Mrs. Zhou suffered greatly.
She also felt heartache for her husband.
She lay on the sofa, softly crying: "I am not a complete woman!"
Mr. Zhou suddenly ca to his senses.
He embraced his wife, treating her with extre care, and said, "Jinrong, it’s my fault!"
He told his wife, "For so reason, I always lose control."
Mrs. Zhou leaned weakly into his arms: "You haven’t hurt ."
Mr. Zhou’s perverse desire hadn’t subsided.
He whispered in his wife’s ear, "Jinrong, shall we try again?"
...
The result was, of course, unsuccessful.
Mrs. Zhou fell asleep with tears, while Mr. Zhou was restless all through the night.
Early in the morning, a young man knocked on the bedroom door.
He said, "Mr. and Mrs. Zhou, a Miss Su is here to see you."
Mr. Zhou was quite furious, he went to the door in just his sleeping trousers and said to the young man, "Duonian, from now on, there’s no need to bring Miss Su’s card to Jinrong. She’s full of sches, and Jinrong is too naive."
The young man replied with a light smile, acknowledging the instruction.
He went to deliver the ssage.
Su Ruanruan had co carrying a dicine box, having learned of last night’s events.
She ca to solve the mystery but was turned away at the door.
Su Ruanruan did not bla the young man, saying, "Tell Mr. Zhou that he will always be able to find ."
The young man went to relay the ssage.
Mr. Zhou, bare-chested, smoking, heard this and let out a cold laugh: "Dreaming of catching a big fish!"
After speaking, he went back to pampering the little dog.
When Mrs. Zhou awoke.
The couple discussed important matters. Mr. Zhou said, "Didn’t Gu Dahong recomnd a famous doctor to you? Why not send a card to invite him for tea, to see if he can find a redy for your condition."
Mrs. Zhou sat on the bed, her black hair loose.
Her hair was smooth, like fine satin.
Exceptionally beautiful.
Mr. Zhou watched, swallowing hard.
His wife was like a glass figure, to be seen but never truly possessed.
Anxious, he sought the famous doctor’s diagnosis.
Mrs. Zhou opened a drawer and took out a letter.
She said, "Old Gu gave the address, I asked Duonian to deliver the card."
Mr. Zhou took this matter seriously and pondered over what gift to give to win the favor of the famous doctor, hoping for the best care for his Jinrong.
Eventually, he chose a green jade Buddha head.
Mr. Zhou said, "I heard that Mr. Shi An is young; this color will suit him."
Mrs. Zhou smiled: "This is an impressive gift."
Mr. Zhou called the young man and sent him on an errand.
The young man took the Rolls Royce to the given address.
It was a grand estate villa.
The young man was surprised: who knew the earnings of a famous doctor could be so substantial, unlike the clean-handed Gu.
He delivered the card and offered the Buddha head.
But the gatekeeper, knowing it was from Mr. Zhou, refused imdiately.
The gatekeeper said, "Mr. Shi An says Mrs. Zhou’s ailnt is curable, but Mr. Zhou’s illness is not."
The young man was stunned!
Even though he also thought Mr. Zhou was sick!
A ntal sickness, one of fearing his wife!
But no one had ever dared to say so; this doctor was quite a character.
The young man returned and reported exactly what was said.
Mr. Zhou cursed loudly: "He’s the one who’s sick!"
He said to his wife, "I think this Mr. Shi An is just a fa-seeker with little real expertise."
Mrs. Zhou sighed softly, "Soone recomnded by Gu Dahong can’t be wrong!"
She was very clever and after thinking for a mont, continued, "It seems to that you have unwittingly offended Mr. Shi An, which is why he refuses to see us."
Mr. Zhou sat down on the sofa, playing with the puppy, and said nonchalantly, "I haven’t even t this swindler, how could I have offended him? I think he just wants to increase his fee!"
Mrs. Zhou was not willing to give up.
She made up her mind to visit personally.
Mr. Zhou, proud and aloof, was initially unwilling.
As Mrs. Zhou got ready, she said, "With your many excuses, I’m not sure you truly wish well! Enough, once I’m healed we can part ways amiably, and I’ll find a commoner. I believe he will cherish ."
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