I was sold when I opened my eyes! My sick and disabled husband comforts me every night after he wake

Upon hearing this, even the one-eyed bandit, despite his deep resentment, dared not utter a word. The other bandits, seeing this, also dared not speak out in anger.

Seeing that the bandits were all looking at him, he spoke up again, loudly admonishing them:

"Brothers, go back now. If you want to continue being bandits, then choose a new leader. If you don't want to continue being bandits, then go back to your hometowns. I will not be on the same path as you from now on."

Seeing that he had made up his mind, the one-eyed bandit could only symbolically clasp his hands in greeting, then reluctantly turned his horse around and rode away with the dozen or so bandits.

What just happened left Lan Zhi momentarily stunned, and Xiang Xiu whispered something in her ear.

"Sister Lanzhi, how come Mo Ning has connections with bandits? What's going on?"

Lan Zhi shook her head, equally puzzled.

"I have no idea……"

Seeing that the dozen or so bandits had left, Yuan Tianxiong approached her again, solemnly clasped his hands in greeting,

"Dr. Lan, please take me in. Although I have nothing of value, I am strong and can work. I have martial arts skills and can protect you. I can also drive a carriage..."

Lan Zhi blinked hard a few times, then ran blankly to Mo Ning's carriage and asked in surprise,

"What...what exactly is going on? That bandit?"

Mo Ning frowned slightly and explained casually:

“He is my sworn brother, but we were separated for some reason. It is fate that we have met here. If he is willing to travel with us, you should agree! The journey to the capital is long, and having someone who knows kung fu by our side will be helpful. What do you say?”

She gave a helpless, bitter smile.

“He’s already sent his bandit brothers away. It’s obvious they have no choice but to stay, so does my opinion even matter?”

"Of course it's important. If you find it inconvenient, I'll let him go right now."

As he spoke, he reached to lift the sedan curtain, but Lan Zhi quickly stopped him.

"Alright, if he wants to stay, let him stay. We won't miss out on one more pair of chopsticks."

Upon hearing this, Mo Ning's lips curled into a beautiful smile.

Mo Ning felt at ease knowing Yuan Tianxiong was staying, but it filled Mao Mao and Xiang Xiu with fear; they didn't even dare to look him in the eye.

With him around, Nie Yuan was spared a lot of trouble along the way and no longer had to worry about encountering bad guys.

Half a month later

They traveled at a leisurely pace, stopping frequently along the way, and were getting closer and closer to the capital.

They settled in Rongcheng at dusk.

After checking into the inn, Nie Yuan went to arrange dinner, Yuan Tianxiong went to feed the horses, and Xiangxiu and Mao Mao ran to the street to watch the excitement. They did this every time they arrived in a city, and everyone was used to it.

Mo Ning, sitting in his wheelchair, watched Lan Zhi washing her hands and couldn't help but ask:

"You said yesterday that I could take these things off my foot today and stand up and walk, is that true?"

Lan Zhi grabbed a dry towel and dried her hands, then nodded as she walked towards him.

"Yeah, you still doubt me?"

Mo Ning quickly shook his head.

“I don’t doubt you, I just can’t believe that I can really stand up again.”

As he spoke, he kept rubbing his hands together, seemingly eagerly anticipating being able to stand up again.

Lan Zhi didn't delay either. She touched Xiao Xin's necklace, signaling it to protect the room and prevent anyone from disturbing it. Then she picked up her first-aid kit and came to Mo Ning's side, placing his legs on the chair in front of him, and began to remove the cast from his leg...

Mo Ning's handsome eyes were fixed on Lan Zhi's nimble hands, not daring to look away for a moment.

Lan Zhi had a good understanding of his injury. In a short while, she removed the cast and bandages from his foot. Looking at the shocking scar on his ankle, Lan Zhi spoke softly with apology.

"Your foot already had external injuries, and with this internal treatment, these scars are inevitable, but they will lessen over time."

As she spoke, she picked up a wet wipe and cleaned his ankle, then packed up the first-aid kit. She took a deep breath and gestured for him to proceed.

"Young Master Mo, please stand up and try!"

Mo Ning looked at her with an incredulous expression.

"Right now?"

She nodded emphatically.

"Yes, right now."

Mo Ning gripped the wheelchair armrests tightly with both hands, tried to lift her buttocks upwards with all her might, bent her legs, and struggled to get up, but ultimately failed.

He plopped down in his wheelchair, sighed dejectedly, and raised his hand to pound his legs.

"I'm so useless, I can't even feel any strength in my legs."

Lan Zhi smiled, stepped forward to help him up, and reminded him:

"Your legs haven't been used for five years, and you've only just recovered. How can you move them as freely as before? Come on, let me help you up. Let's take it slow."

As she spoke, she placed his hand on her shoulder and her other hand on his waist, helping him slowly stand up.

Experiencing the feeling of standing on his own for the first time, Mo Ning trembled with excitement. Lan Zhi reminded him again in his ear.

"Now try to take a step forward."

She felt that Mo Ning was like a toddler just learning to walk; she needed to be patient with him to help him learn to walk on his own as soon as possible.

Mo Ning tentatively took a step, then a second. While he was practicing diligently, Lan Zhi slipped away. Mo Ning opened his arms and walked slowly forward, completely unaware of her presence.

After walking five or six steps, he excitedly said:

"Lan Zhi, look, with your support, I really can walk now."

Lan Zhi chuckled softly behind him.

“You can walk even without my support.”

Only then did Mo Ning realize that Lan Zhi was no longer by his side.

He suddenly felt his legs go weak and he collapsed to the ground. Lan Zhi rushed forward in a panic.

"How did you fall? You were walking perfectly fine just now."

When she went to help him, he suddenly grabbed her, pulled her into his arms, and held her tightly with both arms.

He lovingly stroked her hair, patted her back, and murmured softly to herself.

"Lan Zhi, thank you. You gave me a new life. How can I ever repay you?"

His words brought tears to Lan Zhi's eyes instantly. She shook her head vigorously and choked out:

"I told you long ago, you don't need to repay me. If you really want to repay me, then spend the rest of your life with me!"

Her words made him tense up. He then lifted her head from his arms, his handsome eyes burning with passion as he gazed at her tenderly.

Lan Zhi nervously swallowed, watching the face gradually approaching and feeling his warm breath. Her body suddenly went limp, and her heart began to pound wildly.

He suddenly lowered his head and brought his lips to hers, pressing them together. Her lips were so soft and sweet that he instantly lost control...

She had lost the ability to resist, letting him kiss her forcefully. Besides responding, she didn't know what else she could do.

He had never kissed a woman before, nor had he ever imagined that he would be so enamored with any woman's lips.

Facing the woman who gave him a second life, he felt more than just gratitude towards her; he had already fallen deeply in love with her, and he had even fantasized countless times about kissing her.

However, given his uncertainty about whether he could stand up, protect her, and give her happiness, he dared not cross the line.

Now, he has finally stood up, and in his excitement, he has finally done what he had always wanted to do but never dared to.

His kiss deepened, the sweet saliva swirling between their tongues, leaving her mind blank. She instinctively hugged him tighter and tighter.

He suddenly gripped her hand tightly, slowly pressing it down as he whispered a soft murmur into her ear.

"I want you……"