TFWYH – Chapter 28 Still Not Slept

“Keep the money you earned yourself.” Madam Jiang pushed the silver notes back to her and said earnestly, “Eighty taels is a lot. I was surprised too. But, Wan-niang, how can money ever be more important than people?”

“Why not?” Tang Wan tilted her little head, looking puzzled.

Didn’t people always say, “Money isn’t everything, but without money, you’re nothing”?

And “Even a hero is stumped without a single coin!”

Before she came here, this family had nearly fallen apart just because of poverty.

Back when she was Unit 0527, she’d seen even more people turn against each other over profits.

In her understanding, money was very important—at least as important as people!

Humans couldn’t survive without money!

Seeing that Tang Wan didn’t get it, Madam Jiang rephrased: “Then what if someone offered you eighty taels in exchange for me? Would you do it?”

Tang Wan fell silent upon hearing that. After a long moment, she shook her head.

Just as Madam Jiang was feeling relieved, she saw Tang Wan hold up her hand and seriously show her five fingers:
“At least five thousand taels!”

Madam Jiang: “!!”

She nearly choked on her breath.

She stared at Tang Wan… or rather, at her brain, in disbelief. Regaining composure, she quickly changed the subject: “Then… what about Yue’er? How much would she be worth in your heart?”

This time, Tang Wan didn’t even need to think:
“Five thousand five hundred taels!”

Madam Jiang: “…What about Chen’er?”

Tang Wan: “Six thousand taels!”

Madam Jiang: …

Great.

She, the mother-in-law, was at the bottom of the list.

In Tang Wan’s heart, she was the least valuable.

Why did she suddenly feel kind of… indignant?

Veins bulging on her forehead, Madam Jiang forced a smile, but her voice squeezed out through gritted teeth:
“And Yu’er? How much would you need to be willing to trade him?”

Tang Wan fell deep into thought again.

Madam Jiang didn’t interrupt, letting her think. In fact, she was quite curious—just how highly did her eldest son rank in Tang Wan’s heart?

But the more Tang Wan thought, the more conflicted her expression became.

Madam Jiang, feeling secretly smug, took a sip of water from the side.

So what if I’m the cheapest—at least I gave birth to a valuable son.
She’d seen how much Tang Wan adored Ling Yu. There’s no way Tang Wan would bear to give him up.

Just as this thought landed—

Tang Wan gave her a pitiful look and said with a straight face:
“We haven’t even slept together yet. Trading him now would be such a loss!”

PFFT—!!
Madam Jiang spat out her water on the spot!

What the hell was that supposed to mean?!

Her son and daughter-in-law hadn’t even consummated their marriage?

But they slept in the same room every night!

Madam Jiang, shocked inside and out, immediately stormed off to Ling Yu’s room.

No one knew what she said to him, but later, when Tang Wan came in to change Ling Yu’s dressing, the way he looked at her was… indescribable.

On closer inspection, even the tips of his ears were red!

Tang Wan glanced at him suspiciously, holding a jar of ointment and fresh bandages as she came over to the bed.

The ointment was originally prescribed by Doctor Li, but she had added herbs from her spatial dimension, which would help regenerate and strengthen the nerves in his leg.

Otherwise, even if it healed, he’d walk with a limp forever.

And she did not want her handsome husband to end up with a limp!

As for the inflammation, that needed to be dealt with too.

Chinese medicine was too slow at reducing inflammation—Western meds were faster.

So she decided to use IV antibiotics on her handsome husband.

Her goal was to get his body in shape before the surgery!

Which meant—no matter what, she couldn’t go to sleep tonight!

She’d wait until he fell asleep, then sneak in the IV drip.

Tang Wan had her mind full of things and didn’t bother to figure out what kind of mood Ling Yu was in.

After getting his consent, she began changing his bandages.

She didn’t notice that Ling Yu hesitated several times, seemingly wanting to say something.

Ah, people…

Always had a bit of a masochistic streak—and Ling Meiren (Pretty Boy) was no exception!

He clearly wanted to say something, but Tang Wan didn’t notice.

That irritated him a little.

Ling Yu glanced down at his leg, eyes shifting. Suddenly, he sucked in a sharp breath and furrowed his brows.

Tang Wan immediately paused her movements and asked gently,
“Did I hurt you?”