The Bumpy Road of Marriage: The Ex-Wife Is Expecting

Shui Anluo finally saw Qiao Huihe on the second night of her arrival in the disaster area. The initial expression of great spirit on her face was now replaced by obvious exhaustion.

When Qiao Huihe noticed Shui Anluo, her initially exhausted face flashed with annoyance. “What’re you two doing here?” She barked after a short while.

Qiao Yaruan hit her leg, she had been working for more than ten hours straight. She remained silent at Qiao Huihe’s question. ‘What can we possibly do here? Go on a vacation?’

Shui Anluo was cleaning up the discarded bandages, scissors, needles, threads and so on. She looked up at Qiao Huihe who was sitting and resting nearby. “There are even more emergency cases for us to learn here so we asked Senior Sister to bring us here.”

Qiao Huihe scoffed. She then closed her eyes and ignored them.

Shui Anluo and Qiao Yaruan looked at each other. They curled their lips and continued to clean up.

“The rain loks to be letting up now.” Shui Anluo sighed. “Hey, why don’t you look for Senior Brother? Aren’t you here because of him?”

“Don’t even talk about it, Senior Brother has gone to the frontlines with the armed forces. Am I to dig my own grave?” Qiao Yaruan lamented then leaned on a desk. “I’ve come all this way and for what?”

After Shui Anluo finished cleaning up, she placed one hand on her shoulder. “Let me tell you this, you’ve got to go. Think about it. If something really happens, Senior Brother will definitely save you. With this hero saving a damsel act, isn’t it only justifiable for you to repay him with your body?”

“Sigh, you’re right.” Qiao Yaruan stroked her chin and grinned. “Why don’t I go and take a look then?”

“Go on, go on,” Shui Anluo waved her hand, supporting her decision. “However, you’d better be careful. There’s a landslide up ahead.”

“No, do you want me to go or not? With that landslide, won’t I turn into Amah Rock¹ if I go? Wrapped up by a landslide and immediately turned into a human rock?” Qiao Yaruan rolled her eyes at Shui Anluo.

Shui Anluo burst into laughter and wrapped her arm around Qiao Yaruan, guiding her out. “You have other chances anyway. Perhaps Senior Brother will be back soon. You can wait for him to get back then court his favor.” Shui Anluo stood at the tent entrance and stared at the slightly reduced amount of rainfall.

“That’s true.” Qiao Yaruan wrapped her arms around Shui Anluo and also looked at the rain.

As the two were chatting, they saw Mo Lusu carrying a child as he ran into another tent. The pair looked at each other before they quickly rain in the rain toward the tent on that end. The child was covered in blood, especially on his forehead. The blood had splattered all over him from the heavy rain and had spread all over his face.

“Disinfectant, suture needles, scissors, gauze,” Mo Lusu ordered. Qiao Yaruan swiftly handed the items he needed according to order.

“Luoluo, hold him down, don’t let him struggle,” Mo Lusu said as he used the disinfectant to clean the wound on the child’s head.

Shui Anluo gasped at the sight. The child’s head looked to have been hit by something and the protrusion had the mark of a cut. The wound was very deep and was now bleeding profusely.

The child bawled miserably, Shui Anluo kept her hands firmly on his shoulders and refused to let his struggles affect the surgery.

Shui Anluo looked up at the pair who were working seamlessly together. She smiled, hopefully, Senior Brother would notice Qiao Yaruan’s feelings for him.

Later, probably due to the effects of the anaesthesia kicking in, the child slowly fell asleep. Shui Anluo slowly released his drugged hands.

After the child’s wound had been sewn up, Mo Lusu exhaled and looked up at the pair. “Luoluo, you should learn from Yaruan, you can’t always be an assistant.”

Shui Anluo lowered her head and pursed her lips. She certainly could not achieve Qiao Yaruan’s level of abnormality.