Yuan Doudou stopped, shook her head, and felt uneasy.

"Why haven't you left yet?" Afraid of giving herself away, she quickly changed the subject.

Wang Qiqiang presented the paper bag with both hands and said timidly, "I was afraid you would be hungry, so I bought you Wu Dalang pancakes."

Yuan Doudou had no appetite, but still took the paper bag and said, "Thank you."

Seeing that it was getting late, Yuan Doudou quickly turned around and headed towards Tianming Medical Clinic.

What are you going to the clinic for?

"Get the medicine for my mother-in-law."

"I'll go with you." Wang Qiqiang followed closely behind; he was always worried about her going back alone.

Yuan Doudou suddenly stopped walking and said in a serious tone, "Brother Wang, I thank you for your kindness, but I'm not a child and I don't need you to accompany me. Your aunt is still waiting for you at home, so you should go back first."

Everyone has endless things to do, and Yuan Doudou didn't want to hold others back because of herself.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. I'll go back now. Be careful." Wang Qiqiang lowered his head and turned to walk towards the post station.

Yuan Doudou watched his lonely figure and could only apologize in her heart.

She couldn't do anything that would betray the original owner of the body, or more precisely, anything that would betray the original owner's husband.

Even though the Ling Kingdom was open-minded, women were still expected to be chaste.

"DouDou, why are you so late?" Wang Zhoushi greeted Yuan DouDou as she entered. She had been waiting in the clinic, growing more and more anxious as she waited.

Wang Tianlang almost went to the yamen to look for the person.

Yuan Doudou felt a little guilty. "The county magistrate invited me for tea because I gave his nephew and niece, who had run away from home, a bowl of wontons this morning."

"So that's how it is. I knew good people would be rewarded." Wang Zhou grinned, secretly pleased with herself for her judgment.

"Is Dr. Wang here?" Yuan Doudou asked, looking into the consultation room.

Wang Tianlang happened to be bringing a patient out when he bumped into Yuan Doudou's eyes, which were looking around like a startled fawn.

“He’s here,” Wang Zhoushi said, pointing to her son as he came out.

Yuan Doudou then entered the consultation room and stood still.

"Please sit down," Wang Tianlang said politely.

Yuan Doudou took a deep breath and mustered her courage. "Doctor Wang, my daughter has a request." After saying that, she felt disgusted by her own flattery.

Wang Tianlang was slightly stunned. Was this still Miss Yuan?

"Please speak." Those who come to him all have something to ask of him.

He was already used to it.

"I would like to ask you to examine the county magistrate's wife," Yuan Doudou said bluntly.

Wang Tianlang's expression grew cold, and his eyes became distant.

"If that's the reason, then please leave." This was his bottom line, and no one could cross it.

Looking at his aloof expression, Yuan Doudou felt a lump in her throat and her eyes welled up with tears for some reason.

Wang Tianlang's hardened heart suddenly softened.

"Dr. Wang, I had no choice, otherwise I wouldn't have come to make things difficult for you." Yuan Doudou choked up.

Wang Tianlang sensed something was wrong. Could it be that Zhao Anling had threatened her?

That's his style.

Wang Tianlang felt like he was being held hostage, which made him very uncomfortable.

In her distress, Yuan Doudou suddenly knelt down on the ground.

Yuan Doudou could only think of this trick to make herself seem more sincere.

"Get up quickly." Kneeling before him was more painful than seeing her cry.

Yuan Doudou was determined: "If you don't agree, I'll kneel here forever."

"Then you can kneel down."

"Huh?" Yuan Doudou stared with her big, watery eyes, looking pitiful.

Seeing her like a lost lamb, so adorable and pitiful, Wang Tianlang was completely powerless to resist.

"I can agree to your request, but only once, and never again." If he makes an exception once, it's hard to imagine there won't be a next time.

Yuan Doudou took the medicine and went home happily. Zhao Anling would take care of the rest.

When Wang Zhoushi learned that her son was going to treat the county magistrate's wife, she was certain that her son was making an exception for Yuan Doudou's sake.

That's wonderful! The thousand-year-old iron tree is about to bloom.

Upon arriving home, Yuan Doudou closed the bedroom door and eagerly told her about An Rong's situation.

Wang was so excited that her lips trembled, and she couldn't speak for a long time.

"Mommy, is what you're saying true? Daddy is still alive?" Anji lay on Yuan Doudou's lap, the image of his father picking him up flashing through his mind.

"Of course it's true, isn't Angie happy?" Yuan Doudou was happy for Angie, and also for the original owner of this body.

But he wasn't happy for himself.

For her, having a man is a burden.

Earning money through one's own abilities, becoming wealthy, living in a mansion, having servants, enjoying life to the fullest, and free from emotional troubles—that is the pinnacle.

"I'm so happy I can hardly breathe," Angie said, clutching her chest.

Seeing his face turn red from holding it in, Yuan Doudou felt a pang of heartache.

Wang picked up Anji and cried, "Ji'er, your father is not dead, not dead, thank God."

She never saw An Rong's body and clung to the illusion that her son was not dead and would return one day.

Now that my dream has come true, how can I not be excited?

For dinner, Yuan Doudou made sweet potato porridge with rice, and it tasted sweet and delicious.

It tastes delicious when paired with stir-fried eggplant.

"DouDou, I think since An Rong is still alive, we shouldn't rent out those five acres of land. What do you think?" Wang put down her bowl and said slowly.

Without even thinking, Yuan Doudou said, "Mom, you can decide."

Wang smiled and nodded.

After Yuan Doudou finished eating and cleared the dishes, Wang Shi took Anji to wash up.

The moonlight, like water, spilled into the courtyard, bright and gentle.

Yuan Doudou gazed at the bright moon, thinking of her hometown, and tears streamed down her face.

"Mommy, why are you crying?" Angie, with his sharp eyes, came over and immediately noticed.

Yuan Doudou quickly wiped away her tears and forced a smile: "Mother isn't crying, she's happy."

Being unable to go home is truly torturous.

She realized that those who traveled through time and claimed to be living happily were lying.

Unless you lose your memories of your past life, don't expect to have an easy time.

Since we're here, let's make the best of it.

I comforted myself with old sayings from the book.

“Mother, I’m happy too. When Father comes back, you won’t have to work so hard anymore,” Anji said sincerely, looking up at her.

"Yes, Angie is so sensible." Angie's innocent smile chased away the melancholy in her heart.

In the stillness of the night, Yuan Doudou sat on her bed, gazing at the crescent moon through the window, lost in thought.

Zhao Anling didn't say where An Rong was, and she couldn't be sure if the news was true.

If it turns out to be a false alarm, will they be able to accept it?

Yuan Doudou regretted her words; she had spoken too quickly.

"An Rong, I hope you can really come back safely." After silently repeating this, Yuan Doudou lay down and fell asleep.

The next day, there was a rustling sound coming from outside the door.

Yuan Doudou got up, dressed, and went out the door.

"I heard An Rong isn't dead?" Zhuang Shuhui squeezed in, craning her neck and looking around.

Yuan Doudou was baffled. How did she know?

"What are you doing here?" she asked coldly.

Zhuang Shuhui smiled ingratiatingly: "Doudou, look, we're all family. If Anrong can come back, our whole family will be happy too, right?"

Yuan Doudou resisted rolling her eyes; he was up to no good so early in the morning.