INCURABLE
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  • Reads 2,893
  • Votes 64
  • Parts 43
  • Time 7h 34m
Ongoing, First published May 24, 2021
Liu QianXiu has practiced medicine for so many years but he had never seen such a big wound.
Mo Wan looked at the injury on her foot and asked, "Doctor, am I badly hurt?" Liu QianXiu glanced at her faintly and said, "Severe. One moment later, the wound would not heal so well."
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111 parts Complete Mature

Tang Qiu was a substitute bride-forced to take her half-sister's place and marry the young master of the Jiang family, a deformed cripple with less than 6 months left to live. "Who would have thought that even a sickly whelp like Jiang Shaocheng would find himself a bride?" "I hear that he's practically on his deathbed and he's only marrying the Fengs' daughter to improve his lifespan." Tang Qiu ignored the whispers around her and focused on her husband-to-be, who coughed violently in his wheelchair. She wasn't afraid of the scars that marked his face, nor was she repulsed by him being confined to a wheelchair. Every morning, she made him breakfast, attended to his needs, and thought of little else beyond her duties as a wife. "Young Master Jiang is a cripple who can't get it up," her best friend argued. "When he dies, you'll still be untouched. You should set your sights higher." "A sickly invalid like Jiang Shaocheng can't give you happiness," her ex-boyfriend insisted. "I'll wait for you." But Young Master Jiang only scoffed. "I have plenty of time left to be with her." Later in their marriage, Jiang Shaocheng wanted to enjoy his little wife in all ways-the press of her lips against his, the brush of skin on skin; the way a husband and wife were supposed to. But Tang Qiu refused him, blushing. "No, we can't. The doctor says you can't exert yourself." Jiang Shaocheng's desire was surging through him, a heat in his core that demanded to be satiated. He cursed, I should have gotten rid of that doctor and the wheelchair long ago. But he yearned to make love to his little wife, and so he revealed his true identity. In the blink of an eye, the deformed cripple transformed into a powerful businessman-tall, dark, and handsome. He quieted Tang Qiu's protests, his body positioned over hers, his arms caging her as she lay on the bed. His voice was low when he asked, "What about now?"