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Chapter 75 - 75 75 In the Name of Love

?75: Chapter 75 In the Name of Love 75: Chapter 75 In the Name of Love Looking at the three people before her with different expressions, An Yiqing slowly said, “Minister Qiu, your personality is woodblock-like, strict, and not good with words; Madam Qiu is strong-willed and independent, and actually, she also doesn’t like to speak much.

Some emotions, even if very deep, can be destroyed by the slanderous chatter of the outside world and a lover who doesn’t communicate well.

That’s what happened to Madam Qiu.

Minister Qiu, you held a high position at a very young age.

Naturally, there’s no need to talk about your looks or talent, and there will inevitably be endless gossip outside.

Meanwhile, Madam Qiu is just a university professor, who apart from her academic work, feels completely useless.

As time went on, your status grew higher and higher, and more and more women wanted to climb into your bed.

Madam Qiu obviously couldn’t handle it.

So, after that car accident you had, it gave her an opportunity.”

The room was dead silent, with Lin Chengming and Qiu Yiping listening intently, and Yang Xuan, kneeling on the ground with her face pale, closed her eyes in despair.

It was all her fault, if not for her selfish doubt, their relationship wouldn’t have come to this state today.

“I’ve examined your body, and there’s actually nothing wrong.

However, there is an additional drug in your system, a drug that prevents you from performing in bed.

For the first five years, this drug requires a dose every four days to remain effective.

And the only person capable of doing this is none other than your wife, Madam Qiu.”

Qiu Yiping listened dumbfounded to An Yiqing’s truthful narrative, shock written all over his face.

He slowly lowered his head, looking at his wife on the ground with a pale face and a complex expression.

“Why?” Qiu Yiping’s voice was dry and hoarse.

Yang Xuan’s eyelids fluttered, and she slowly opened her lifeless eyes.

Her face was devoid of color, radiating a sense of defeat and resignation.

“Since we got married, your career went from success to success, and the idle gossip outside increased.

At first, I didn’t believe it, how could our relationship of over twenty years just dissipate.

But then…

one day, a woman with a huge pregnant belly came to the school looking for me and slammed a stack of photos of you two in bed onto my face.

She told me that either I divorce you, or I give her three million yuan.”

Yang Xuan paused for a moment at this point, as if suppressing the humiliation and despair she felt at that time: “In the end, I sold all my dowry and used the three million yuan to send her away.

I thought life would return to normal, but after a month, another woman came asking me for a divorce from you.

I was on the verge of a breakdown and had lost all reason.

Then, suddenly, someone came to me and told me, if you took that drug, you would never be able to consummate a marriage affair, thus would not stray.

I knew very well I couldn’t leave you.

At that time, it seemed to me that you no longer loved me; rather than let you go to someone else, I preferred you take that drug and stay with me forever.”

Yang Xuan said all this in one breath, covered her eyes of despair with both hands, tears streaming down through her fingers as her voice became more and more choked up, “If it weren’t for the words you said today, I would hate you for the rest of my life, blame you.

I’m sorry…

it was me…

I hurt you…”

Hearing Yang Xuan’s words, An Yiqing sighed inwardly.

The matters of the heart are the most hurtful.

“Why have you never asked me about that woman’s affairs?” Qiu Yiping never knew the immense shame and pressure his wife had endured in his seemingly smooth career path.

He had always thought their love was stronger than anything, so he never declared his love for his wife, but he had neglected her feelings.

“Ask you?” Yang Xuan sobbed twice, “What good would asking do?

The photos were already irrefutable evidence, I was afraid if I asked, you would truly leave me.

I don’t want anything else.

I only want you to be true to me.

I don’t want the money, nor the reputation of being a high-ranking official’s wife.

I just want to be with you for our entire lives!

I…”

Before Yang Xuan could finish, Qiu Yiping bent down and embraced her: “I’m sorry, Xiao Xuan, I’m sorry!

I never knew you were in so much pain, it’s my fault for neglecting you!

But I can swear to God, I’ve never done anything to wrong you.

If I’m lying, let me be struck by lightning!”

“I know.

I’ve found out everything today,” Yang Xuan hurriedly covered Qiu Yiping’s mouth, nodding repeatedly, “But still, Ah Ping, I ultimately hurt you.

I’m not worthy of you!

The person who gave me the medicine said, if you’ve taken it for over five years, you’d be completely incapacitated.

I’m the one who hurt you, I deserve to die, I—”

“Don’t talk nonsense.

Xiao Xuan, look at me,” Qiu Yiping raised Yang Xuan’s face with his hand, looking into her swollen, tearful eyes, and said word by word, “If what I am now can keep you at peace for a lifetime, I am willing.”

“Woo…

Wah—!” Hearing her husband’s oath word by word, Yang Xuan finally broke down completely, wailing loudly as if to vent all the pain and torment she had suffered over the years.

The atmosphere in the room was somewhat oppressive, even the onlooker, Lin Chengming, felt his eyes reddening.

“Who says he can’t be healed?”

A soft and gentle voice quietly sounded.

Qiu Yiping and Yang Xuan, who were embracing and weeping, fell silent upon hearing this, staring blankly at the calm girl before them.

“Who says it can’t be cured?

I can not only heal you but do it without leaving any aftereffects,” An Yiqing said with a calm and confident smile.

Yang Xuan hurriedly crawled to An Yiqing while kneeling, clutching desperately at the hem of An Yiqing’s skirt, “Miss An!

I beg you!

Please cure Ah Ping’s illness!

He’s still young.

He should have a child, he has a promising future, he can’t just be ruined like this.

Miss An, I’m begging you.

As long as you can heal him, I will do anything you ask!”

“First, get up,” An Yiqing gently helped Yang Xuan rise from the ground.

“Xiao Xuan, don’t do this,” Qiu Yiping quickly went to Yang Xuan’s side, heartbroken to see his grieving wife, “It’s okay, I don’t care, as long as you don’t despise me.”

“Ah Ping, I…”

“Sit down and listen to me,” An Yiqing said softly, interrupting the tearful conversation between the couple, “This is not an incurable disease.

You both should not be overly mournful.”

“Divine Doctor An, can my brother really be saved?” Lin Chengming, too, was moved by the love between his brother-in-law and his wife.

Upon hearing An Yiqing speak, he asked excitedly.