"At first it really hurt, like a dull knife cutting into my flesh, it was excruciating to the touch. But later, after wearing it down a lot, calluses grew layer by layer, and I didn't feel much anymore. Now, I'm used to it."

Su Qingzhi felt as if her heart had been twisted violently, and it ached terribly.

My mother spoke lightly, but those hardships could not be glossed over with just the words "I'm used to it".

But she also understands that these days, who can really do whatever they want?

At least, my parents can still make a living by staying in the old house and living on a few acres of meager land.

"Mom, this medicine is a prescription that I modified myself by going through all the old medical books in our house, looking at each page one by one, thinking about it little by little."

She took a small porcelain bottle out of her bosom.

“I tried it on my own arm first, and the wound healed very quickly without leaving a scar. You can use it on Dad’s wound too.”

Gu Yanqiu was suddenly taken aback.

"This medicine... did you mix it yourself?"

She took the porcelain bottle and carefully sniffed it.

A delicate medicinal fragrance wafted out.

She didn't know anything about medicine, but she still married a doctor.

Having been exposed to this world for so many years, I've developed some discernment.

The aroma of this medicine is distinct and layered, indicating that it is not a crudely made product.

daughter……

Did you really learn it little by little by just flipping through those old books?

Gu Yanqiu was speechless for a moment.

She looked at Su Qingzhi, her eyes gradually revealing shock, heartache, and a hint of pride.

Looking back, they had also planned to have Shen Qingqing take over the Shen family's pharmaceutical factory in the future.

After all, the Shen family has made a living from medicinal herbs for generations.

The family's traditional medicine prescriptions, connections, and medicinal fields must be inherited.

But what about Shen Qingqing?

He frowns at the mere sight of a medical book, let alone memorizing prescriptions or identifying medicinal herbs.

They were also puzzled: if they didn't like it, fine, but why were they so disgusted by it?

Even the smell of medicine makes me gag.

It was only later that I learned that Shen Qingqing was adopted.

Different bloodlines, different interests.

They gave up on the idea and stopped insisting.

As for Su Qingzhi, they never even considered letting her get involved in medicine.

After all, forced relationships are never sweet.

How can you force a child to learn something she has no interest in at all?

Besides, Su Qingzhi has been frail since childhood, and they only hope that she can grow up safely.

Therefore, no one ever brought up the matter of her reading medical books.

But who would have thought that she would secretly go through all those old books herself?

Not only did they read it, but they also understood it, and they could even prepare the ointment according to the ancient prescription.

What's even more surprising is that she not only copied it exactly, but also modified the formula to make it more effective than the original.

This cannot be achieved simply by rote memorization.

You need to understand the properties of medicines, know how to combine them, and have the courage to experiment with them.

Gu Yanqiu walked to the basin, bent down, and washed her hands clean.

After washing, she picked up a cloth and dried her hands little by little.

Then, he took out a bamboo strip from the medicine box and carefully scooped out a small amount of ointment.

The ointment was milky white with a faint sheen.

She gently applied the ointment to the slightly red and swollen wound on her palm.

A slight chill spread along the wound.

Not only was there no stinging sensation, but a gentle warmth gradually arose within it.

"Qingzhi, tell Mom the truth, about Jichuan's injuries..."

Gu Yanqiu's voice suddenly lowered.

"Can he...go back to the army?"

Su Qingzhi paused slightly upon hearing her mother's question.

He then turned his head and looked at her with a firm gaze.

"Mom, Achuan is recovering very well. The doctors all said it's a miracle he survived. That injury was severe; the knife was just a hair's breadth away from his heart. If it had been even half an inch off, he probably would have..."

She bit her lip before continuing.

"Fortunately, he survived and wasn't seriously injured. Now he takes his medicine on time every day, changes his dressings regularly, and has someone to take care of him. After another month or so of recuperation, he will be able to rejoin the team."

"Also, once Achuan is fully recovered, I'll go to the military base with him. The paperwork for the family compound was approved a few days ago, and the organization has agreed. I'll live in the barracks from now on, close to him, so it'll be convenient to take care of him."

Gu Yanqiu stared blankly at her daughter.

His eyes first showed astonishment, then a complex emotion surfaced.

There was reluctance, relief, and a sense of relief.

She gripped her daughter's hand even tighter.

"Go, don't hesitate."

“No matter how good the countryside is, it’s not as reassuring as being in the army. Your father and I are getting old, and we feel at peace guarding this land and this old house. But you are different. You are young and have a bright future. You shouldn’t be trapped in this remote mountain village for the rest of your lives.”

She paused for a moment, then looked up at the rolling green hills outside the window.

“Zhouzhou is still young. When she starts school, how can the village teachers compare to the teachers at the government-run primary school? The teachers there are all transferred from the military, are graduates of proper teacher training colleges, are highly qualified, and are strictly managed. The children they teach are disciplined and knowledgeable.”

“Girls shouldn’t be confined to the house to embroider, cook, and serve others. They should read, learn to read, learn principles, and broaden their horizons. The world has changed, and we can’t judge people with old eyes anymore.”

She turned back, her gaze falling on her daughter's face, her tone firm.

"Qingshan Village is beautiful, but it's too small. Once you leave this mountain pass, many people never come back. But what about the children? They shouldn't be trapped in this small space their whole lives, only seeing the sky above them."

"They should go to bigger places, see how wide the sky is, how far the road is, and know that there is more than one village and more than one way of life in this world."

Su Qingzhi was somewhat surprised.

These are words that an ordinary rural woman would not say.

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