Song Yan slowly changed his clothes.

Shen Qian lay down, motionless.

The meal was ready, but Shen Qian was still lying there motionless.

Song Yan: Does this jerk really need me to coax him?

Song Yan gently nudged Chen Qian, "Dinner's ready, get up and eat!"

Shen Qian did not move.

Song Yan untied the rope for him.

"You should learn to know when to stop. If you don't take the opportunity now, I'll really get angry later."

Can't you get up?

I'm leaving? I'm going to eat by myself!

"Am I going to eat?"

Shen Qian hugged Song Yan from behind as he tried to stand up. "Couldn't you have said a few more nice words? You're so insincere!"

"How many nice things do you want me to say? Which one do you want to hear? Tell me!" Song Yan said jokingly.

Shen Qian buried his head in Song Yan's neck. After a long while, he mumbled, "Wife, you can't dislike me!"

Song Yan's heart softened. "Promise me you won't kiss me after you've been drinking."

The smell of alcohol back then was awful! I really hated it!

"good……"

Shen Qian's warm breath brushed against the back of Song Yan's neck, and Song Yan was also aroused...

"Wife, didn't you say you'd listen to me? Now you'll listen to me..."

Until the two of them snuggled up in bed, ready to sleep.

Shen Qian asked, "Can Lao Ge's illness be cured?"

Song Yan: "Judging from his current state, he should be able to!"

But if it were another five or six years, there probably wouldn't be any hope!

"Wife, let him take a look!" Shen Qian felt awkward about letting Song Yan treat this kind of disease in a man.

But if he doesn't see a doctor... Old Ge's illness is definitely not something that will last a short time. He can't possibly not see a doctor, but he just hasn't been cured yet.

He knew very well how good his wife's medical skills were.

If he misses out on such a doctor, he probably won't have any hope for the rest of his life.

As a fellow man, this feeling is...

Song Yan wasn't oblivious to Shen Qian's tone. "Sigh! In a doctor's eyes, there's no distinction between men and women! Every illness is an illness!"

Song Yan was a little embarrassed the first time he changed Shen Qian's clothes.

The other male patients I've seen are just human bodies.

Song Yan wisely kept quiet, and Shen Qian was also quite jealous.

The next morning, Lao Ge brought breakfast.

"Shen Qian, where do you want to go for a stroll today?"

"Have you found someone to get my car back yet?" Shen Qian didn't intend to drive back.

"My sister-in-law's car will be delivered this afternoon."

"Kyoto won't do, we'll have to wait a few more days!" Old Ge said.

Shen Qian slowly stuffed the last bite of his breakfast into his mouth. "Old Ge, do you know where my wife works?"

"Didn't you say that?" Old Ge said.

Shen Qian: "Do you know how many people come to my wife for medical treatment?"

Now, no matter how much people beg and plead, they can't get an appointment with her.

Don't you have leg pain? Let my wife take a look!

"Sigh! You get used to the pain eventually..." Old Ge said somewhat awkwardly.

"Give me your hand!" Shen Qian grabbed one of Lao Ge's hands.

"No need!" Old Ge was disheartened. He complained every time he saw a doctor, but in the end, the condition still couldn't be cured!

He didn't want to watch anymore.

Shen Qian held onto him tightly and didn't let go.

Song Yan then placed his hand on his wrist.

A moment later, Song Yan said, "Switch to the other hand!"

Old Ge had no choice but to obey.

Song Yan said, "Your kidney yang is damaged and your life gate fire is weak!" Such a person is bound to be impotent. Song Yan gave him face and did not say it directly.

Old Ge was extremely surprised. He had consulted a senior doctor, who was said to be very skilled. That's what they said, but he couldn't cure him.

Song Yan: "Your lower back and knees ache terribly before every rainy day."

Even in the height of summer, your hands and feet get cold. And... if this illness isn't treated, it will affect your relationship with your spouse." The downside of treating acquaintances is that you can't say these things directly.

Old Ge's face flushed red instantly. His wheat-colored skin turned a deep purplish-red. "I...I..."

"I'll prescribe a medicine for you. After you get the herbs, soak them in white wine. Start drinking it after a month. Take two qian (approximately 6 grams) every day."

Shen Qian placed a small jar of baijiu (Chinese liquor) in front of Lao Ge. "Use this liquor to soak the medicine!"

I drink it every day, just like my wife says!

Don't you dare waste it!

"Without wine this good, medicine won't work!" This wine is brewed with spring water.

Song Yan's description of the symptoms was accurate. Lao Ge wanted to ask, but he didn't know how.

Old Ge was no longer his usual cheerful self.