Sha Zhu insisted on taking the medicine every day. No other effects were seen yet, but the screams in the courtroom at night were getting louder and louder. Many people with ulterior motives began to contact Sha Zhu in private.

On their way to work at the steel rolling mill, Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu walked side by side. Qin Huairu, on the other hand, took a detour to drop her child off at school to prevent Bang Geng from running away halfway.

"Zhu Zi, what's been going on with you lately?" Yi Zhonghai asked in a low voice.

"What? What's going on?" Sha Zhu asked, puzzled.

"It's at night, you two, can't you keep your voices down? The whole compound can hear you. Also, you need to take care of your health. You're young and don't know any better now, but when you're my age, you'll be craving headaches," Yi Zhonghai lectured, speaking with the air of someone who'd been there all along.

"Grandpa, is this what you're talking about? Hehe, that's because I'm exceptionally talented, don't worry. When I get to your age, I'll definitely be just as good." Sha Zhu has always been very confident in his abilities, and recently, after taking the medication, he's become even more arrogant.

"If you're healthy, why do you take medicine every day?"

"I didn't take any medicine. That was for Huairu to regulate her body. Why would I take that?" Sha Zhu stubbornly denied it.

"Don't deny it, Huai Ru already told your aunt. You said your health isn't good, and you still don't know how to take care of yourself. From now on, you must be more careful." Yi Zhonghai started to feign ignorance, but in reality, how could Qin Huai Ru have told an old woman such things?

"This Qin Huairu, he really has a big mouth. I've told him not to go around talking nonsense. Uncle, it's not that I'm in bad health, it's just that I want to improve my physical condition. You know, Huairu and I have been together for so long and still don't have a child, so I'm getting a little anxious. That's why I found a traditional Chinese medicine doctor to regulate my body."

I just want to have a son or daughter, so I'll have something to look forward to in life. Otherwise, every time I see Xu Damao wandering around aimlessly with the kids, it makes me feel so suffocated.

As expected, Sha Zhu was tricked by Yi Zhonghai and immediately revealed his true colors, saying what he was thinking.

Yi Zhonghai hadn't expected that Sha Zhu was drinking Chinese medicine to have a child. Speaking of which, Yi Zhonghai had plenty of experience in this area. Over the past twenty years, he had taken countless medications to try and conceive. He'd tried everything—Chinese medicine, Western medicine, secret remedies—but nothing worked.

"Which master's prescription did you use?" Yi Zhonghai inquired.

"I'm from an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor in Huai Ru's hometown. He's not bragging, but this prescription really works; it's significantly improved my personal abilities. Want to give it a try?"

Thinking that Yi Zhonghai had been unable to have children, Sha Zhu was overcome with sympathy and began to promote his own prescription.

“I’ve tried all sorts of remedies. The main problem is that your aunt had a severe deficiency in her health when she was young, and she’s never been able to recover. But if you tell me the remedy, I’ll take a look and see if it can help treat your aunt.”

In this day and age, male infertility is a huge scandal. So any man who can't have children will say it's his wife's problem, something he absolutely cannot admit.

"Don't worry, I understand. I'll bring it to you after get off work," Sha Zhu said confidently.

No secrets stay hidden forever. The result of the group taking poison in the middle courtyard was that people in both the front and back courtyards followed suit.

Previously, some individuals, like Yan Jiecheng, resisted taking medicine, believing it was a sign of illness. But once everyone does it, things become simple; it's just a matter of conformity.

To be honest, this courtyard house has a bit of an eerie atmosphere now. Quite a few people there are infertile: Yan Jiecheng and Liu Mao in the front yard, Sha Zhu and Yi Zhonghai in the middle yard, and the back yard is slightly better. So after taking the medicine, the meowing of cats is constant at night.

After several days of competition, Yi Zhonghai was the first to collapse. The younger people were in good physical condition and could withstand it, but old Yi was nearly fifty years old and had no strength left, only holding on by sheer willpower. However, after working hard at night and doing manual labor during the day, he became extremely weak after a week and collapsed in the workshop, where he was taken to the hospital by his coworkers.

The second one is Sha Zhu. Relying on his good physique, he refused to admit defeat in the evening match and fought Qin Huairu to the bitter end. But there's no such thing as a field that's been over-plowed, only an ox that's exhausted. In addition, Sha Zhu started early and lasted the longest. Seeing Lao Yi fall, his pent-up anger was released, and he felt dizzy while cooking the big pot of vegetables.

The third one was Yan Jiecheng. Yan Jiecheng had been married for a long time but had no children, and his family pressured him daily. Having finally obtained the miraculous medicine, he naturally worked tirelessly every night. Coupled with Yu Li's 30 years of stamina and Yan Jiecheng's thin physique, he collapsed along with the previous few.

Now the courtyard was finally quiet at night. But Yan Fugui believed that the medicine provided by Sha Zhu was faulty and insisted on demanding compensation from Sha Zhu.

“Zhu Zi, it’s not that Uncle San is asking you for money, but your brother Jie Cheng took the medicine from you, so you have a responsibility to take full responsibility. Now that Jie Cheng is down, he’s spending money on medicine in the hospital, and he’s losing pay because he’s not going to work. This is a huge loss.” Yan Fugui almost burst into tears.

"Uncle, Yan Jiecheng's collapse has nothing to do with me; it's his own health that's failing. Besides, I didn't make this medicine; I got it from the doctor. When Jiecheng got it from me, I told him not to come to me whether it worked or not."

If you ask me, the majority of the blame for Yan Jiecheng's poor health lies with you, Third Uncle. Who told you to be so stingy, unwilling to eat or drink properly, ruining Jiecheng's health from a young age?"

Sha Zhu was very upset when Yan Fugui came to his door before he had even recovered. He spoke rather bluntly, but others thought he made some sense.

"Zhu Zi, you can't make false accusations. I wasn't being stingy; my family was struggling financially. Let me ask you, where did you buy this medicine? Was the person there a doctor?" Yan Fugui was determined to take a bite out of Sha Zhu today.

"It must be a doctor. Once I'm better, I'll take you to see him, and then you can see what he says."

Originally, Sha Zhu planned to attack Yan Jiecheng by pointing out his infertility, but then he realized that he seemed to have the same problem, so he swallowed his anger.

Yan Fugui was ready to confront Sha Zhu, but was pulled away by the Third Aunt. Her family's circumstances had improved considerably, and they certainly couldn't act like they had a few years ago. After all, they had two unmarried sons, and if their reputation was ruined, finding daughters-in-law would be difficult.

"Sigh, what exactly is going on between Jie Cheng and Yu Li?" Yan Fugui sighed.

"Old man, why don't we send them to a big hospital for another check-up? They can't keep taking this quack's medicine every day." The third aunt was also feeling bitter.

He had previously mocked Yi Zhonghai for being childless, but his own son has been married for several years without having children, and may end up like Yi Zhonghai. It's pitiful to think about.