The medicinal bath was prepared after we returned to the mansion.
It's also more convenient here.
When Chen Ma learned that it was the general's uncle, she returned home early.
Let's start by making something delicious for everyone.
Back at the food stall, the group had already been impressed by Chen Ma's cooking skills. They spent the whole night drinking with Uncle Rong and He Fengmian, while Luo Mingwei just watched longingly.
Ke He Fengmian didn't even give him a glance; it was his own fault for beating him without holding back.
Fortunately, Luo Mingwei knew it was for his health, so he didn't say much. With so much delicious food, he enjoyed his meal.
The meal was a pleasant one for both the host and guests.
Once the digestion was almost complete, the medicinal bath was ready.
Shulan, being a junior and a woman, finished brewing the medicine, gave instructions to He Fengmian, and then returned to her own courtyard.
When He Fengmian arrived, she asked, "How is Uncle?"
"It was great, they said it felt very comfortable after soaking." You couldn't hear the gritted teeth in his voice at all, which shows how long his uncle soaked and how long he was scolded.
He finally understood why his older brother had insisted on leaving so early.
I don't know what his older brother said to his maternal grandfather and uncle in the letter.
Anyway, his uncle now sees himself as neither a nose nor an eye.
If his brother had left a few days later, and the distance had been shorter, he would have ridden Jingfeng to fight him.
He recalled his uncle's expression and then remembered Uncle Rong's reminder.
Looking at Shu Lan, he said somewhat awkwardly, "Dr. Shu, I'm sorry, I may have to stay in your hospital for a while."
Shulan readily nodded: "No problem, wherever you want to stay, I can arrange it."
That's how it's portrayed on TV, she understands.
Since they had even shared a bed, Shulan didn't care whether they lived in the same courtyard or not.
She believed that the bearded man truly had no interest in her whatsoever. He was a calm, self-disciplined, and upright gentleman, and very trustworthy.
He Fengmian breathed a sigh of relief at her trust, but a slight soreness, which he himself did not understand, welled up in his chest.
She wondered if she would be so easy to talk to anyone who married her, no matter who they were.
But he quickly dismissed the idea.
Thinking back on my interactions with her, this woman is not someone to be trifled with.
She's being so agreeable now only because she knows I have no ill intentions towards her and has made things convenient for her, allowing her to settle down and earn money in this border town.
If I were to have any wicked thoughts, I might have already been poisoned by her without even realizing it.
After all, she wasn't the weak, powerless, and brainless Miss Xie from legend.
She was Doctor Shu, who endured sixteen years of hardship in the Xie family in order to survive.
Thinking about this made me feel much better.
He chose to rest in the nearest room in Shulan.
Although he knew his uncle was unlikely to come to this courtyard, he decided to stay nearby just in case, so that arrangements could be made in case of emergencies.
Shulan naturally had no objections. The next day arrived, and she went to the clinic to take care of things, while He Fengmian and several elders went to Yan San's place. They had no intention of letting that person go easily.
When Shulan arrived at the clinic, Madam Zhou was already waiting there.
He stepped forward gratefully and said, "After taking that medicine yesterday, I was finally able to sleep well last night."
Shulan smiled and said, "Drink it for a few more days, and the effect will be even better."
I thought to myself that I had figured things out and there was hope, and with the medicine, things would naturally get much better.
But you can't say it directly.
In fact, a person's physical health is closely related to their mood.
A good mood leads to good health.
This is why some people are better off not knowing they have a disease, but once they find out, their health immediately declines.
Overthinking leads to physical harm.
Talking to her and offering comfort is more effective than medication.
Shulan led Madam Zhou to a room that had been prepared the day before, where there was a chaise longue for imperial concubines.
She had Mrs. Zhou undress and lie down on top of her.
At first, Mrs. Zhou was quite embarrassed: "I'm quite fat."
“We are both women, and I am a doctor, so you don’t need to take it to heart. Besides, your weight gain is due to childbirth and the hard work you’ve put in for the family; there’s nothing to be ashamed of.”
Mrs. Zhou was comforted. Seeing a thin blanket there and noticing that Shu Dalan was preparing things with her back to her, she quickly took off her clothes.
Hearing the noise, Shulan knew it was done, so she turned around and began cupping her to remove the dampness and cold from her body, and then massaged her.
At the same time, she also heard Mrs. Zhou complaining about her husband.
From that time on, I worked so hard to take care of the elderly and raise our children, all so that he could work and earn money outside with peace of mind.
"Unexpectedly, in the past few years, as our family's financial situation improved and he made some money in his business, he started to have ulterior motives and began to create discord between us because of that vixen."
Madam Zhou's voice choked with emotion: "If that girl were honest, he could bring her home. I know I'm old and my looks have faded, and I can't arouse his interest anymore. She's sixteen or seventeen, as beautiful as a flower. How could I stop him?"
Gritting his teeth, he said, "But she's obviously a vixen, she's clearly no good. It's one thing to keep someone like that outside, but how can she be allowed into the house?"
Shulan looked at Madam Zhou, who was still soft-hearted, and said, "Madam, you must know this saying: A woman who is not ruthless will not have a stable position."
The second-year junior high student in the dark: "..."
Suddenly, I had a very bad feeling about my master.
Seeing that she didn't understand, Shulan said, "Men are inherently shameless. He wants to bring that girl into the family just to test your bottom line and see how much you are willing to sacrifice for this family and for him."
Madam Zhou seemed to be deep in thought.
Shulan then seized the opportunity to say, "You said your son is eighteen years old and can stand on his own. She's just a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl. If you really get ruthless, will Master Zhou consider the years of affection between you and your husband, or will he consider that sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl?"
After pondering for a moment, Madam Zhou suddenly realized something, and looked at Shulan with bright eyes, as if to say: You can talk, so please say more.
Meanwhile, the second-year junior high student in the dark quietly took out some sunflower seeds and began to crack them open silently.
Shulan laughed and said, "A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl like that, who's with someone like Master Zhou, is just doing it for a living and for money."
If you really can't bear to part with this head of the household, and think he can bring wealth to the family, then why not help him raise two concubines, train them well, and make them hold onto Master Zhou tightly, while you hold onto your two concubines?
"But with that in mind, you have to be careful that she doesn't turn around and bite you later."
After hearing this, Madam Zhou felt enlightened and suddenly understood.
He grabbed Shulan's hand tightly: "Dr. Shu, you're like family to me. How can you be so amazing?"
Shulan smiled and said, "It's just that I've listened to others talk about it a lot and come up with my own experience."
After all, those palace dramas and family dramas from back then weren't watched for nothing; they always learned quite a bit about things they didn't know.
Grade 8: "..."
Light a candle for the master!
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