Chapter 194 Socks—Wrong Socks!

Chu Yue's diagnosis was the same as every doctor Wang Xiulan had seen before, and the conclusions were all the same: Wang Xiulan was very healthy and her body functions were fully capable of causing her to become pregnant and have a child.

Wang Xiulan was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at Chu Yue. The light in her eyes suddenly disappeared, as if she was in a state of stiffness.

For a long, long time.

Wang Xiulan suddenly started shaking her head, waking up with a start. She looked at Chu Yue excitedly and said, "Sister Chu, is it because I got too close to Comrade He before and you're unhappy, so you deliberately lied to me? You're lying to me, aren't you? How could I not be sick? If I'm not sick, how could I not get pregnant? I don't believe it... You must be angry, you must be lying to me... How could I not be sick! I am sick, and I can't get pregnant because I'm sick!"

How ridiculous! Wang Xiulan is obviously a healthy person, but I hope she will get sick.

Because only by finding out the cause can the doctor prescribe the right medicine and cure her infertility.

"...Sister Chu, please take a closer look...take her pulse again...you are willing to treat that aunt in the village who has nothing to do with you, so why can't you treat me?" After a period of emotional excitement, Wang Xiulan finally turned into an urgent plea. Her red eyes stared at Chu Yue, craving for a bit of Chu Yue's mercy.

But she was wrong. Chu Yue didn't care about what happened between her and He Meijiao, and would never joke about the patient's condition.

Nor will they mock or make things difficult for a woman who wants to be a mother.

"Sister Wang, calm down first. I'm telling the truth. You're definitely not sick." Chu Yue asked before Wang Xiulan got excited again, "You've been seeing doctors all these years. What about your husband? Has he seen a doctor?"

"My man?" Wang Xiulan was stunned.

Wang Xiulan's lover is called Xu Guoping. He is a fellow villager of Wang Xiulan and childhood sweethearts from the same village. They are a loving couple. Otherwise, if Wang Xiulan had not been able to give birth to a child for so many years, any other man would have divorced her long ago.

Regarding this matter, Wang Xiulan has always felt guilty towards her husband and is very grateful to Xu Guoping for his understanding over the years.

Wang Xiulan asked in surprise, "It's me who can't have children. What does it have to do with my husband?"

Chu Yue had to give Wang Xiulan some physiological knowledge. "Sister Wang, if a man has problems with that, or has oligospermia, azoospermia, asthenospermia, or a series of other problems, he won't be able to have children. Judging from the current situation, you are healthy and fertile, and you two have been having sex. The reason you can't get pregnant may be your partner."

Wang Xiulan had never heard these words in her life.

She had always lived in the countryside. Men all care about their reputation, and rural men value their reputation more than anything else. If a man really can't have children, he will never admit that it is his own problem. He will only push the responsibility to the woman and let the woman bear all the blame.

So Wang Xiulan never thought that the man could be to blame for her inability to have children.

She listened carefully to what Chu Yue said, racked her brains to understand, and finally came to a conclusion.

"Sister Chu, do you mean... to replenish my man?"

"There are many ways to nourish the body. If you simply replenish Qi and blood, it won't have any effect on sperm quality, so it's useless. I suggest you and your spouse go to the hospital together and get a full-body checkup. It will be clear at a glance whether the problem is yours or your partner's."

Chu Yue explained carefully.

A long time later, when Wang Xiulan left Chu Yue's house, she was still in a daze...

She has been thinking about one question: can men also be unable to have children?

Wang Xiulan was so lost in thought that she didn't even notice Fang Xiuli walking past her. Instead, Fang Xiuli saw that Wang Xiulan was walking out of Chu Yue's yard and snorted coldly at her.

Fang Xiuli urged Tan Rourou behind her, "My little ancestor, please hurry up. It's already time for class. You're late on your first day of school."

Tan Rourou touched her neatly braided hair, adjusted her skirt, and glanced at the little leather shoes on her feet. They were all the newest and most beautiful.

It’s the socks—the wrong socks!

Not her favorite red socks!

That morning, as soon as Tan Rourou opened her eyes and got up, she started rummaging through the boxes and drawers, and took out all the new clothes her grandparents bought for her from the small suitcase.

There is the red cape she wore during the Chinese New Year, a sweater with a furry rabbit pattern, and a babydoll shirt with a lace collar. Each one is beautiful.

Tan Rourou tried on pieces of clothing one by one, even though Fang Xiuli kept urging her to go out and told her that there was no time left and she would be late for school if she didn't go.

But Tan Rourou remained calm and composed.

She also yelled, "I want to wear the most beautiful clothes and the most beautiful shoes! The ones my grandparents bought me!"

Fang Xiuli was exhausted by her torment. "My little ancestor, are you going to school, and to that shabby classroom? It's a waste no matter how nice your clothes are."

"Humph! I just want to wear it! I have to wear it!"

Tan Rourou said stubbornly and proudly.

She just wanted to wear the most beautiful clothes and make the idiot who didn’t know her brighten his eyes and remember who she was, Tan Rourou!

In the end, Fang Xiuli couldn't defeat Tan Rourou, so she had no choice but to accompany the little girl to change clothes again and again.

After some trouble, Tan Rourou finally chose the most beautiful little dress, tied her hair into pigtails, and wore a red sweater. She looked like a cute little rabbit, very adorable.

Tan Rourou looked down and realized that she was wearing the wrong socks.

Red socks should be worn with a red sweater.

Tan Rourou wanted to go home and change her socks, but Fang Xiuli didn't give her the chance. She held the little girl's hand tightly and threatened her.

"Tan Rourou, if you don't go to school again, I will tell your dad that you are skipping school and have your dad lock all your clothes in a box so you won't be able to wear any of them."

After moving out with Tan Siqi, Tan Rourou finally became obedient.

She pouted and said, "You're a snitch! You're so bad!"

The little girl strode forward with a pout, grudgingly accepting the white socks on her feet.

But Fang Xiuli was extremely angry, especially about the words "telling tales". Wasn't that what she had just accused Chu Yue of yesterday? Who knew that the boomerang would come so quickly?

Fang Xiuli was still angry and only calmed down a little after she arrived at school.

The school’s principal, Feng, was waiting for them at the school gate.

Principal Feng pushed his glasses up his nose and said to Tan Rourou, "Rourou, good morning." Then he asked Fang Xiuli seriously, "Comrade Fang, class time is already past. Why are you here so late?"

Fang Xiuli still respected Principal Feng. She swallowed her pride and explained, "My child wasn't used to school on his first day, so he stayed home for a while. Principal Feng, I'm sorry, we won't do that again."