the urine on the floor and then said to He Chunli, "Sister-in-law, go wash the basin and put it back under the bed. We will need it later!"

The words "We will need it later" echoed in He Chunli's mind, almost driving her mad. It was painful enough to deal with this once, but to think it would happen again and again was unbearable.

She rushed to the bathroom, threw the basin down, and scrubbed the back of her hands so hard that she almost rubbed off her skin.

When the nurse came to wash the mop, she saw He Chunli's actions and hesitated before gently reminding her, "Sister-in-law, your hands are rubbed raw. If you keep scrubbing, the skin will break."

He Chunli quickly stopped, turned around, and smiled, explaining, "I'm afraid there are bacteria on my hands, so I'm washing them more often."

The nurse didn't think much of it, but the explanation made her look at He Chunli more curiously.

Meanwhile, back in the ward, Lin Laoshi smiled and kindly asked the nurse, "Do you have soap? Can you lend it to my wife to wash her hands? She likes to be clean."

The nurse smiled and went to fetch the soap. When she returned, she entered the bathroom and saw He Chunli carefully picking up the basin, rinsing it, and muttering, "It's so dirty..."

The nurse froze, realizing what had happened. He Chunli had been rubbing her hands to rid them of the "dirt," not because she was concerned about hygiene. It seemed she didn't even have the decency to hide her disgust for Lin Laoshi.

The nurse couldn't help but feel contempt for her. Lin Laoshi was a man who always protected his lover, but this woman actually despised him behind his back. She had tricked him into thinking she was considerate and virtuous.

Now, the nurse felt compelled to expose this woman's true identity and warn Lin Laoshi so that he wouldn't be taken in by her false façade.