After Marrying the Officer Chapter 1232 - 1231: Weighing Pros and Cons

Before Xia Chuyi could finish her words, Huo Shiqian softly patted her and remarked, "Don’t overthink it, this issue isn’t related to you at all."

"Getting removed from the Ou Family and then coming back from the Xia Family to the Ou Family—these aren’t events you could influence," Huo Shiqian explained, "Truth be told, Song Zhicheng and your second brother were only children back then."

"Yet when it comes to caring for you, they certainly slipped up," Huo Shiqian stated evenly, "Karma catches up eventually; if you dig deep enough, the blame rests squarely on him."

"This..." Xia Chuyi shook her head as she listened, "It’s messy and tough to sort out."

Huo Shiqian patted her softly once more, adding, "Okay, stop dwelling on it; you’ll witness their matters firsthand."

"Hmm." Xia Chuyi nodded with a sigh, "That’s the only option left for me."

"By the way..." Xia Chuyi inquired abruptly, "How’s Brother Song’s injury doing?"

"Shiqian, shouldn’t I hunt down a medicinal food recipe for him too?" Xia Chuyi questioned Huo Shiqian, her eyes sparkling.

Hearing this, Huo Shiqian’s brows knit slightly as he gazed down at his wife.

"This needs some serious thought," Huo Shiqian warned gravely, "Medicinal food recipes aren’t miracle cures for everything."

"Chuyi..." Huo Shiqian continued, "You can’t rely on medicinal recipes to fix every problem."

Xia Chuyi naturally grasped what Huo Shiqian meant.

He was cautioning his wife about this.

Should she keep deploying medicinal food recipes so freely and openly,

over time, even with Huo Shiqian’s efforts to shield her, he couldn’t ensure nothing suspicious would surface.

"Oh, Shiqian..." Xia Chuyi gave her husband’s arm a light shake, "It’s merely a basic ’trauma formula’, nothing major."

With the driver present in the car, Xia Chuyi kept her words vague.

Her point was that treating the lingering effects of Song Zhicheng’s hand injury just called for a straightforward "trauma formula", so little cover-up was required.

Huo Shiqian shook his head, replying, "We’ll discuss it once we’re home."

Ever since getting pregnant, his wife had grown rather "impulsive with her feelings."

She remained unaware that Song Zhicheng’s hand injury differed from Wang Zicheng’s case.

Song Zhicheng’s hand wasn’t totally ruined.

It simply lacked power, trembling persistently whenever force was applied.

For conditions like this, modern medicine offered paths such as rehab exercises and intense practice.

Chinese medicine could assist too, through acupuncture and treatments.

In the end, success hinged on Song Zhicheng’s own determination.

Under these conditions, a sudden "medicine" fully healing Song Zhicheng’s hand would spark a sensation.

Thus, back home alone with Xia Chuyi, Huo Shiqian stated, "Chuyi, Song Zhicheng’s hand isn’t completely hopeless."

"Should he commit fully, steady rehab paired with Chinese medicine treatments could restore it to seventy or eighty percent."

"However, if your medicinal food abruptly restores his hand fully..."

Huo Shiqian shook his head, declaring, "Far too eye-catching."

"Chuyi, Song Zhicheng’s wound isn’t fatal," Huo Shiqian reasoned steadily, "So there’s no rush for you to step in right now."