Chapter 33 The old man's words, "My good fortune," left the whole family dumbfounded!
Liu Yuzhen was imprisoned in the ancestral hall, as if a festering, venomous fang had been pulled from the sleeping lion of the Lu family.
The stench of blood had not yet dissipated, but the gloomy atmosphere that had lingered in the courtyard for so long vanished at a speed visible to the naked eye.
From that moment on, the east wing truly became the heart of the entire Lu family.
The treatment plan that Su Wanqing devised for Lu Zhenguo has officially entered its second stage—strengthening the body's foundation and nourishing its vital energy.
This is a slow and meticulous process.
At dawn, the first rays of sunlight pierced through the window.
Su Wanqing's silver needles were no longer as bold and sweeping as when they first met, but became gentle and slow, twisting and turning like a spring breeze and rain, silently piercing the acupoints.
This is not about expelling the excruciating pain, but about awakening.
It awakens the meridians that have become blocked and weakened due to years of stagnant blood and qi, guiding the depleted qi and blood back to the rivers.
On the soft couch, Lu Zhenguo's body, which had been tense his whole life, learned to relax for the first time.
He could even clearly feel the subtle warm currents following the trajectory of the silver needles, flowing slowly through his body, bringing a tingling and pleasant sensation wherever they passed.
After acupuncture, there is a medicinal bath.
In the side room, a huge cypress barrel steamed with heat, filling the air with a strange and intense medicinal fragrance.
Some of these medicinal herbs were gathered from all over the country by Lu Zhanting using his connections, while most of them were spiritual plants that Su Wanqing secretly took out from her secret space.
Lu Zhenguo immersed his entire body in the warm medicinal soup.
That powerful, warm energy forcefully penetrated every pore of his body, seeping into his limbs and bones, dispelling the cold and dampness that had accumulated over decades and seeped deep into his bones.
In the misty steam, he often drifted between sleep and wakefulness.
What flashed before his eyes was no longer the distorted light and shadows tormented by illness, but the glorious years of continuous gunfire, his wife's gentle smile before her death, and Lu Zhanting's giggling laughter as a child riding on his shoulders.
Those memories, blurred by pain, became vivid and clear again under the steam of the medicine.
Finally, there was a bowl of herbal soup that turned from bitter to sweet.
Lu Zhenguo always drank it all in one gulp.
He no longer asked about the prescription, nor did he care about where it came from; he simply entrusted his life entirely to his granddaughter-in-law, who worked tirelessly for him day and night.
Trust grows silently.
Changes in the body don't lie.
The first to notice was his bodyguard, whose voice trembled as he reported to Lu Zhanting.
"Commander...Commander, you won't kick off the covers when you sleep tonight!"
"He used to be in so much pain that he would toss and turn, waking up seven or eight times a night. Now, he can sleep soundly until dawn! His breathing is deep and steady, just like... just like a young person!"
Next was the old lady.
At the dinner table, she held Su Wanqing's hand, her eyes reddening.
"Wanqing, look at your grandfather's face! He's regained his color!"
"It used to look as pale and lifeless as a piece of paper, but now it's all rosy and healthy-looking. This is the true complexion of a living person!"
Lu Zhenguo himself felt it most deeply.
His body is returning to normal.
At first, he could only take one unsteady step in the yard.
Two weeks later, he was able to walk three laps around the main courtyard.
One morning a month later, he faced the rising sun and finished a whole set of powerful and domineering military boxing!
Sweat soaked through my vest, but instead of feeling weak, it brought me a feeling of complete comfort and exhilaration.
His brain is also recovering.
He resumed his backlog of military duties.
He used to get a splitting headache after looking at documents for half an hour, but now he can review them for three hours straight, and his thinking remains as sharp as a knife.
He immediately saw through the superficiality and impracticality of several training plans submitted by military regions, and his suggestions for revision were incisive and to the core of the problem.
My old comrades from the General Staff called one after another, their voices filled with shock.
"Old Lu, what kind of magic pill did you take? Your brain works faster than those of us who aren't sick!"
That afternoon, a light autumn rain began to fall in the capital.
In the past, this would have been Lu Zhenguo's day of execution.
The damp, cold air would turn into millions of steel needles, piercing to the bone, causing such a headache that he would want to bang his head against the wall.
But today, he sat peacefully by the window in his study.
He held a thread-bound copy of "The Art of War" in his hands, reading it with great interest.
The rain patters on the banana leaves, making a crisp, clear sound.
Inside the room, the soothing scent of incense lingered in the air.
He felt a long-lost, almost forgotten peace.
"grandfather."
Su Wanqing quietly entered, carrying a bowl of soup.
"How are you feeling today?" she asked with a smile, placing the white porcelain soup bowl on the table.
Lu Zhenguo put down his book, turned his gaze to the rain outside the window, and spoke with deep emotion.
"I haven't felt this comfortable on a rainy day in over twenty years."
One sentence sums up twenty years of hellish torment.
He turned his head and looked deeply into Su Wanqing's eyes. In those eyes was a gentle and loving gaze as heavy as a mountain, a gaze that even he himself was unaware of.
"Wanqing, thank you for your hard work."
He spoke those four words with utmost solemnity.
“You are Zhan Ting’s grandfather, so you are my grandfather. This is what I should do.” Su Wanqing ladled a bowl of soup for him. “Lily and lotus seed soup, it’s good for the lungs and calms the mind.”
Lu Zhenguo took the soup bowl, took a sip, and found it sweet but not cloying, with a refreshing aroma.
He gazed at his calm and composed granddaughter-in-law, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
He had witnessed all her efforts over the past month.
Countless medicinal herbs, complicated procedures, and lights that never went out late into the night.
Curing his chronic diarrhea was not as easy as she made it out to be.
"Your medical skills," he finally asked the question that had been lingering in his heart for so long. This time, there was no longer any probing in his tone, only pure admiration and curiosity, "where did you learn your skills from?"
Su Wanqing smiled and recited the same line she knew by heart once more.
“My father used to be a schoolteacher, and there were several ancestral medical books in the house. Later, I learned some herbs from the barefoot doctor in the village, and then I tried to figure them out on my own by following the books. Perhaps... I was lucky enough to have some talent.”
This explanation is impeccable.
Lu Zhenguo nodded slowly and did not ask any further questions.
So what if this granddaughter-in-law is hiding a secret?
Most importantly, she proved her deep love for this family through her actions.
Most importantly, she gave him a second life.
He put down the soup bowl and spoke each word with conviction.
"Good boy."
"Zhan Ting is lucky to have married you."
He paused, his gaze sweeping across the doorway. His voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout half of the main courtyard.
"It's a blessing for the entire Lu family!"
These words, like a stabilizing force, were firmly etched into the hearts of everyone in the Lu family.
A warm feeling welled up in Su Wanqing's heart.
At this moment, she was truly regarded as a member of the Lu family, a family connected by blood, by the Lu family patriarch who held power over the world.
Lu Zhenguo's recovery was like a strong east wind, completely changing the atmosphere in the Lu family.
Lu Yao became the "chief maid" of the east wing. She looked at Su Wanqing with admiration in her eyes. She helped organize the medicinal herbs, record the prescriptions, and even learned to take pulses in a serious manner.
As for Lu Zhanyun and his wife, they were completely invisible in the family, living in constant fear and avoiding Su Wanqing and Lu Zhanting whenever they saw them.
The happiest person was none other than Lu Zhanting.
He watched his grandfather grow stronger day by day, and watched his wife win the respect and love of everyone in the family. His heart was filled with immense happiness every day.
His girl no longer needed him to protect her under his wing at all times.
She herself has grown into a phoenix with magnificent plumage, carving out a vast sky for herself with her wisdom and ability.
That evening, Lu Zhanting returned home with a message.
"Director Li from the General Hospital of the Military Region would like to invite you to give an academic report," he said to Su Wanqing, who was reading under the lamp.
Su Wanqing looked up, slightly surprised.
Lu Zhanting nodded: "The news of Grandpa Kang Fu has caused quite a stir among the high-ranking military officials. Dean Li said that many national treasure-level experts in the institute want to consult with you in person."
Su Wanqing understood instantly.
Curing Lu Zhenguo was not only her way of "pledging allegiance" to the Lu family.
It was also a prestigious business card she presented to the most elite circles in Beijing.
"Shall we go?" Lu Zhanting asked for her opinion.
"Go, why not go?" Excitement gleamed in Su Wanqing's eyes. "This is exactly what we need."
The Lu family is a big tree, but she can't always just be someone who enjoys the shade under the tree.
She wanted to build her reputation and expand her network to pave every inch of the road for her soon-to-be-launched business empire.
This academic report is the best stepping stone.
She not only wanted to go, but she wanted to make a name for herself, so that the entire medical community in the capital would remember her name!
“However, before that,” Su Wanqing put down her book and looked at Lu Zhanting, “there is one more thing to do.”
"What?"
“It’s time to officially launch our cosmeceuticals.” A knowing smile curved Su Wanqing’s lips. “Lu Yao has already fattened up the fishpond; now it’s time to pull in the net and catch the first batch of big fish.”
The smoke of the power struggle within the household had just cleared.
The battle cry for business warfare has already sounded.
She was fearless; in fact, she was filled with fervor.
Because she knew that on this new front, she was still not alone.
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