Chapter 12 — I Actively Yield My Husband To The Benefactor Who Saved His Life

“To Nhuoc Huyen, the past two years you gave me medicine not to cure my illness.”

“But it will make me unable to recover forever.”

“I don't!”

To Nhuoc Huyen suddenly stood up and grabbed his sleeve.

"Hanh Chi, please listen to my explanation. I added An Hon Thao because your headache is too severe and the usual amount of medicine cannot suppress it at all..."

“The pharmacist said so.”

“My headaches are caused by your medicine.”

To Nhuoc Huyen's lips trembled, tears falling one large drop at a time.

"I'm just afraid that when you recover your memories, you won't need me anymore..."

"You are my Hanh Chi... I can't lose you..."

Bui Hanh Chi forcefully pushed her hand away and took a step back.

“She's not scared.”

“She is controlling me.”

To Nhuoc Huyen rushed forward and hugged his leg.

“Hanh Chi, I still have your bones and flesh in my belly!”

Bui Hanh Chi's footsteps immediately stopped. He lowered his head to look at To Nhuoc Huyen, who was hugging her legs and crying, her chest heaving violently. After a long time, he slowly closed his eyes.

“Stop An Soul Herb.”

“From today onwards, take the medicine prescribed by the pharmacist.”

“Hanh Chi!”

"The child is the lifeblood of the Bui family, I will not mistreat him."

“But the fact that you let me drink An Soul Herb for two years…”

“I remember it well.”

He pulled his foot out and turned to leave. To Nhuoc Huyen fell limply to the ground, her face full of tears. When she raised her head, she just happened to see Mrs. Bui standing at the door of the courtyard. Mrs. Bui looked at her but said nothing. It's just that the disgust in those eyes could no longer be completely hidden. The half month after Bui Hanh Chi stopped taking medication was the most difficult time. Thanh Hoa almost every day brought news back from Bui palace. The first three days, Bui Hanh Chi had such a headache that he rolled around in bed, cold sweat covered his forehead, and he couldn't even eat porridge. The pharmacist stood by, little by little, using a gentle remedy to replace the medicinal properties of An Hon Thao. To Nhuoc Huyen was forbidden to come near Bui Hanh Chi's medicine, but every day she held her stomach and stood guard in front of the hospital door, shedding tears. On the seventh day, Bui Hanh Chi's headache began to improve. By the tenth day, he was able to get out of bed and walk. On the fifteenth day, he began to dream about a few things. When Mrs. Bui came to tell the news, even her voice trembled.

“Van Duong, last night Hanh Chi dreamed of a pear tree.”

My fingertips trembled slightly.

"He said in his dream there was a person standing under a tree, wearing an almond-colored shirt. He couldn't see his face clearly, but he felt extremely familiar."

Flowering pear tree. That's where the young man used to befriend me.

“Its memory is gradually returning.”

Mrs. Bui was both happy and worried.

“But if To Nhuoc Huyen knew…”

“So what if you know?”

The Thai lady slowly walked out from behind the screen.

“Can she continue to give him An Hon Herb?”

Mrs. Bui shook her head.

"Right now, To Nhuoc Huyen is five months pregnant, up and down the Bui palace is staring at her."

“She doesn't dare touch the medicine anymore.”

“But she changed to another move.”

Mrs. Bui's face gradually became heavy.

“She told me Hanh Chi said that family members in Truc Khe town were being harassed, suspected of being sent by the Moc family."

I smiled coldly.

"Her father is a gambler, everyone in town hates him, why do I have to send people to harass him?"

"Even though Hanh Chi no longer protects To Nhuoc Huyen like before, she still carries the baby in her womb."

“It cannot be completely ignored.”

The lady gently tapped her stick on the ground.

“It's okay.”

“The more tormented she is, the better.”

“Just let her continue to torment you.”

Another five days passed. Bui Hanh Chi's memory recovered quite a bit. He remembered his name, his family, his father's face, and also a few memories of his childhood in the Marquis Palace. But the memory related to me is still extremely vague. The pharmacist said this was normal. Memories suppressed by An Hon Thao for two years cannot completely return overnight. On the contrary, the deeper the memory, the more likely it will be recovered in the end. Just when everyone thought things would gradually change for the better, To Nhuoc Huyen took action. This time she didn't cry. Don't cause trouble. Don't pretend to be pitiful either. She did something that surprised everyone. She has run away. While up and down Bui Mansion were focusing on Bui Hanh Chi's illness, To Nhuoc Huyen quietly left the back door of Bui Mansion and disappeared in the middle of the capital's main street. Just leave a letter. In the letter there was only one line of text.

“Hanh Chi, I am no longer worthy of you. I will take our baby and leave without making you feel any more awkward."