Bai Xiao finished her shift early and left the hospital, fearing she would get entangled by these people again.
About a week ago, An Zhiyuan had called her, saying he probably couldn’t come home for about half a month because he was on a very important mission.
Knowing it was confidential, Bai Xiao didn’t ask more questions; she was already quite the qualified wife in demeanor and quality.
She wouldn’t ask what she shouldn’t, and whatever An Zhiyuan could tell her, he would; what he couldn’t, not even death would make him reveal it to her.
Just as she took out her keys to unlock the door, the neighboring door opened.
Li Jiao was leaning on a crutch, with a very pale complexion.
"What’s wrong?" Seeing Li Jiao’s complexion, Bai Xiao thought she might be sick.
"Let’s talk inside!" Li Jiao followed Bai Xiao into the house, with an urgency that left Bai Xiao stunned for a long time.
"What happened? Your complexion doesn’t look good."
She poured a glass of boiled water for Li Jiao after entering and sat opposite her.
"So, what is it?"
"Dr. Bai, I think you should go check on Chief An. It’s not good for a couple to be apart so often. It’s been a week since Chief An has come home; you might as well go see him." Li Jiao had been uncomfortable all afternoon before deciding to put it this way; she couldn’t just bluntly tell someone that their man was getting cozy with another woman and that she should go and defend her home.
Bai Xiao was taken aback. Wei sister had said the same thing in the morning, and now Li Jiao was saying it in the evening; could it be that Zhiyuan really cucklded her?
Otherwise, why would these women be so anxious?
"Isn’t that unnecessary? He’s on a mission, and he’ll be back in a few days."
What on earth had An Zhiyuan done to have these army wives collectively bothering her?
"Dr. Bai, you can’t take this lightly. Let me tell you, men also need a woman’s tenderness. You should visit him from time to time, show some concern and a bit of gentle affection, so he can feel the warmth of home. Especially since, you young couples should have a child sooner—it helps settle a man’s heart." Li Jiao was like talking to a brick wall; they were in that state, and Dr. Bai was still swallowing her grievances, not wanting to make Zhiyuan lose face.
Bai Xiao smiled wryly. They had been married for only two months; having a child so soon seemed a bit quick, she wasn’t even mentally prepared to be a mother yet.
Of course, if it happened, she wouldn’t oppose it; having a child with her own bloodline was indeed a beautiful thing, like a soft Little Tangyuan at her side—it would be nice.
But her period had just ended two days ago, so she definitely wasn’t pregnant.
"Li Jiao, what’s the matter? Speak clearly if you have something to say; otherwise, I’m completely puzzled, like a monk who can’t find his head—it’s just holding things up!" Bai Xiao didn’t want to play guessing games.
Misunderstandings stemmed from not speaking clearly, and she didn’t want to live like that.
Li Jiao clenched her teeth; Bai Xiao was a straightforward person, not likely to understand these roundabout talks.
So be it, she’d play the villain.
"Today I saw a gaudily dressed woman sitting in Chief An’s car; she didn’t seem like a good person. The entire compound is buzzing with talk, and it’s not good for Chief An’s reputation. You should talk to him; a prodigal son returning is worth more than gold, don’t let him ruin his future." She couldn’t bring herself to say more.
Fearing Bai Xiao would lose face.
She stood up to take her leave.