After a brief pause, Qin Shuhan sincerely thanked Song Lan.
"Okay, I admit my medical skills are passable, but Dad, please don't thank me. Qin Yanzheng is not only your son, but also my husband. Since I have the ability to cure him, I will naturally not watch him remain in a coma for long."
At this point, Song Lan slapped her forehead and turned to Song Qinghui: "I forgot to take those packets of Chinese medicine out of my bag and leave them at home!"
Song Lan had the Chinese medicine prescribed for Song Sanhe and his wife, as well as the bone-strengthening medicine for Song Qinghui, all stuffed in her bag, but she forgot about them when she went to get the malted milk powder for Li Jumei.
"It's okay, you can give it to your parents when we get back to the village."
Song Qinghui offered words of comfort.
"That's all we can do."
Song Lan smiled, but her expression still betrayed her annoyance. After a moment, she regained her composure and said to Qin Shuhan and Fu Wenhan, "Dad, I'll take your and Uncle Fu's pulses later. If you need herbal medicine, I'll bring some with me next time I come over."
"No need to trouble yourself, Dad is in good health!"
Qin Shuhan shook his head.
Fu Wenhan: "Don't let my thin appearance fool you, I've always been quite healthy." Clearly, like Qin Shuhan, he didn't want to cause Song Lan any trouble.
"It doesn't take much effort at all."
Song Lan smiled and changed the subject: "The food is getting cold, everyone, let's eat quickly!"
About ten minutes later, Qin Boyan and Song Qinghui were washing the dishes outside, while inside, Song Lan took the pulses of Qin Shuhan and Fu Wenhan one after the other, and the diagnoses were all fine.
"Dad, Uncle Fu, you are both in relatively good health, but if you don't take medication in time, it will affect your lifespan in one or two years at most."
Hearing Song Lan say this, Qin Shuhan and Fu Wenhan were both taken aback. Fu Wenhan asked, "Didn't you say that Uncle Fu and your father were both in good health?" If they were healthy, how come they would be... impaired in a year or two?
To be honest, Fu Wenhan was puzzled.
“Uncle Fu, what I meant by ‘relatively healthy’ is that you all have some health problems to varying degrees. These problems don’t seem serious now, but if they are left untreated, they will affect your lifespan.”
Song Lan explained.
"So that's how it is."
Fu Wenhan murmured, his expression becoming somewhat dazed.
Qin Shuhan remained silent, seemingly lost in thought.
"Dad, Uncle Fu, don't worry. I'll bring you some traditional Chinese medicine next time I come. With proper care, you'll recover quickly!"
Song Lan's voice undoubtedly pulled Qin Shuhan and Fu Wenhan back to their senses. Seeing their gazes return to her, she continued, "Dad, those two bottles of tonic pills I brought you last time, you and Uncle Fu should take one each morning and evening. It will be beneficial to your health."
"……good."
Qin Shuhan hesitated for a moment, then nodded and agreed.
When he heard Song Lan say "it will shorten his lifespan," he actually felt happy, thinking that this would allow him to see his deceased wife sooner and reunite with her in the underworld...
But when he thought about how much his wife cared about their children, he realized that if she found out he had abandoned them and was deliberately ruining his health just to see her, she would probably ignore him and might not even want to be with him in the next life.
With this concern, Qin Shuhan had to abandon his original idea and decided to listen to his daughter-in-law Song Lan, take good care of his health, and wait until he passed away peacefully before seeing his lover. In this way, if there really is an afterlife, his wife would probably not refuse to continue their relationship!
"Uncle Fu, are you not saying anything because you don't want to take care of your health?"
After waiting for Fu Wenhan to speak for a long time, Song Lan couldn't help but ask.
"Wouldn't that be too much trouble for you?"
No one wants to go to the gates of hell early to live a healthy life, but he is an outsider after all, so how could he trouble that young girl?
“It’s no trouble at all. Besides, you and my dad are friends and elders. I’m just helping to prepare a few doses of medicine. It’s a simple matter.”
Song Lan smiled as she spoke, but Fu Wenhan still hesitated. Seeing this, Qin Shuhan glanced at him and said, "You're all getting on in years, don't be so pretentious in front of my Lanlan."
"What you're saying!"
Fu Wenhan was both amused and annoyed: "I'm not being dramatic, I'm just afraid of causing trouble for Lanlan."
"Lanlan said it was just a casual thing, but haven't you taken advantage of me enough already?"
Qin Shuhan deliberately snorted and said, "If you really feel bad about it, you can repay my Lanlan properly when you have the chance in the future."
"No need, no need."
Song Lan waved her hand and said with a smile, "There's no need for Uncle Fu to repay me. I was just helping out with a small matter. Uncle Fu doesn't need to take it to heart."
However, Fu Wenhan seemed not to hear what she said. He said, "Okay, it's settled then. If I have the chance in the future, I will definitely repay Lanlan properly!"
He said this to Qin Shuhan.
Qin Shuhan said without any politeness, "I've remembered what you just said for my Lanlan."
Fu Wenhan: "Okay, okay, you remember this for Lanlan."
His gaze shifted to Song Lan: "Little girl, then I'll have to trouble you with Uncle Fu!"
"Leave it to me."
Song Lan readily agreed, and then she took out the items from the bags one by one, saying as she did so, "Dad, I'll bring a thick quilt for you and Uncle Fu each later, and also prepare two sets of thick cotton-padded jackets and trousers for you, as well as cotton-padded shoes, so you won't have to worry about getting cold in the mountains during the winter."
"If you're not short on cash, you can prepare it. If you're short on cash, don't bother."
Knowing about Fu Wenhan's situation, Qin Shuhan naturally didn't exclude his roommate. He thought that if Song Lan could really manage to prepare a set of winter clothes for him and Fu Wenhan, he really couldn't refuse.
reason?
Winters here are colder than in the capital, especially since they are in the mountains. Without thick clothes to get through the winter, he and Fu Wenhan, with their physiques, would most likely suffer from the cold.
Fu Wenhan didn't say anything. He knew he needed winter clothes, and he knew his ex-wife and those ungrateful children wouldn't care how he would get through the winter, or even whether he would live or die.
Thinking of his ex-wife and children, Fu Wenhan's mood instantly somber. He stood up and said, "I'm going for a walk outside."
"Dad, Uncle Fu seems off. Could something be bothering him?"
Watching Fu Wenhan leave the room and hearing his footsteps fade into the distance, Song Lan turned her gaze to her father-in-law, Qin Shuhan, and asked him in a low voice.
"Your Uncle Fu is probably thinking about his ex-wife and two children again."
As Qin Shuhan spoke, he sighed and then briefly explained Fu Wenhan's situation.
Upon hearing this, Song Lan remained silent for a moment before saying, "Then we should take better care of Uncle Fu from now on."
"Um."
Qin Shuhan nodded slightly. In fact, ever since he and Fu Wenhan shared a room, after getting to know the other's character, he had taken good care of him.
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