Xu Qiudong's eyes remained unchanged as she said, "You don't need to ask. Just follow the prescription."

The doctor, looking determined to get to the bottom of things, asked, "I always have to see the patient before I prescribe medicine. Prescribing medicine without seeing the patient is not my style."

"He's in a coma now and can't come. I've asked the village doctor to see him. This is the prescription she prescribed. I trust her. There will be no problem."

"You're a good person, and I'm just worried that you'll be scammed by someone with ulterior motives. There are a lot of scammers out there lately who specialize in taking advantage of other people's kindness."

Xu Qiudong gradually became impatient. She said, "I know what I'm doing. You'd better hurry up and get the medicine."

She was a little worried about leaving Song Chiyou alone at home, and just wanted to get the medicine back quickly.

Seeing Xu Qiudong's firm attitude, the doctor didn't say anything more. He sighed helplessly and turned to get the medicine.

"How much?"

"One ounce of silver."

Xu Qiudong took off the ring on his hand, placed it on the counter, and said, "This ring is enough."

The doctor picked up the ring and examined it carefully. "That's enough."

The doctor put the ring in his waist and said, "I told you in advance that once the ring is given to me, it is mine. If you regret it later and want to take it back, there is no way."

"No." Xu Qiudong took the medicine and strode away.

The doctor chased her out and shouted at her, "I've got two days' worth of medicine for you. Remember to bring him in for a follow-up visit in two days. The doctors in the village are unreliable. Be careful they might team up to cheat you."

After two trips back and forth, it was already dark by the time Xu Qiudong finished boiling the medicine.

Xu Qiudong carefully fed the medicine to Song Chiyou and sat beside the bed, looking at him quietly.

How wonderful it is to have such a simple and stable life.

It was not until midnight that Xu Qiudong took out a quilt from the cabinet and slept on the floor.

The next day, Xu Qiudong was awakened by the noise in the kitchen.

Xu Qiudong quickly got up from the bed and walked quickly to the kitchen.

Looking at Song Chiyou busying around in the kitchen, Xu Qiudong quickly snatched the spatula from his hand and said, "You're not well yet. Sit aside and rest. I'll take care of it."

Song Chiyou didn't want to stay here and do nothing, as he would think he was a burden. He and Xu Qiudong competed to do the work.

"Let me do it. I like working in the kitchen and I don't feel tired."

In the end, Xu Qiudong couldn't persuade him, so he gave in to his wishes and handed the kitchen to him.

"Okay, I'll go chop wood then."

"Um."

Song Chiyou was wearing an apron and busy in front of the stove, while Xu Qiudong was chopping firewood beside the kitchen.

A warm and beautiful picture.

While eating breakfast, Song Chiyou looked at Xu Qiudong for a few times, hesitantly, and after a moment's hesitation, he said, "I, I'm not feeling well, you should know."

"I know. It's not your fault. Don't think too much about it." Xu Qiudong picked up a piece of meat for Song Chiyou and said, "Eat more."

Song Chiyou bit the chopsticks lightly with his pearly teeth and said nervously: "If you don't mind, I want to cook for you for the rest of my life."

Xu Qiudong paused, and she looked up at Song Chiyou stiffly.

"Do you dislike my poor health?" Song Chiyou's eyes instantly turned red, and he looked at Xu Qiudong with tears in his eyes.

"No, I don't mind." Xu Qiudong explained hurriedly.

"As a woman, you certainly can't be that careful in your life. You still need a man to take care of the house."

Song Chiyou stared at her and asked, "What do you think?"