Mrs. Lu shook her head: "I don't know."

She felt a little depressed; perhaps all she could do was envy others.

Lin Qingyan refused to accept the gifts brought by Zheng Yuanchao and Lu's mother. She felt that accepting their gifts would create a rift between them.

While Lin Qingyan was giving the items to someone else, the two quickly dropped them and ran out.

Lin Qingyan quickly grabbed her things and chased after them, stopping their car, but still resolutely refused to take their belongings.

"Young educated youth, why are you so stubborn?"

"Comrade Zheng, Auntie, I really can't accept your things. If someone reports me, I'm finished."

"Hey, this is just us thanking you. We're not asking you to do anything against the rules. It's entirely voluntary on our part, so what can anyone say?"

"But I'm scared. Please take it away. If you don't, I'll feel guilty."

Zheng Yuanchao and his mother were both disappointed, but since they couldn't refuse, they had no choice but to take the things back with them.

Although Lin Qingyan felt that she was being a bit cold-hearted, she instinctively didn't want to accept their gifts. If she did, she would probably feel uneasy.

On their way home, Zheng Yuanchao and his mother sighed deeply.

“Son, you said you’ve taken a liking to that girl, but she absolutely refuses to accept any gifts we give her. Do you think she’s figured something out, sensed that you’re interested in her, and that’s why she won’t accept our gifts? Son, she doesn’t like you at all.”

As soon as she finished speaking, the bicycle came to a screeching halt.

Zheng Yuanchao looked ahead with a grim expression. "Mom, do you think Lin Zhiqing has someone in her heart?"

"How would I know? But I heard that she doesn't have a boyfriend yet, and I don't know if she has someone she likes."

"Mom, how about we find a matchmaker to propose marriage to your family?"

After thinking for a moment, Mrs. Zheng said, "That's fine. We're too embarrassed to ask, but if the matchmaker asks, we'll know everything."

"OK."

At noon, Lin Qingyan and her mother-in-law went home to cook. After lunch, Lin Qingyan asked her mother-in-law if she wanted to take a nap. Her mother-in-law yawned, so Lin Qingyan told her to go back inside and sit on the kang (a heated brick bed).

Lin Qingyan sat down in front of Grandma Lin and gently patted her back.

"Grandma, I'm going to the brigade leader's house to treat Comrade Lu's illness in a little while. You stay home and sleep well, and don't wander around when you wake up."

Grandma Lin, holding a cloth tiger in her arms, nodded: "Grandma knows, Grandma will be good. I won't go anywhere, I'll wait for the girl to come back."

"My mother-in-law is so sweet."

"Girl, do you like it?" Grandma Lin asked with a smile.

"I like it, of course I like it."

"That's good. Grandma will always be good, hehe, and the girl will always like me."

"Yes, Mother-in-law. Come on, get some sleep."

Before long, Lin Qingyan had coaxed her mother-in-law to sleep. Soft calls echoed in the quiet room, but less than a minute later, her snoring was as loud as a cow's.

Lin Qingyan shook her head: "Mother-in-law, thankfully you don't snore when you sleep at night."

She closed the door, then locked the main gate from the outside before going to the brigade leader's house.

The captain's family had just finished eating. Lu Zhengting was sitting in his wheelchair in the yard, basking in the sun. When he saw Lin Qingyan coming over, he greeted her with a smile.

"Comrade Lin, you've arrived."

"Um."

Lin Qingyan walked up to him and, just like yesterday, squatted down beside his legs.

He instinctively tried to pull his legs back, but he couldn't feel anything below his knees and couldn't pull them back at all.

Lin Qingyan said, "The light is good here, I'd like to take another look at your legs."

Lin Qingyan swore to herself that she had no intention of making a lewd move on Lu Zhengting; she was simply acting out of her professional instinct as a doctor to examine his injuries.

"Okay." Lu Zhengting nodded.

Lin Qingyan lifted his trouser leg and saw again his two straight, white, hairy calves. Her gaze quickly moved up to his knees, carefully examining the scars left by the explosion.

"Comrade Lu, I need to give you acupuncture. Let's go back inside."

"good."

Lu's mother and the rest of the Li family came out and pushed Lu Zhengting back into the house. During acupuncture, Lu Zhengting needed to lie on the kang (a heated brick bed) in a well-lit area near the window. After Lu Zhengting lay down on the kang, because he was lying in a position that was too far in, Lin Qingyan had to go up to the kang to perform acupuncture on him. So, she took off her shoes and naturally climbed up to Lu Zhengting.

This behavior might be interpreted in other people's eyes, but Lin Qingyan felt no embarrassment. As long as she could cure the patient, many behaviors that others considered irregular were considered normal by her.

Mother Lu also took off her shoes and climbed onto the kang (a heated brick bed), standing by her side so that she could help Lin Qingyan.

Lu's mother pulled down Lu Zhengting's trouser leg, and Lin Qingyan first used an alcohol-soaked disinfectant cotton swab to wipe and disinfect him, then opened the acupuncture kit and gave Lu Zhengting acupuncture.

Because Lu Zhengting had no feeling in his lower limbs, he didn't feel anything when he was receiving acupuncture. He could only see Lin Qingyan's small hands waving around as if she was scratching him, which made his entire upper body unusually tense.

Seeing that he seemed very nervous, Lin Qingyan took a closer look at his ears, which were red again.

Oh well, what can I do? He's allergic to the opposite sex.

Before, he would turn red just by her getting close to him, but now she can touch his legs freely. No wonder he's embarrassed.

"Comrade Lu, I am a professional doctor, I am just here to treat you, please don't be nervous."

The patient's emotional changes can also affect the treatment effect of the injury, so she tried her best to comfort Lu Zhengting.

Lu Zhengting nodded, took a few deep breaths, and slowly calmed himself down.

However, it had no effect whatsoever.

Because the doctor was Lin Qingyan, he simply couldn't calm down.

Lin Qingyan didn't keep staring at his ears; healing his injuries was the most important thing right now.

Half an hour later, Lu Zhengting's knees were covered with silver needles. Lin Qingyan sat down to rest for a while, and Li Qinqin brought her some hot water to drink.

Looking at Lin Qingyan sitting on the kang (a heated brick bed), her forehead covered in sweat, Lu Zhengting felt an urge to hold her in his hands.

"Comrade Lin, you've really worked hard."

Lin Qingyan wiped the sweat from her forehead and said with a smile, "It's nothing. I feel very satisfied to be able to help the patient."

"oh oh."

This made Lu Zhengting feel that being able to be one of her patients was a very happy thing.

She sat on the kang (a heated brick bed), so close to him, wishing this moment could last a little longer.

Another half hour passed, and it was time for Lin Qingyan to remove the needles from Lu Zhengting.

She carefully placed the removed silver needles one by one into her acupuncture kit, and then massaged the area after the acupuncture treatment.

Lin Qingyan said to Lu's mother, "Auntie, let me give Comrade Lu a massage first. You can watch the technique, and after I leave, you can give Comrade Lu a massage."

"Okay, go ahead and press it, I'll watch."