General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming novel Chapter 582

Chapter 582: Autopsy

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Boss, the millet porridge is ready. Can I bring it in now?” Ying’er’s voice came from outside the room.

Su Xiaoxiao said without changing her expression, “Come in.”

Ying’er pushed the door open and entered. She looked at Wei Ting, who was sitting at the head of the bed, and said in surprise, ‘Young Master recovered so quickly. You can already sit up!”

Previously, many injured people came to the medical center. They were not as seriously injured as Wei Ting, but they lay for ten days to half a month.

Su Xiaoxiao crossed her arms. “Isn’t that because my medical skills are brilliant?”

“Boss’s medical skills are the best!” Ying’er put down the millet porridge with a smile. “Young Master is also very strong!”

Su Xiaoxiao was both miffed and amused. “This girl really doesn’t offend anyone!”

Wei Ting’s appetite was not good. He could not eat after eating half a bowl.

Thinking of something, Su Xiaoxiao said, “By the way, Wei Ting, I have something to ask you.”

Wei Ting said, “The first of July.” _{frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓}

Su Xiaoxiao’s face darkened.

Wei Ting smiled coldly. “You’re so impatient. Are you afraid that I’ll run away?” It was already the middle of May. The first of July was a month away.

Su Xiaoxiao crossed her arms and said seriously, “Ask again! About the date proposed by the Grand Astronomer!”

Wei Ting asked seriously, “The Grand Astronomer chose two auspicious days — the end of October or the first of July?”

Su Xiaoxiao decisively chose the latter. “The first of July!”

Wait… this guy tricked her!

Wei Ting couldn’t help but laugh. He accidentally pulled on his wound and immediately couldn’t laugh anymore.

She was in embarrassment, and he was in pain. They were even.

Su Xiaoxiao could let go. Her face was not important. Her eight-pack was the most important.

At this thought, Su Xiaoxiao quickly brought over the remaining half bowl of porridge. “Eat more. You’ll recover quickly.”

Wei Ting wondered, “Why do I feel that you have ill intentions?”

Su Xiaoxiao asked, “But don’t you ancient… ahem, don’t people in the capital believe in ghosts and gods? July is a ghost month, especially after the Ghost Festival. It’s said that the undead will return to the human world. Is it really fine to get married in July?”

Su Xiaoxiao didn’t care, but she didn’t believe in this.

Wei Ting looked at the ceiling and said faintly, “Only in this way can the undead of my Wei family attend our wedding.”

Su Xiaoxiao mused, “Why do I feel that it’s so cool?”

The truth was that although July was called the Ghost Month, the first day of July this year was indeed an auspicious day calculated by Sikong Yun. Su Xiaoxiao got back to the topic. “By the way, Wei Ting, I have a question for you.”

Wei Ting said, “Ask.”

Su Xiaoxiao was puzzled. “How did you know that MO Guiyuan would definitely go to Pear Blossom Lane?”

Wei Ting said, “There’s a passageway in Pear Blossom Lane that leads to the second peach forest.”

Su Xiaoxiao was stunned. “The second peach forest?”

Wei Ting shook his head. “It’s not that kind of big peach forest. It’s a small stronghold of the White Lotus Society. All the deployments needed to evacuate are there.”