The newly married reborn cold-faced boss dotes on his delicate wife

Yun'e examined the injuries on Jiang Tingxia's face with a serious expression and did not speak for a long time.

Gu Jingshan was the first to lose his temper. "My dear, it's been such a long time. Can you please tell me what you can do to cure Xia Xia's facial injury?"

Although Jiang Tingxia and Li Changpu did not speak, they both looked at Yun'e with anticipation.

Yun'e was a little embarrassed, "It can be cured."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Tingxia's eyes suddenly lit up. Li Changpu held her hand tighter and looked at Jiang Tingxia with great joy.

But before everyone could be happy for long, Yun'e added, "But."

Everyone's heart skipped a beat.

"Xia Xia is pregnant now. I'm afraid the medicine I use will affect the baby in her belly. It will be bad for both Xia Xia and the baby."

Jiang Tingxia looked depressed and placed her hands lightly on her stomach.

"That can't be helped."

Yun'e comforted her again: "Xia Xia, don't be sad. After you give birth to the baby and recover, grandma will help you heal your wounds. It won't take long. In two years at most, your face will be healed."

Jiang Tingxia nodded, agreeing to her grandmother's suggestion, but Li Changpu suddenly said, "No, grandma, since you have a way to restore Tingxia's face, don't wait, treat Tingxia's injury now."

Yun'e said to Li Changpu, "Didn't grandma say that the medicine for the injury would affect the baby in Xia Xia's belly? Of course we have to wait, at least until the baby is born."

Li Changpu paused, as if he couldn't bear it. After a moment, he calmed down and looked at Jiang Tingxia seriously, "I don't want this child."

Jiang Tingxia frowned, and Yun'e and Gu Jingshan said in unison, "Nonsense, that won't work."

Li Changpu said, "I'm serious. Tingxia's facial injury can't wait. It's best to start treatment now. The sooner she gets better, the better."

Gu Jingshan stood up anxiously, very angry, "What do you mean by that?"

"You are disgusted by the scar on my granddaughter's face, and you want her to get it healed immediately, regardless of the fact that she is pregnant with your child."

Jiang Tingxia hurried to explain for Li Changpu, "Grandpa, don't be angry, he won't think that way."

Yun'e also said, "Xiao Li, no matter what, Xia Xia is pregnant, you don't have to worry about the wound on Xia Xia's face. Since I said it can be cured, it can definitely be cured. You can wait for another year at most. It won't be too late to treat it after the baby is born, right?"

Li Changpu stood in front of the two elders and said, "We can't wait."

Yun'e and Gu Jingshan were both a little annoyed and didn't understand why Li Changpu was like this.

"you……"

Li Changpu only said: "I know Tingxia is very unhappy now. She was not like this before. She used to laugh when she wanted to laugh, cry when she wanted to cry, and do whatever she wanted. But after her face was injured, she was no longer as happy as before. Even her relatives, grandma and grandpa, and her lover, me, so many of us who were by Tingxia's side, could not heal the scars in her heart."

"She will only be happy if her face gets better, and I want her to be happy."

During this period of time, Li Changpu was extremely respectful to Jiang Tingxia's elders. He wanted Jiang Tingxia's family to recognize him as soon as possible. But now, his attitude suddenly became tough. He stood in front of the elders and refused to retreat even a single step.

"Nothing is more important to me than hearing Xia happy."

Li Changpu looked back at Jiang Tingxia. She was the most important. Even their child, the child he was looking forward to so much, could not compare to her.

Jiang Tingxia took Li Changpu's hand and said, "I know why you said these words. You are thinking about me."

With tears in her eyes, she pursed her lips to lighten the conversation, "But, this is our child."

"How could I bear it?"

She comforted Li Changpu again, "Just wait a while, it doesn't matter if my face gets better later..."

Li Changpu didn't care that the two elders were still there. Before Jiang Tingxia could finish his words, he hugged him and said, "Don't think too much."

He whispered in her ear: "My Tingxia loves beauty the most, I won't make it difficult for you."

"This child was unexpected in the first place. In fact, I have already figured it out. As long as you are by my side, it doesn't matter if we don't have children. I want you to be healthy and happy for the rest of your life."

Jiang Tingxia let the tears she had been holding back fall, and leaned in front of Li Changpu, "Silly talk."

Seeing the couple hugging each other and crying, Yun'e said quickly: "Xia Xia, good child, don't cry. It's grandma who didn't think of this and didn't consider your feelings. Grandma will find a way. Whether it's the wound on your face or the great-grandson in your belly, grandma has a way."

After comforting Jiang Tingxia, Yun'e hurried out to look up medical books.

Within half a month, Yun'e found a solution. However, not only did she have to use herbs that were harmless to pregnant women, but she also had to reduce the dosage, so the healing process would be slower. Jiang Tingxia thought it was a good idea. Even if Li Changpu said that, she would not give up her child anyway. It didn't matter if it was slower, as long as she could see with her own eyes that her face would get better day by day.

Yun'e was so distressed that when she was doing the initial wound cleaning for Jiang Tingxia, she reduced the dosage of the medicine by half, so Jiang Tingxia had to endure the pain of having his tendons and skin pulled.

Thinking of Jiang Tingxia biting the towel, with a pale face and sweat pouring down, Yun'e couldn't help but feel upset. The next day, when she saw Li Changpu asking about Jiang Tingxia's condition, she said sullenly, "The existing medicinal materials can't play the greatest role. If we can use the heart blood of a man in his prime who is 27 or 28 years old, Xia Xia will get better sooner."

Li Changpu didn't even think about it, "Okay, use mine."

As he said this, he pulled out a dagger from his waist.

Jiang Tingxia had gauze on one side of his face. It was very painful when the wound was being treated, but he endured it for a while and is feeling much better now. Fortunately, this was the only time the wound had to be treated, and he would use medication in the future, so it wouldn't be so painful anymore.

She slapped Li Changpu on the arm, "Stop."

Jiang Tingxia snatched the dagger from Li Changpu's hand. Looking at his expression, he might really stab himself.

She scolded him, "You are confused. You can't tell whether what grandma said is true or not, and you believe such words."

Jiang Tingxia looked at Yun'e again, "Grandma, don't tease him. He is a piece of solid wood and will take it seriously."

Yun'e glanced at Li Changpu. Although he was silly, at least he was sincere to his granddaughter, so she didn't make things difficult for him.

After Yun'e left, Jiang Tingxia glared at Li Changpu, blaming him for being impulsive. Li Changpu felt a little disappointed. He wished that what his grandmother had just said was true.

He would not hesitate to dig out his heart, because he was afraid that he could not do anything for Jiang Tingxia.