Chapter 83: It Truly Was a Nightmare for Sheng Zexi

Gu Jianing was telling the truth—she really did trust Sheng Zexi.

After all, she had lived a previous life.

In her past life, this man had always treated her as the one and only love in his heart. Even though she hadn’t married him, and even while he was alive, he never married anyone else or got involved with any other woman.

He even risked his life to rush into a burning building to find her.

When he died, his will stated that he wanted to be buried together with her.

In her previous life, Gu Jianing truly saw the meaning of “love until death” in Sheng Zexi.

Even though Gu Jianing felt she wasn’t a particularly good woman and didn’t deserve such devotion from Sheng Zexi, he still did all of this for her.

Given a second chance, she chose to marry Sheng Zexi.

And that was undoubtedly the right choice.

His thoughtfulness and tenderness, his love and care, were like a blazing fire—no matter if her heart was made of stone or ice, under such warmth, she would eventually melt.

So, whether in her past life or this one, she always believed in Sheng Zexi’s love for her.

Her so-called questioning just now was really just another way of acting spoiled.

Sheng Zexi had been feeling a bit down, thinking Gu Jianing didn’t like him that much, but now, hearing that Ningning trusted him, he felt reassured.

It must be because he’d behaved well that Ningning could trust him so completely.

Sheng Zexi felt he needed to keep up the good work.

At this point, Sheng Zexi no longer dwelled on whether she loved him or not, and simply told Gu Jianing about Peng Wenjing.

Even though Ningning said she trusted him, he still needed to explain.

Gu Jianing had actually figured it out after listening to Sister Yu that afternoon.

It was Peng Wenjing who liked Sheng Zexi, but Sheng Zexi didn’t like her.

In fact, there were plenty of women in the military district who liked Sheng Zexi. Gu Jianing could understand—after all, this man had background, ability, and looks. Aside from his sharp tongue, he was basically flawless.

She was the only one who foolishly rejected him in her past life.

Luckily, she seized the chance this time around.

As for Peng Wenjing, she had been pestering Sheng Zexi by relying on her brother, the regimental commander, which made Gu Jianing frown.

Peng Wenjing was really relentless.

She probably still hadn’t given up on Sheng Zexi, otherwise she wouldn’t have targeted Gu Jianing at the hospital.

Who knew what tricks she might try next?

But Gu Jianing wasn’t afraid.

She, Gu Jianing, had never been afraid of challenges.

Anyone who dared try to steal her man, she’d fight back!

“The water’s getting cold,” Sheng Zexi reminded her.

He picked up a towel, placed Gu Jianing’s legs on his lap, carefully wiped them, put socks on her, and then tucked the petite Gu Jianing into the bed that had been warmed by the heated brick bed.

“Stay cozy inside, I’ll go pour out the water and be right back.”

“Okay.”

Sheng Zexi carried out the basin, poured out the water, and quickly returned. He got into bed as well, and the couple fell asleep in each other’s arms.

Outside, the snow was falling even heavier.

Sheng Zexi, who usually slept soundly, actually had a rare dream that night.

He wasn’t sure if he was dreaming, because everything felt so real.

In the dream, it seemed he’d gone back to the day Gu Jianing jumped into the river.

That day, he was also waiting at the entrance of Huaihua Village, but the only thing he got was the matchmaker’s rejection.

After that, he saw Ningning marry that educated youth Wen...

On the heated bed, Sheng Zexi suddenly opened his eyes, jolted awake from the nightmare.

Dreaming of not being able to marry the one he loved—this truly was a nightmare for Sheng Zexi.

After a moment, Sheng Zexi finally came to his senses.

He looked down at the sweetly sleeping girl in his arms, her delicate, beautiful face tinged with a rosy glow. He hugged Gu Jianing even tighter, feeling the soft warmth of his little wife, and his heart gradually calmed down.

It was just a dream.

Dreams and reality are opposites.

In reality, he had married Ningning. She was his wife, right here in his arms.

Sheng Zexi lowered his head and gently kissed Gu Jianing’s smooth forehead, his eyes full of tenderness and love. “Ningning, I’m so glad we’re together.”

“We’ll be together forever.”

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Soon, someone from the military district hospital came to discuss a partnership with Gu Jianing.

They offered two options: one was a direct buyout—5,000 yuan for each formula, so 10,000 yuan for both; the other was a profit-sharing deal, with a 10% royalty.

“Comrade Gu, the price for the stomach pills and the medicated plaster is set relatively low, since we want to benefit soldiers and ordinary people. The 10% royalty isn’t much either, so I suggest you go with the buyout for both formulas.”

The person negotiating was Dr. Hao from the hospital’s gynecology department. She was chosen because she was also a woman, and she had a good reputation for being fair and easygoing.

Her suggestion was also quite reasonable and in Gu Jianing’s best interest.

If Gu Jianing chose the buyout, she’d get 10,000 yuan for both formulas and instantly become a “ten-thousand-yuan household.”

That term wouldn’t even exist until the late 1980s, and it was only the 1970s now—so that shows just how much money this was.

Dr. Hao couldn’t help but marvel—Sheng Zexi had really married an incredible wife. Just selling two formulas, she’d earned 10,000 yuan.

Most people couldn’t make that much in a lifetime.

Gu Jianing appreciated Dr. Hao’s good intentions. If she hadn’t been reborn, if she hadn’t seen how prices would soar and the economy would boom in the future, she might have agreed to Dr. Hao’s suggestion. But...

“Dr. Hao, I’ll choose the profit-sharing option, but not at 10%.”

Dr. Hao was surprised that Gu Jianing would turn down the buyout. Did she think 10% was too little?

Actually, during the meeting, Dr. Hao had also thought 10% was a bit low.

After all, both formulas belonged to Gu Jianing. If she produced, manufactured, and sold them herself, she’d get 100% of the profits. Ten percent really wasn’t that generous.

But what Gu Jianing said next caught her completely off guard.

“I only want 1%.”

“One percent? Comrade Gu, are you sure?”

This time, Dr. Hao was truly shocked. She’d thought Gu Jianing would want more than 10%, but she only wanted 1%.

Gu Jianing smiled gently. “Yes. Actually, the reason I first thought of making the stomach pills and rheumatism plaster was because Brother Xi had problems in both areas. I know that soldiers spend years training hard and going on missions, so most of them have these issues.”

“They’re out there protecting us, risking their lives, so we can have a peaceful life. Especially since my husband is a soldier, I understand this even more. That’s why I want to do something for them.”"