After Becoming the Villain Mother-in-Law, I Launch My Redemption Arc Chapter 242: You’re Really Stupid

In the middle of the night, Zhao Ting suddenly woke up.

It wasn’t just his consciousness that awoke, but his consciousness finally synced with his body.

After lying down for so many days, his body seed alien to him—soft and lacking any strength.

"Yaoyao." Fortunately, he could still make sounds. Zhao Ting called for ng Yao.

ng Yao was a light sleeper, and she woke up imdiately. However, she thought she was having a hallucination because she wanted Zhao Ting to wake up so badly, so she didn’t respond.

Zhao Ting called out again.

This ti ng Yao responded. She threw on so clothes, sat up, pulled out a fire starter, blew it, and lit the lamp.

"You’re awake?" ng Yao asked while feeling Zhao Ting’s pulse. "The poison hasn’t completely cleared. Check what dicine you need, and I’ll ask Gao Shan to buy it tomorrow."

"Okay," Zhao Ting agreed.

"Do you want so water or need to relieve yourself?" ng Yao asked again.

"Neither," Zhao Ting replied.

ng Yao yawned. "Then I’ll keep sleeping. I’m really tired."

"Okay," Zhao Ting said.

Zhao Ting exerted a lot of energy to sit up, pulling out the tube from his nose. During his unconscious state, he didn’t feel anything, but now, he felt extrely uncomfortable.

He slowly moved his legs to hang off the edge of the bed, not daring to stand up straight away. He moved to the head of the bed, leaned against the wall, and slowly stood up.

He really overestimated himself.

Even with the support of the wall, he fell.

Heavily, he fell to the ground.

"If you’re not relieving yourself and not drinking water, why did you get up?" ng Yao said helplessly as she got up. "You don’t know how long you’ve been lying there? Although you haven’t starved, the food you ate can’t compare to normal als. Can you expect to have strength?"

Zhao Ting was helped up.

A bit embarrassed.

"It’s just I’ve been lying down for too long..."

"Go to sleep. When you wake up tomorrow, I’ll help you walk a bit," ng Yao said.

So Zhao Ting lay down obediently again.

They didn’t speak anymore that night.

The next morning.

When ng Yao opened her eyes, Zhao Ting was already awake.

ng Yao dressed herself, scooped warm water from the jug on the stove, dampened a cloth, and handed it to Zhao Ting, "Wipe your face."

She gave him a bowl of salt water and told him to rinse his mouth.

"We don’t have a toothbrush, so wrap so cotton cloth around your finger and clean your mouth."

Zhao Ting followed each instruction.

Afterward, ng Yao helped Zhao Ting to get out of bed.

He walked back and forth in the room a dozen tis, finally feeling a bit of strength return to his legs.

He nodded towards ng Yao, "About right."

ng Yao let go, and though Zhao Ting still walked slowly, he at least managed not to fall while supporting himself with the walls and furniture.

"I’ll take a walk in the yard."

After tidying up inside, ng Yao washed rice and started cooking.

"Oh, nephew, you’ve woken up?" Aunt Gao exclaid, standing outside by the bamboo fence with a basket.

"Aunt Gao, right? Thanks to you and your family for taking care of us these days. I’m deeply grateful," Zhao Ting said.

"Hey, you live in our village now. Helping out is nothing," Aunt Gao said. "I brought Yaoyao so vegetables. These young spinach are freshly picked. Just blanch them and they’ll be great with rice."

"Thank you, Aunt Gao." ng Yao ca out from the kitchen and took the basket from Aunt Gao.

"I an, how did you end up waking up?" Aunt Gao mumbled.

She realized her mistake as soon as she spoke and hurriedly corrected herself, "I an, it’s good you’re awake. With you awake, Yaoyao won’t be so worn out. My food is still on the stove, so I’m heading back now."

ng Yao walked a few steps to see her off and then returned.

"What kind of person is that! Hopes for to be in a coma?" Zhao Ting said speechlessly.

ng Yao gave Zhao Ting a thoughtful look, "You knew she was Aunt Gao?"

"Of course," Zhao Ting said without thinking.

Then, he realized sothing was off.

But ng Yao didn’t give him the chance to justify himself.

"So, you could hear sounds from the outside while you were unconscious?" ng Yao asked aningfully.

"Yeah, I could hear so," he replied.

ng Yao gave Zhao Ting a sly look, "Keep fabricating, continue."

"I could hear a lot."

ng Yao kept staring at him.

"I could hear everything."

"So, you heard everything I said?" ng Yao asked.

"Unless I was asleep, I heard it all. Don’t worry, I’ll keep it secret for you," Zhao Ting promised.

"Only a dead person can keep secrets."

"Well, I’ve revealed my secret to you too."

"You’re not afraid?"

"Nothing to be afraid of. Isn’t it about the sa between us? I’m just genuinely curious," Zhao Ting said. "In your place, can people fly in the sky? Tell , how do they fly?"

Zhao Ting asked a lot of questions.

ng Yao rolled her eyes and didn’t answer any. She went straight back to the kitchen to continue cooking.

After eating, ng Yao had Zhao Ting dictate the prescription. She wrote it down using coal on a sheet of paper, then took the prescription to the Gao Family, asking Gao Shan to get the dicine.

She was caught by Aunt Gao for quite a while, finally breaking free.

Aunt Gao was quite straightforward. She said now that he’s woken up, Zhao Ting’s health isn’t great, and he’d probably be frail in the future, so ng Yao would still have a hard ti. She hoped that ng Yao had thought it through.

"How long until you’re better?" ng Yao asked Zhao Ting.

"This poison is tricky; it’ll take ten days to half a month," Zhao Ting replied.

ng Yao frowned—it would still take this long, huh.

"The poison is quite aggressive, and it wasn’t extracted imdiately, so..." Zhao Ting sighed, "If you’re eager to leave, you can go first. I can take care of myself."

Why did that sound bitter to her?

"Anyway, as long as I don’t die, suffering is just suffering. I’m a big man..."

ng Yao glanced at him, "Alright."

Zhao Ting was dumbfounded.

"Yaoyao, how can you leave like this?"

"Didn’t you say you could take care of yourself? If you can take care of yourself, what’s the point of staying?" ng Yao rolled her eyes at him.

"Ouch, my heart, it hurts so much," Zhao Ting clutched his chest, feigning pain.

"Fake," ng Yao said.

"Yaoyao, everyone in the village knows we’re a couple. If you run off like this, it’ll hurt your reputation," Zhao Ting said cheekily.

"Reputation? I don’t care," ng Yao shrugged indifferently.

"You’ve seen and touched everything, you should take responsibility for , right? If you leave now, when I et my kids in the future, I’ll definitely tell them you’re heartless," Zhao Ting decided to play a rogue.

ng Yao tried hard not to laugh.

"Is this your true nature?" ng Yao asked thoughtfully, "So childish? Do you think you’re a three-year-old kid?"

Zhao Ting was embarrassed, "I, I..."

ng Yao spooned out the porridge she had made and let it cool, then stirred the batter and made pancakes.

Once finished, she called Zhao Ting, "Hurry up and eat."

Zhao Ting ate obediently, then eagerly offered to help ng Yao clean the dishes.

"You’re not fully recovered, take a rest," ng Yao said. "I won’t really ask you to do things. Don’t worry, you got injured to save , I won’t truly leave you. But you..."

ng Yao hesitated.

Zhao Ting instinctively understood what she ant: you’re really clumsy.