Digging bamboo shoots would just mean making several trips up the mountain, and Bian Zhaoyue felt she couldn't take advantage of Ye Zhaozhao.

Ye Zhaozhao said that the old lady's illness was not serious and she didn't need much medicine; a basket of bamboo shoots would be enough.

Seeing that she said that, Bian Zhaoyue stopped pressing the matter. Ye Zhaozhao first examined the old lady's feet.

The main problem is pain in my heels. When it hurts, I can't get out of bed and can only lie in bed.

"I'll prescribe the medicine first. You'll be able to get out of bed after seven days, and you'll be fully recovered after half a month."

Hearing Ye Zhaozhao say this, Bian Zhaoyue and her mother were both excited.

The old lady thought to herself that ever since her daughter took her to live with her, she had been leaving early and returning late every day.

If she can get better, her daughter won't have to suffer so much; her son-in-law has already treated her well enough.

She couldn't be a burden to him any longer, so Ye Zhaozhao told Bian Zhaoyue to go home and get her medicine.

Because of Ye Zhaozhao's treatment of Bian Zhaoyue's mother, news of her medical skills spread throughout the family compound.

That day, she and Lu Shiyun were making pickled bamboo shoots at home, and the foot soak was something she got from the mall.

Lu Shiyun is someone who can't live without spicy food, and she couldn't help but swallow her saliva when she saw the pickled peppers.

"Try it."

Lu Shiyun wasn't polite either; she reached out, grabbed one, and put it in her mouth before she was satisfied.

This is so delicious! I can't even imagine how good these bamboo shoots would taste.

The two were sitting there when Bian Zhaoyue suddenly rushed over.

Ye Zhaozhao thought something had happened to her mother, but then she heard Bian Zhaoyue say something.

"Taohua had a difficult childbirth and the doctor at the local clinic recommended going to Kyoto Hospital. Zhaozhao, do you know how to deliver babies?"

Bian Zhaoyue just came to ask, because going to the Kyoto Hospital would take up too much time.

I don’t know if the peach blossoms can hold on. Upon hearing this, Ye Zhaozhao told Lu Shiyun to continue preparing the bamboo shoots, and she stood up and said.

"I'll go take a look."

When Ye Zhaozhao arrived at the clinic.