Yi Huan ate some porridge first before she had the strength to speak to Shi Shuang and the others.

"Manager Shi, I'm entrusting you with the account books and business correspondence for the past few days. I estimate that I won't be able to move this hand for the next ten days to two weeks."

Shi Shuang bowed and clasped his hands in a fist salute: "This is what I should do, Miss, please don't worry."

“Very good. Give me the medicine box I brought from home, and go ask the doctor to prescribe some medicine for me. I will need it later.”

"Yes, Miss."

Shi Shuang returned to the ship and brought Yi Huan's medicine box, which contained the best medical tools in Nanning.

"Shen Jiazhen, come here and take off your clothes. I'll give you one more acupuncture treatment, and you won't need it anymore after that."

Yi Huan smelled the medicine that the doctor had prescribed for Shen Jiazhen in the room. This medicine could slowly clear the remaining toxins in his body, but it was not as fast as acupuncture.

I have been performing acupuncture on him for many days, and today is the last time. I must not stop, otherwise taking medicine alone will not be very useful.

Shen Jiazhen looked at Yi Huan, who had just woken up, with concern. She herself was still injured, so how could she think about treating him?

"No need, Yi Huan, I'm fine. There's a doctor here, so you don't need to worry about me. Besides, your arm is injured."

Yi Huan's face turned pale, and she weakly gave orders to Shen Jiazhen.

"Hurry up while I still have the strength, or I'll never take care of you again."

Yi Huan was a little angry; she had always hated coaxing people.

Shen Jiazhen hesitated for a moment, but still took off his shirt.

“Yi Huan, don’t push yourself if you’re too tired. I’ve been taking medicine since I was a child and I know my body very well. This residual poison won’t kill me.”

Not wanting to waste all her efforts, Yi Huan picked up the silver needles with her left hand and inserted them into the acupoints on Shen Jiazhen's body.

Yi Huan had already lost too much blood, and acupuncture is the most mentally taxing procedure. She was immediately covered in sweat, looking like she could faint at any moment.

Shen Jiazhen glanced at the person behind her out of the corner of her eye, feeling both worried and happy.

He was worried about Yi Huan's health, but happy that Yi Huan was willing to do so much for him.

For a moment, I didn't know if I was moved or my heart was fluttering; I only knew that he really liked this feeling.

After the acupuncture was over, Yi Huan showed her injured arm and asked Shen Jiazhen to hold it tightly so that she could not move, no matter how much it hurt.

She first used silver needles to locally anesthetize the wound, and then took out suture needles and catgut from the medicine box.

She stitched up her left hand with astonishing willpower. It was the first time Shen Jiazhen had faced such a large wound being stitched up like an embroiderer.

Seeing Yi Huan covered in sweat, one can imagine how much pain she was in.

Yi Huan is a woman with her own ideas and good medical skills. Even if he doesn't understand, he knows that Yi Huan would not harm herself.

After Yi Huan finished everything, Shi Shuangyao was also ready. This was the pain-relieving soup that Yi Huan had prescribed for herself.

Shen Jiazhen packed his first-aid kit; his main task now was to take good care of Yi Huan.

Aside from changing her clothes, he did almost everything for her, including laundry and cooking. It wasn't that he couldn't afford to hire someone, but rather that he wanted to do it all himself.

Over time, Yi Huan has become more than just a savior to him; he has developed other feelings for her.

"Brother Chen, I've been lying here for so many days. Please take me out for some fresh air."

Seeing Yi Huan get up, Shen Jiazhen immediately ran over to help her.

"Your wound hasn't healed yet, so rest for a while longer. Also, don't call me your brother, I'm not your brother."

Yi Huan knew her injuries were mostly healed, and she had regained her energy in the past two days.

"Little brother, you're four years younger than me. If I don't call you little brother, what should I call you?"

Shen Jiazhen spoke with a cold and serious expression: "She is clearly three years and two months old. I have already confirmed this with Steward Shi."

Yi Huan chuckled, too lazy to argue with a younger brother.

“Even though you’re a little older, you’re still my little brother. Come on, little brother, let’s go out for a walk. We’re heading to the capital in a few days, and I don’t want to miss the beautiful scenery here.”

Unable to dissuade Yi Huan, Shen Jiazhen had no choice but to give her an extra layer of clothing before the two went out.

This is Lihua Town, a prosperous place with access to waterways, where many merchants often stop and linger.

Therefore, the biggest industries in Pear Blossom Town are inns, restaurants, and teahouses.

Where there are merchants, there is bound to be Shen Family Money Shop.

"Yi Huan, the snacks in Pear Blossom Town are very plentiful. Compared with the big restaurants, they have a unique flavor. You should try them."

Yi Huan nodded and was about to take out her silver when she realized she hadn't brought a purse.

Feeling embarrassed, he returned the box of pastries to the vendor from Shen Jiazhen's hands.

"We forgot to bring money, let's come back to buy it next time."

Yi Huan tried to pull Shen Jiazhen away, but Shen Jiazhen rarely saw anything that Yi Huan wanted to eat, so he didn't want to give up just like that.

"Uncle, this box of pastries costs twenty coins. Although we don't have any money with us right now, if you sell it to me and give me my name at Shen's Money Exchange, they will give you two taels of silver. Are you willing?"

The street vendors were all small-scale businesses, and Shen's Money Shop was not a place for people like them.

"Sir, I dare not go to Shen's Money Shop to ask for money. If I go, I will definitely be kicked out by Manager Huang. He is one of the most important people in our Pear Blossom Town."

"Young master, if this young lady really likes this pear blossom cake, please take a piece to try. It's not easy for us to run a small business."

Seeing the vendor's predicament, Shen Jiazhen didn't press the issue further. However, Yi Huan hadn't had much of an appetite these past few days due to her injury, so it was rare to find something she wanted to eat.

"Yi Huan, Shen's Bank isn't far from here. Come with me to withdraw some money. Whatever you want to eat or buy today, I, Shen Jiazhen, will take care of it all."

Yi Huan didn't care; Shen Jiazhen needed to save face in public, so she gave him that face.

"good!"

Pear Blossom Town is beautiful; even the flowers and grass on the streets seem to have been designed.

Even in such a pleasing place, there's always that one jarring spot.

The street was bustling with people, but a woman was kneeling on the side of the street, her face weak and pale. Next to her was another person covered with a straw mat.

There was a sign in front of her that read, "Sold myself to bury my father."

Whether in the capital or elsewhere, such a situation would attract a large crowd to watch the spectacle and see which family such a woman would end up with.

"Brother Chen, look over there..."

Yi Huan pointed in the direction of the woman, urging Shen Jiazhen to look over.

Shen Jiazhen lived the most privileged life in the world; he could buy three maids with just one breakfast.

He never knew that there were people in the world who couldn't even afford to eat, and who had to sell themselves to bury their fathers.

The two approached the woman, who looked to them as if she had seen a ray of light, her eyes filled with pleading.

"Selling myself to bury my father, ten taels of silver..."

As Shen Jiazhen read the sign in front of the woman, he felt a mix of emotions. Was it really that hard to earn ten taels of silver?

“Girl, I can see that you are a respectable woman from a respectable family, and you are also filial. I will give you ten taels of silver. Don’t demean yourself.”

"If you sell yourself, your fate will be determined by others, and your future children will be slaves—a fate that can never be changed."