He had always thought that his occasional back pain was because he was too busy and tired those days, but he never expected it to be like this.

If he had known, he would have sought treatment from Aunt Li long ago. Last night, when he asked Zhuzhu to treat him, it was only because he wanted to get closer to her and have more contact with her. After all, seeing Zhuzhu more often would make him happier than taking a few bitter medicines.

Seeing his devastated expression, Zhuzhu sighed, "I didn't want to tell you all this, afraid of scaring you. Anyway, you don't plan to get married anytime soon, and I was hoping to cure you before you get married!"

Chengcheng heard a glimmer of hope, grabbed her hand, and asked in a deep voice, "Can it be cured?"

"That's natural, but you might need to take the medicine for a while longer. I've prescribed Yougui Yin for you. I'll check the effect in three days. If it's good, I'll prescribe three more doses. I'll also start making Yougui Wan for you. Once it's made into pills, it will be easier for you to carry when you go out, and it will taste better than decoction. I'll add honey to it."

Yougui Yin also has another name, Infertility Decoction, because it can also treat male infertility. In fact, infertility is caused by a deficiency of sperm, which prevents the wife from getting pregnant.

"Okay, then I'll trouble you, Zhuzhu. Thank you. You go ahead and do your work. I have something to do. I'll pick you up after your shift tonight, okay?" Chengcheng was feeling a bit flustered and wanted to find a quiet place to calm down, so she said softly to Zhuzhu.

"Okay, go ahead and get busy!" Zhuzhu nodded at him.

Seeing his once handsome figure suddenly hunched over as he walked out, she sighed inwardly, knowing he would be sad if he found out.

I didn't want to tell him, but my senior brother found out.