Chapter 92: Shen Xinyun Develops a Rash on Her Face

Gu Yanbin raised his eyebrows in surprise.

He hadn’t expected Lin Youcai to be in such a miserable state.

A cold laugh echoed in his heart—truly, evil deeds brought their own retribution.

He couldn’t be bothered with the messy affairs of the Lin family any longer and carried his daughter away on his shoulders.

The little girl perched on his shoulders couldn’t help but glance back.

Her dark, sparkling eyes were filled with triumph.

Excellent. Lin Laosan was finished.

The Lin family wasn’t far from complete ruin.

…

At that moment, the Lin household was shrouded in gloom and despair.

Truly, one trouble followed another.

Lin Youcai had been unconscious all day, and his wounds, soaked in filthy water, had become severely infected and necrotic, rotting away—ten times worse than before.

Old Mrs. Lin couldn’t bear the blow and had fainted from crying several times.

Old Mr. Lin’s face was as dark as storm clouds, especially when he heard about Shen Wei’s pregnancy. Shocked and furious, yet with a hint of hidden expectation, he asked, “Is the child yours?”

Otherwise, why would his son marry her?

Lin Zhiguo shook his head coldly.

Old Mr. Lin was so angry he nearly blacked out. “Then why did you marry her? Rushing to become a cuckold—have you lost your mind?”

These words felt like daggers piercing Lin Zhiguo’s heart. His expression grew even darker, and he gritted his teeth without speaking.

Seeing this, Old Mr. Lin grew anxious and couldn’t help but curse loudly.

“That wretched woman! That vicious woman! If she hadn’t insisted on sending me and your mom away, Youcai wouldn’t have fallen into that filthy ditch! Ruined for life! And she dares to be unfaithful, marrying you while pregnant with a bastard!”

“I’ll go and beat her to death! Even if it costs me my life, I won’t let her trample all over our Lin family like this!”

With a grim expression, he was about to go and settle the score with Shen Wei.

But Lin Zhiguo, his face equally grim, stopped him firmly.

“Dad, don’t make a scene. The child in Shen Wei’s belly… belongs to Regiment Commander Yang. We can’t afford to offend him now!”

He was already in this state, his reputation in tatters. His future path still depended on Regiment Commander Yang.

Old Mr. Lin instantly seemed drained of all energy, his back hunched as if he had aged ten years.

He had schemed all his life but never expected to end up like this.

Squatting on the ground, he wept bitterly, tears streaming down his aged face.

Lin Zhiguo also squatted down in agony, grabbing a handful of his hair.

The most pressing matter now was to gather the five thousand yuan in compensation.

Old Mr. Lin’s cloudy eyes shifted, and he suddenly spoke in a sinister tone, “Since it’s the regiment commander’s child… then go ask the regiment commander for the money! He can’t just get a son for free!”

Lin Zhiguo’s eyes flickered, clearly tempted by the idea.

The next day, Lin Zhiguo mustered his courage and went to see Regiment Commander Yang, explaining his purpose.

“Regiment Commander Yang, Yu Wanqin is demanding five thousand yuan in compensation for the divorce. All my money has been taken by Shen Wei to support her family. What do you think…”

Upon hearing the demand for five thousand yuan, Regiment Commander Yang’s face turned green!

He wanted to say he didn’t have the money either.

Lin Zhiguo sneered coldly. “If I can’t come up with the compensation, Yu Wanqin will definitely report it to higher-ups. If I’m expelled from military service registration, I’ll have to take my wife and son back home to farm.”

He deliberately emphasized the word “son.”

Regiment Commander Yang’s expression shifted uncertainly.

Seeing Lin Zhiguo’s “nothing left to lose” attitude and thinking about the “son” in Shen Wei’s belly, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and accept it.

“Give me some time!”

“Fine! Then I’ll wait for your good news, Regiment Commander!”

Lin Zhiguo left Regiment Commander Yang’s office, but his heart was far from light.

Thinking about the days ahead, he felt as if a heavy stone were pressing down on his chest, making it hard to breathe.

On the way back, he happened to run into Yu Wanqin heading to the canteen for a meal. Tongtong, wearing a light blue dress, was bouncing along beside her mother, the two little buns tied on her head swaying with each step. Her soft, chubby face was filled with joy.

The mother and daughter were chatting about something, and Yu Wanqin’s face wore a gentle smile. Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, giving off a serene, timeless beauty.

Lin Zhiguo felt a pang of bitterness in his heart.

Why hadn’t he noticed how outstanding Yu Wanqin was before? He had been so fixated on Shen Wei, mistaking a fish eye for a pearl.

Unable to hold back, he stepped forward, his face tense and uneasy, trying his best to sound friendly. “Wanqin, Tongtong, are you going to eat?”

The smile on Yu Wanqin’s face faded slightly as she looked at him coolly. “Have you gathered the money?”

Lin Zhiguo’s heart tightened, and he pressed his lips together. “…Not yet.”

“Then what do you want from me?” Yu Wanqin’s face was full of disgust as she took her daughter’s hand and tried to leave.

“Wanqin! I want to talk to you!” Lin Zhiguo said urgently, reaching out to take her hand.

Slap!

Tongtong was quick to react, slapping his hand away. Puffing out her cheeks, she glared at him angrily. “Don’t you dare get close to Mom!”

Lin Zhiguo opened his mouth. “I just… I’m just worried about how you and your daughter will manage after the divorce!”

He looked at Tongtong, his expression complicated. “After all, I’m still Tongtong’s father! Isn’t it only natural for me to care about her?”

Tongtong rolled her eyes, crossing her arms in disdain. “You never cared before! If I could choose, I wouldn’t want you as my father!”

After saying this, the little girl tugged at her mother’s hand and said crisply, “Mom! Let’s go! Don’t waste time on irrelevant people!”

Seeing her daughter fiercely standing up for her, Yu Wanqin’s heart melted with tenderness.

Holding her daughter’s hand, she smiled gently. “Alright!”

Her gaze fell on Lin Zhiguo, and her expression turned colder as she said calmly, “Deputy Company Commander Lin, I hope you keep your promise and gather the money as soon as possible. From now on, let’s go our separate ways. It’s best if we never see each other again!”

Lin Zhiguo’s body swayed violently, and he took two steps back, his face filled with dejection.

As the mother and daughter walked away, he ultimately lacked the courage to chase after them.

He wiped his face and dragged his heavy steps back to his cold, empty home.

The first thing Yu Wanqin did upon returning to work at the hospital was to bring up the housing issue with Dean Su.

After her divorce, she certainly couldn’t stay in the house allocated to Lin Zhiguo by the Military District.

She needed to move out as soon as possible.

As soon as she stepped into Dean Su’s office, she heard a woman’s voice, suppressed with irritation and pain.

“Dean Su, please take another look! What on earth is going on? It’s itchy and painful, and no ointment seems to help! Could it be some serious infection?”

Shen Xinyun was in the dean’s office, wearing a mask, but the exposed parts of her forehead and cheeks still showed patches of red rashes, which looked rather alarming.

Dean Su examined her carefully, his brow furrowed. “Doctor Shen, your symptoms are indeed strange… They don’t resemble common skin allergies or infections.”

Shen Xinyun’s eyes were red, and she was frantic with worry.

She had no idea what had happened. After going to bed the night before last, these terrifying rashes had inexplicably appeared.

The medicine brought by the Shen family had no effect.

She could only go to the hospital for tests, trying every possible method, but no clear pathogen was found.

Even the most skilled Dean Su was at a loss!

As for herself… without the Shen family’s medicine, her half-baked medical skills were simply not up to the task!