Song Yan took a long nap in the afternoon, but still felt a little tired.

Shen Qian returned that evening as expected, much to everyone's surprise. They wondered why he was back at this time.

He said he had forgotten his things at home.

He didn't care whether his family believed his story or not; he was only relieved to see his wife safe and sound.

But he also noticed something was wrong with his wife. "Are you very tired?"

Song Yan nodded.

“The child is still young. Why don’t you rest for a few more months before going to the hospital?” Shen Qian looked at Song Yan.

Song Yan shook his head, "I've already promised my master I'd take care of his youngest son. At worst, I'll just see fewer patients tomorrow."

Shen Qian stroked his wife's smooth hair. "Is that really true?"

If anything comes to mind, tell me!

Even if I can't help you, at least give me some peace of mind.

Song Yan suddenly realized that he should tell him what he was thinking. He must have spent the whole day on tenterhooks.

Song Yan then shared his guess.

"You mean you're fine, but the old man is in trouble?" Shen Qian asked.

"Yes. I want to see more patients, do good deeds, and reopen the space."

But today I checked the data of 15 patients and there was absolutely no change. Song Yan naturally couldn't explain why.

"Our family used to live such a good life because we had this space."

But now our lives are better. Actually, it doesn't matter whether he's there or not.

"It's not worth it for you to go through this kind of exhaustion for the sake of space." Shen Qian felt that it wasn't worth it for his wife to be so tired from seeing patients.

"I understand what you mean. I'm not greedy and don't want him to turn back."

I'm afraid the old man will need him.

"I'm a doctor, it's my duty to treat and save lives. It's just that I see a few more patients every day now," Song Yan said earnestly.

Shen Qian opened his mouth as if to offer some advice, but no words came out.

People are selfish; for the sake of his wife's well-being, he wants her to ignore others.

I won't even mention whether my wife is capable of doing that.

Clearly, the change in this pendant is related to the wife. What can the wife do but face it?

Shen Qian couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Song Yan: "You shouldn't come back every day. It's not right for the school, and it's not right for you at home either."

Trust my intuition; if the pendant is in this state, I'm safe and sound, so nothing will happen.

What could Shen Qian do besides feel that intense sense of powerlessness? He couldn't do anything!

"By the way, you've stockpiled a lot of food over there, donate it! Didn't you say that the space would grow bigger after you gave away the things in your space?" Shen Qian asked.

Song Yan nodded, "That's how it used to be, then let Xiao Hu donate more of the items!"

"Then donate them all!" Shen Qian felt that it would be worth it to exchange things for peace.

Song Yan shook his head: "Donating things is good, but it should be done in moderation. Not to mention the past, do you know how much grain we have this time?"

I handed it over to Xiaohu, and he said there were more than two hundred tons.

There are also plenty of wood ear mushrooms, bamboo shoots, etc..."

Donating so much stuff will probably bring trouble.

Shen Qian also realized that he had been inconsiderate.

Shen Qian can just instruct Xiao Hu to handle this matter. In the past, Song Yan and Shen Qian had already asked Xiao Hu to broaden the sources of goods. Now that Song Yan is not supplying him with goods, it won't have a big impact in the short term, but it will definitely have an impact in the future.

Shen Qian went to school the next day, but he spent the day in great anxiety. He kept getting distracted during class.

He didn't feel at ease until he lay in bed that night, having received no further messages.

This means that everything is peaceful and safe at home.

Jin Wu and the others noticed Wei Aiguo—oh, now called Shen Qian—and his unusual behavior.

But since he didn't say, people were too embarrassed to ask.

Song Yan admitted three more patients today, bringing the total to eighteen.

The space remained unchanged, and Song Yan was exhausted.

Fortunately, the spring water helped her stay afloat.

This phenomenon is definitely not normal. But Song Yan dared not stop.

Han Qingshan, standing to the side, felt increasingly uneasy. Song Yan's medical skills were truly exceptional, yet he had no intention of teaching him.

They didn't offer him a single word of advice, and practically ignored him.

Song Yan was exhausted and barely able to take care of himself, so how could he pay attention to his emotional changes?

Song Yan finally made it to Sunday, a day when she could rest and not have to go to work.

Shen Qian returned, and seeing his wife alright, he was half relieved. The other half of his relief was that his wife looked unusually tired. She hadn't seen any patients today, yet she was even more exhausted than usual.

Shen Qian certainly didn't need his wife to comfort him. His wife was already so tired; she shouldn't have to worry about him.

Song Yan encouraged himself, "Isn't it just being tired? Keep going."

On Monday, Song Yan saw twenty patients. Lao Han and Xu Pingzhi were both puzzled as to why Song Yan was seeing so many patients.

She wasn't like this before.

Song Yan smiled and offered no explanation.

Over the next few days, the number of patients increased to thirty. This was because, in addition to receiving a certain number of new patients each day, the subsequent patients were all coming for follow-up appointments.

Song Yan always receives patients who come for follow-up visits.

Han Qingshan was really unhappy. Song Yan was there, seeing her patients one after another, very quickly.

Then you can't see yourself at all.

Han Qingshan watched as Song Yan quickly wrote another prescription. Suddenly, he said, "It would be even better if you replaced the dried longan pulp in this prescription with donkey-hide gelatin!"

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