Reborn in the 80s: The Smart Wife with a Secret Space Chapter 1250: Who Told You to Pry?

Xinyan distinctly perceived the shift in Mr. Ye’s demeanor, but it was not her place to pry into such personal matters.

Once the others had departed, Mr. Ye turned his gaze to Xinyan, inquiring, "If my body is treated, how much longer do I have to live?"

Upon hearing this question, Xinyan couldn't help but knit her brows together.

Before she could offer a response, Mr. Ye elaborated, "I fear my constitution won't endure until I locate the individual I seek."

Xinyan acknowledged his predicament: "Mr. Ye, allow me to examine your pulse once more."

Mr. Ye readily complied, extending his arm: "Han, may I address you by that name?"

As it was merely a name, Xinyan found no objection: "Whatever brings you happiness."

Mr. Ye then asked with palpable earnestness, "Young lady, tell me truthfully, after you administer treatment, how much longer shall I remain alive?"

After a brief contemplation, Xinyan stated, "Considering your current physical state, I am of the opinion that conservative management, alongside my acupuncture, would yield the best results. Living for several more years should not pose an issue."

Her assertion was deliberately measured, as absolute guarantees are impossible. Nevertheless, this prognosis was sufficient to bring tears to Mr. Ye's eyes: "Excellent, excellent, excellent. This is ample time for me to find him. My only wish is to depart without any lingering regrets."

Following their discussion, both parties concurred to commence the treatment the subsequent day at Mr. Du's residence.

With their arrangements concluded, Xinyan returned to the ward to conclude Grandpa Jiao’s acupuncture session.

As she turned, the sight of He Jinxuan waiting nearby caught her eye: "Have you finished your errand?"

Earlier, during her acupuncture treatment of Grandpa Jiao, he had been compelled to leave due to an urgent matter, yet he had returned with remarkable speed.

Upon He Jinxuan's return to the ward and his failure to find Xinyan, he had inquired around, only to discover that someone had visited her. A flicker of unease prompted him to seek her out.

However, upon hearing Xinyan's question, his ears flushed a faint red, a detail Xinyan did not miss: "Be forthright, what was the purpose of your recent excursion? Your expression seems rather peculiar."

He Jinxuan let out a soft cough: "It was nothing of consequence. Come, it is nearly time to remove the needles."

Observing his evasiveness: "Are you experiencing pangs of guilt?"

Noticing Xinyan's persistent gaze, which clearly indicated she would not be placated without a candid answer, he leaned in and whispered into her ear, "As there is no one familiar around, I went to procure some contraceptives."

His words instantly caused Xinyan's face to bloom with a blush. She grasped his implication; given their distance from the residential compound and the absence of acquaintances, acquiring contraceptives would be an unembarrassing affair.

Xinyan shot him a reproving glance and purposefully strode towards Grandpa Jiao’s ward.

He Jinxuan could not suppress a chuckle: Who instructed you to probe into every detail?

After assisting with the removal of Grandpa Jiao’s needles and providing necessary post-treatment instructions, they bid farewell to He Jinxuan and departed.

He Jinxuan led Xinyan directly to the department store, aligning with their prior arrangements.

Initially, Xinyan had not intended to go, but He Jinxuan was adamant that with the new semester on the horizon, she required attire for the autumn season, leaving her no room for objection.

Witnessing his unwavering resolve, Xinyan felt compelled to concur.

He Jinxuan spared no expense, swiftly procuring two complete outfits, a pair of shoes, and a skirt for Xinyan.

Had Xinyan not intervened to halt his shopping spree, He Jinxuan likely would have continued indefinitely.

This lavish spending attracted numerous admiring glances.

Upon their return to the residential compound, weighed down by shopping bags, another wave of wistful remarks surfaced: "Captain He truly cherishes his wife, purchasing so many items in one go."

"They have only recently married, and he is already lavishing such expenditure on clothing. It appears they have little regard for financial prudence; they are quite extravagant."

Regardless of the external commentary, the couple remained entirely unfazed.

As soon as He Jinxuan entered the courtyard, he instructed, "Proceed inside and organize our belongings while I take care of the cooking."

Upon hearing this, those engaged in conversation near his dwelling walls emitted yet another chorus of envy and admiration.

Before long, the narrative of Captain He's affectionate devotion to his wife permeated the entire residential compound.

Irrespective of the rampant gossip circulating outside, the couple had neither the inclination nor the time to be concerned, as He Jinxuan honed his culinary prowess in the kitchen while Xinyan dedicated herself to formulating a treatment strategy for Mr. Ye.

However, unexpectedly, prior to the commencement of the treatment, Xinyan received word from Mr. Ye, conveyed through an intermediary, stating that a last-minute complication had arisen, preventing him from attending his treatment session. He conveyed his profound apologies.

Xinyan possessed a vague premonition regarding the circumstances. It was highly probable that news pertaining to the individual he had been searching for had surfaced.