"Old Li, I'm sorry. I haven't been able to give you a son or daughter all these years. I'm useless."

Aunt Li's desire for a child was even more persistent than Li Niu's. For more than ten years, even though she couldn't have a child herself, Li Niu still treated her with the same tenderness as before. The more Aunt Li thought about it, the more she felt sorry for her husband.

No matter who told her about a medicine that could help her conceive, she would beg for it. Originally, Li Niu earned a lot of money pulling an oxcart back and forth every month, but because of wanting a child, the two of them had always lived in poverty.

"Wife, this is fate. Let's accept it. As long as we are healthy, that's more important than anything else."

Aunt Li choked up a little. After all these years, if it were any other man, he would have divorced her long ago. Only Li Niu foolishly stayed by her side.

"Old Li, it's my fault."

The two embraced and wept, having come to terms with their situation.

The waiter from Fu Man Lou also arrived, and Su Luo was about to start preparing dinner for Nangong Qing. Everyone was tired after a long day, so Su Luo asked Du Xiuyuan to stay for dinner before going back.

The dishes prepared for Nangong Qing were a bit more complicated, but with Zhao Ruyun's help, it was quick. After the waiter left, Su Luo started cooking for them.

Su Luo prepared a few simple home-style dishes. Aunt Li had been vomiting badly today, and her stomach was also damaged, so Su Luo cooked some white porridge for her. White porridge was the best thing to drink at this time.

Uncle Li was very kind to Aunt Li. He would feed Aunt Li the porridge first before he came out to eat.

When he walked to Su Luo's stool, he suddenly knelt down. Su Luo quickly put down the bowl and pulled Li Niu up, saying, "Uncle Li, what are you doing? Get up quickly."

Seeing this, Zhao Ruyun came over and pulled Li Niu up, saying, "Old Li, this is in front of the children, get up quickly."

Li Niu refused to get up, took out a string of copper coins from his pocket, and looked at Su Luo and Doctor Du, saying, "Yan Chuan's mother, Doctor Du, I thank you for saving my wife, but I have no money, only these two hundred coins. When I have money, I will definitely repay you both."

"A doctor's heart is benevolent. I can't be of much help today, so you don't need to spend any money." Du Xiuyuan felt that he hadn't done anything. If it weren't for Su Luo inducing vomiting, he wouldn't have been able to save Li Shi.

"Uncle Li, put the money away. Today's medicine is from Doctor Du's Ji'an Hall. He said he wouldn't take any money from you, so don't worry. Get up and eat."

When they pulled Uncle Li to the table for a meal, he kept thanking them, saying, "Dr. Du, thank you so much. I, Li Niu, thank you all."

After dinner, Aunt Li's condition improved somewhat. When the neighbors in the village heard that Aunt Li had been poisoned, several women came to the kiln to visit her. Since they didn't have much to offer in the countryside, those who raised chickens brought two eggs to Aunt Li's house.

There were more than ten people in the kiln, which made Su Luo feel that Changping Village, with only a little over a hundred households, still had warm-hearted villagers.

After Li Niu carried Aunt Li home, Du Xiuyuan returned to the county. On his way back, he kept looking back, still troubled by his unsuccessful attempt to become an apprentice.

"Dr. Du, drive carefully tonight." Su Luo stood outside the fence watching them go.

...

For the past three days, Su Luo's most important task has been cooking for Nangong Qing. She has been cooking for him for three days now, and she doesn't know if Nangong Qing has found someone to build a house for her yet.

With nothing else to do, Su Luo handed the spice packet to Zhao Ruyun to make the sauce. Su Luo had taught her how, and she knew how to make it. Zhao Ruyun was a restless person, so it was good for her to have something to do while looking after the two children at home.

When I visited Aunt Li, she was able to get out of bed and walk around a bit these past couple of days. When she saw Su Luo come over, she warmly pulled Su Luo inside to sit down and brought out the best cucumbers in the house for Su Luo to eat as fruit.

"Yan Chuan's mother, I was just thinking of visiting you at the Wayaoyao when I had time, but I didn't expect you to come first."

Aunt Li used to feel sorry for Su Luo, thinking that she would become a widow after being bought by the Chen family.

Now that Su Luo has saved her again, she is grateful to Su Luo.

"Aunt Li, I've come to see you. How are you feeling? Is Uncle Li home?"

“He’s not here. He went to the mountains to chop firewood. I took medicine for two days and I’m fine now.”

Su Luo sat down in Aunt Li's mud house and ate the cucumber that Aunt Li handed her.

“Aunt Li, you can’t take medicine randomly anymore. Some things require timing,” Su Luo comforted her.

"Sigh, Lao Li and I have already discussed it. If we don't have the child, we don't have to. We've tried our best. Let's just leave it at that."

Judging from Aunt Li's tone, Su Luo knew that she was unwilling to accept it. She was only thirty-two years old and wanted to try her best to have a child in the last few years, but unfortunately, she almost lost her life this time.

"Aunt Li, have you and Uncle Li both seen a doctor? If there are no problems with your health, you should still be able to have a child. I know a little about medicine, so you might as well tell me about it."

Upon hearing that she could still have children, Aunt Li's extinguished heart seemed to be rekindled.

“Yan Chuan’s mother, it’s not that easy. Your Uncle Li and I have both gone to see the doctor, and he said we’re fine. By the way, wait a moment.”

Aunt Li turned and went to the kitchen. After a while, she brought back several paper-wrapped items and showed them to Su Luo.

“Yan Chuan’s mother, these are all the medicines I’ve taken over the past few years. I don’t know if they’re effective, but I haven’t gotten pregnant after taking them.”

Su Luo looked into the paper package. These were all the medicines that Aunt Li hadn't finished. Each package had a different prescription, but they all had one thing in common: they were for treating uterine cold.

Even if Aunt Li has a cold uterus, she should be cured after taking so many medications. Could it be that she has other illnesses?

"Aunt Li, do you have inflammation..." Su Luo asked about some gynecological diseases, such as how her discharge was.

Upon hearing this, Aunt Li blushed and ran outside to see if anyone had overheard her conversation with Su Luo. She was so embarrassed that she quickly closed the door.

“Yan Chuan’s mother, how could you say such things?”

Su Luo thought it was normal. Maybe she wasn't the soul of this era, so she was more open-minded.

“Aunt Li, I’m a woman too. I can help you with the problems that male doctors can’t treat, so don’t be shy.”

After hearing Su Luo's explanation, Aunt Li reluctantly answered Su Luo's questions step by step, and her answers indicated that there was no inflammation.

"Aunt Li, when does your period start? And what time of day do you and Uncle Li usually have sex?"

Aunt Li was really embarrassed to say anything now, but Su Luo was still waiting for her answer. Su Luo's master was said to be a highly skilled person, and perhaps he could really help her have a child.

“Yan…Yan Chuan’s mother, I…”

"My period ended four or five days ago, usually it lasts two or three days after..."

Su Luo calculated that it should be Aunt Li's safe period, but after so many years, it's impossible that she hasn't gotten pregnant even once.

"Aunt Li, maybe if we try again, there might still be a chance. I'll help you this time."