Jiang Hao returned to Baohe Hall. There were no patients in the clinic. Bai Suzhen sat in the Consultation Room with a medical book before her, but she was not reading it. She was lost in thought, as though something weighed on her mind.
Jiang Hao could more or less guess what his wife was thinking.
"What's wrong, my wife?"
"Ah, nothing." Bai Suzhen looked up at Jiang Hao and gave him a smile.
She did not want her husband to know about the Centipede Demon, fearing he might put himself in danger. So she did her best to hide it, yet she had no idea how to resolve the matter. Since entering the world, Bai Suzhen had never faced anything that felt this difficult.
Why was it difficult?
Because she now had someone she cared about.
Before, she could simply run away. Now, she could not. For the first time, she truly understood what it meant to be caught between two impossible choices.
That evening, Bai Suzhen went home with Jiang Hao and prepared a whole table of dishes for him. She had already made up her mind.
If she remained by her husband's side, she would inevitably bring him danger. She intended to leave Hangzhou with Xiao Qing and fight Golden Cymbals Dharma King. Even if she died in battle, it would be fine. At least she would not drag her husband down. If she was lucky enough to return, she could still remain with him for the rest of their lives.
Tonight might be her last night with her husband, and Bai Suzhen treasured every moment of it.
She poured Jiang Hao a cup of wine, raised her own cup, and said, "Husband, I toast you."
Jiang Hao picked up his cup and asked with a smile,