Chapter 5 — The Lady Refuses to Kiss a Disabled Man, I Choose Him as My Husband

Tieu Bac Da's injury... was definitely not just an accident on the battlefield. Behind this… Is a giant net. My good father... I'm afraid I already knew. That's why he hastily let his sister break the kiss... to erase the relationship. Don't hesitate to push me - a female - out as a chess piece and leave. My heart... Little by little... little by little it gets colder. These debts… I will record them one by one. I brought a cart full of medicinal herbs... back to the general's palace. Under the setting sun... I saw Tieu Bac Da sitting in the courtyard, his eyes looking towards the gate. When he saw my carriage returning... His normally quiet eyes... suddenly lit up. Like a traveler lost in the dark night... Finally, I saw the familiar light waiting for me. In my heart... Suddenly a ray of warmth arose. I jumped out of the car. Run towards him. There was a bright smile on his face.

“Tieu Bac Da, your medicine… I have brought it back!”

“Our good days… are coming.”

Medicines are enough. Everything is ready. That night... I immediately told Luu Tham to boil three large pots of water. Each precious medicinal ingredient... is added one by one. Before long... The whole hospital was filled with a strong but strange medicinal smell. I asked Phuc Bo to prepare a large wooden box in the room. When the medicinal water is boiling, it is poured into the barrel... The water is already clear... It immediately turns dark brown. There were also gentle puffs of black gas rising. The smell of medicine in the air... It also became a bit pungent. Tieu Bac Da sits in a wheelchair. Quietly watching me busy. His expression was very calm. But the fingertips trembled slightly... still revealing the hidden waves in my heart. This is his last chance. Is it a dragon or a worm... Just this once. I walked over to him and slowly sat down.

“Tieu Bac Da, it will be very painful later.”

“That pain… could be ten times more painful than when you broke your bones on the battlefield in the past.”

“The medicine will regenerate your meridians… just like crushing bones and reconnecting them again.”

“What you need to do… is just endure it.”

"No matter how much it hurts... you can't use strength to resist it."

"If not... the medicinal power will be negative, all efforts will be in vain."

“Are you… scared?”

He looked at me. Suddenly burst out laughing. In that smile... Carrying the pride and determination that belong only to him.

“To Nguyet Kien, I, Tieu Bac Da, am not afraid of death…”

“Why are you afraid of pain?”

Slowly take off his clothes. The moment he stepped into the wooden crate... His whole body suddenly stiffened. The medicinal liquid was hot... kept at a moderate temperature so as not to burn or injure him... But it was hot enough, like countless red-hot steel needles... Aggressively piercing every inch of his skin. He made a soft "hum" sound. His forehead was immediately covered with cold sweat. I said nothing. Just quietly took out the needle. Started lowering the needle into the Bach Hoi acupuncture point on the top of his head. This is to protect his heart. So that he wouldn't faint in the midst of intense pain. Little by little passed. The medicinal liquid is always kept just hot enough in the barrel... as it begins to transport violently. Tieu Bac Da's body... also began to tremble violently. His face was as white as paper. His lip was bitten until it bled. But from beginning to end... He did not let out a single groan of pain. This man... Has a will as strong as steel. Ta can see... The damaged meridians on his legs... Under the stimulation of medicinal power... Gradually turning pink. The speed is so fast that it can be seen with the naked eye. Every line of black blood... Forced out of the pores. Then mix it into the medicinal water. This is a good sign. Proving that the pharmacological force... is working. I gently twist each needle. The internal force in the body slowly flows from the tip of the needle into his acupuncture points and meridians. Little by little, I guide, suppress, and make those violent medicinal forces gradually become tame and obedient to my control. Also full of sweat. This is not just a drain on physical strength. But also mental concentration to the extreme. Don't know how much time has passed. Maybe an hour. Maybe two hours. As the horizon gradually appeared white like a fish's belly... The medicinal water in the barrel... finally subsided. The medicinal liquid was originally dark brown... At this time, it had turned into a thick black liquid like ink. Gives off an unpleasant sick smell. But Tieu Bac Da... was completely exhausted. I raised my hand to check his breathing. I breathed a sigh of relief. The whole person... was almost about to collapse to the ground. I called Phuc Bo here. The two of us joined forces... We just got him out of the wooden box. Clean your body. Helped to bed. This sleep... He slept all day and one night. When he woke up again… It was the sunset of the third day. I'm sitting next to his bed. Change the wet towel on his forehead. He slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were still somewhat dazed.