Shulan and He Fengmian returned to the border town.
Even Huang Qi breathed a sigh of relief: "Junior Uncle, you're finally back."
Shulan asked with concern, "What happened?"
Huang Qi said, "No, it's just that everyone keeps asking when Junior Uncle will be back."
However, an old man came over earlier and said he always felt a bit unsteady. I couldn't tell if it was because his pulse was abnormal, but I'm not sure.
So I explained to the old man that I would treat him after you, Junior Uncle, returned. He should be coming over in the next couple of days.”
"good."
After Shulan returned, nothing major happened, but a number of minor issues piled up.
Many ladies and gentlemen who came specifically for weight loss and beauty treatments have come here.
Fortunately, Xiao Cui and Luo Chenxuan are here now. They are already familiar with massage techniques for weight loss and can help me.
Even so, Shulan was so busy that she didn't even have time to rest at noon.
During this break, I also went to the military camp.
Because no one could persuade Zhao Yousheng otherwise, they had no choice but to ask Shulan for help.
At this point, Zhao Yousheng was already able to sit up on his own.
Although it was very strenuous, I was covered in sweat when I sat up.
But we should still take a look. It hasn't been that long.
In just one month, he was able to sit up by supporting himself with his own hands.
Even in modern times, it would be considered very impressive; the recovery has been remarkably good.
But this did not satisfy Zhao Yousheng. He wanted to stand up; he did not want to lie in bed every day.
Every day, they forced everyone to help him train. Every time he trained, his face turned pale, as if he had been pulled out of the water.
He wouldn't listen to anyone's advice; he was incredibly persistent.
There was nothing else they could do but ask Shulan for help after she returned.
Shulan found some time to come over, and seeing his anxious appearance, her expression changed. She asked him seriously, "Is your whole body aching so badly that you can't stand it?"
Zhao Yousheng remained silent, while the others stared wide-eyed, clearly unaware of the pain he was in.
Only Zhao Yousheng himself knew that he had been so distressed these past few days that he couldn't sleep at night.
Seeing his appearance, Shulan, who was initially angry, finally sighed: "I'll give you acupuncture first to relieve your pain."
She was getting acupuncture, and she knew he was an impatient person.
A man who has spent his life on the battlefield, how could he bear to lie in bed like this?
But there was nothing she could do but patiently comfort him: "Uncle Zhao, I know you're worried about your health and want to return to your normal life, but this illness isn't something that can be cured in ten days or half a month."
Your recovery is already quite good. At this rate, you should be able to walk normally in less than six months.
Fortunately, he received timely treatment, and coupled with his strong physique, he recovered faster than the average person and may even be able to function like a normal person.
However, no matter how good his physique was, he still suffered from nerve damage.
It takes time to restore the function and strength of a local limb or to correct numbness.
For the first time, Shulan said to him with an extremely serious expression, "Uncle Zhao, everything in excess is harmful. Your current body can only handle a little exercise. If you overexert yourself, it will damage your body and cause irreversible harm. Even a god could not save you then."
Since Shulan had said that, Zhao Yousheng couldn't possibly joke about his own health anymore. He completely gave up and stopped recklessly torturing his body.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. After hearing about Shulan, Zhao Yousheng had to give him acupuncture every day to relieve his pain.
He began, "To the cloth."
His speech is still a little unclear, but it's much better than before.
Shulan shook her head: "It's alright. I was going to come and give you acupuncture anyway. Don't worry, Uncle Zhao. With me here, although I can't let you ride a horse and fight the enemy, I can definitely help you recover to normal."
Zhao Yousheng nodded and smiled, "Okay."
Shulan resolved the matter here, but did not rush back to the clinic.
Carrying a medical kit, I arrived at He Fengmian's office.
Before they even arrived, the general, who was sitting there working, looked up and saw someone smiling, saying, "Did I disturb you?"
He Fengmian put down his pen and said, "No."
After she came in, she took out a delicate little jar from the medicine box and said, "This is rose tea that I made last night. Please try it."
She only made a small amount of this flower tea. She kept some at the clinic to entertain distinguished guests, kept some for her family, and also gave some to the General. She didn't give any to anyone else, since the jars weren't cheap and there wasn't much flower tea.
This jar is light green and very pretty. Shulan saw it in Yaocheng last time and thought it was very beautiful and reasonably priced, so she bought some to store her homemade rouge.
Yes, Shulan plans to produce its own cosmetic rouge, which will be limited in production and therefore more expensive.
But she knew that anyone who wanted to become more beautiful was not short of money.
Once my reputation grows, all of this will be profitable.
The thought of money made her happy, and she added, "Aunt Chen also made pastries, they're especially delicious. I wanted to bring some over for you, but I was afraid they'd spoil easily in the heat."
Uncle Rong asked me to ask if you're coming home for dinner. If you are, we'll have Aunt Chen cook extra for you so you can have a good taste.
Her tone was casual, as if she were talking to a friend.
He Fengmian, who had intended to avoid him and clear her mind, paused, thinking about whether she had no feelings for him and whether she should continue to pester her.
Looking at her expectant face, it seemed like she was saying, "This stuff is really delicious, I have to share it with you."
He sighed silently and said to her, "Okay, I'll go back tonight."
General He, a decisive man, could not refuse the person before him.
Shulan didn't notice anything unusual about him and said happily, "Alright, then you go ahead and do your work. I'm going back to the clinic."
He Fengmian said, "I'll see you off."
Shulan quickly waved her hand: "No need, no need, I'll just take the carriage back. You go ahead with your work and go home early."
He's been delayed for so long, and he has a lot on his plate.
He Fengmian did indeed have something to do, and said, "Okay, be careful, I'll go back early this afternoon."
"good."
Shulan left again with her medicine box on her back, but He Fengmian couldn't concentrate on anything. He just stared at the light green, very elegant and beautiful flower tea canister.
He suddenly sighed, closed his eyes, and rubbed the bridge of his nose, wondering what he should do with this little woman.
I recall something my father once said: "The matter of emotions is the most complicated thing in the world, even more difficult than marching into battle."
He didn't understand it before, but now he thinks it makes a lot of sense.
War is a matter of fighting or not fighting, but feelings are not something he can simply choose not to think about.
He felt like he was trapped and couldn't get out.
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