Throughout the journey, Zhong Misu felt a mix of emotions.
He thought that by changing his name, Su Ruyi would understand his feelings.
However, she completely disregarded her own life and death...
His gaze involuntarily fell on Su Qiaoqiao's face.
The moment he looked over, Su Qiaoqiao's proud and stubborn face blossomed into an incredibly bright smile.
Zhong Misu closed her eyes in pain.
Upon entering the village, Zhong Misu disregarded everything else and immediately asked Hu Zhenbo to help him to the village clinic.
Su Ruyi is treating a villager's wound.
Wearing a white coat and a mask, she glanced at Zhong Misu when she saw him return and continued changing his dressing.
At the same time, Shulan rushed in like a gust of wind and threw herself into Hu Zhenbo's arms: "Zhenbo, you...you're finally back!"
After saying that, she burst into tears.
Zhong Misu stood there, staring blankly at Su Ruyi, stubbornly refusing to speak.
Su Ruyi was still carefully cleaning the wound, and only said lightly, "If Zhong Zhiqing needs her dressing changed, please wait in line first—don't block the window and block my light."
Zhong Misu left after hearing this.
Su Qiaoqiao stood at the door, taking in everything.
She didn't say anything.
Su Ruyi alone was enough to push Zhong Misu to her side; she didn't need to do anything more.
After the villagers finished changing their medicine, Zhong Misu came in again.
Su Ruyi changed the dressing meticulously and re-secured the splint that had broken due to his fall.
The external wound on Zhong Misu's leg has already scabbed over.
"Just come back once a week to change the dressing," Su Ruyi said, then lowered her head to tidy up her things and ignored him.
"Thank you." After saying that, Zhong Misu jumped down and stood on one leg, looking at Su Ruyi with a stubborn gaze.
After tidying up the medicine cabinet, Su Ruyi took out a lock and said, "Why aren't you leaving? I'm going to lock the door."
Zhong Misu murmured, "You... how can your heart be so cruel? Is your heart made of stone?"
Su Ruyi looked at Hu Zhenbo behind him: "Hu Zhiqing, come and help Zhong Zhiqing, I need to lock the door here."
Hu Zhenbo immediately felt embarrassed and looked at Zhong Misu: "Old Zhong, what's going on?"
Zhong Misu felt that if she stayed any longer, tears would well up in her eyes, so she reached out and put her arm around Hu Zhenbo's arm.
With Hu Zhenbo's help, he walked away without looking back.
As the two passed by her, Su Qiaoqiao tried to put her arm around Zhong Misu's other side. He flinched for a moment, but then acquiesced.
At this moment, Su Ruyi finished tidying up her things and locked the door.
Turning around, I saw Su Qiaoqiao helping Zhong Misu walk away.
"This is probably how it will be in this life," Su Ruyi thought dejectedly.
However, she didn't have much time for sentimental lamentations.
The old man she picked up has been staying in her space since last night. He not only cooks every meal in the space, but also takes care of her fields.
Half of her courtyard was covered with fruits and vegetables picked by the old man.
After finishing with her patients, Su Ruyi locked the treatment room door and slipped into her spatial dimension.
Today, medical books and patients arrived as promised.
The old man didn't care about the strangely dressed patients; he cared about the illness itself.
This old man is a bit obsessed with medicine; sometimes he even offers his own opinions from the sidelines.
This old man's medical skills are certainly extraordinary!
Who exactly is this old man?
After the acupuncturist left, Su Ruyi received a red coral bracelet as a gift.
She casually put this item, along with other small gifts bestowed upon her by the generous lady, into an empty drawer.
The old man munched on a fragrant peach, the sticky juice dripping down his elbow: "Yanran, what do you want to eat tonight?"
"Whatever you make, I'll eat it!" Su Ruyi replied with a smile.
This old man's cooking skills are no worse than Chef Wang's at the state-run restaurant in Sanhe County.
Of course, this may be related to the exceptionally high quality of the ingredients produced in the space.
For example, those peach trees produce peaches that are big and fragrant; one peach is enough to fill you up with a full meal!
Su Ruyi was both amused and exasperated. She never expected that her kind act of picking up an old man would result in her having her own personal chef!
That evening, the old man made himself braised pork with quail eggs, along with some green vegetables—one meat dish and one vegetable dish—plus a bowl of pea sprout and egg soup, served with white rice.
The meat dish used pork bought by Su Ruyi and canned quail eggs sent by Su Tong.
Vegetables are naturally produced from the land.
The eggs were from the monetary gifts received at Jin Dachun's funeral.
Su Ruyi was quite suspicious when she saw the food – because it was typical Haicheng cuisine.
Why does he know how to cook Haicheng cuisine?
Su Ruyi looked at the old man and asked cautiously, "Grandpa, have you remembered your name?"
The old man shook his head: "Although I can't remember, I'm not worried at all—I'm with my Yanran. My Yanran lets me live in the big courtyard she bought after she got promoted, lets me take care of her vegetable garden, and lets me cook for her. Isn't this the life I've always dreamed of? Yanran, why do you have to remember her name?"
The old man's eyes showed genuine contentment and a gentle expression.
Su Ruyi even felt, in that instant, a fatherly love she had never felt in either of her two lifetimes.
She no longer said that she wasn't Yanran, because the old man would get a little angry every time she said that.
Well, let's leave it at that until the old man's family comes looking for us.
Around midnight, Su Ruyi returned to the shack by the Dading River.
Ding Xiuping was not asleep. She held a kitchen knife in her hand, sat by the shack, and looked around from time to time, looking very nervous.
Su Ruyi released the old man again, who was still standing behind her: "Ding Xiuping, why haven't you turned yourself in yet?"
"You've come!" Ding Xiuping didn't turn around. "Jin Dachun, I admit that killing you was wrong. If you want my life, take it now!"
Su Ruyi was taken aback, and so was the old man—why did she give in so easily?
She hadn't expected this situation, nor had she rehearsed it with the old man beforehand.
Although the old man was stunned by the beating, he remembered the two things Su Ruyi had told him very clearly—to make the murderer Ding Xiuping turn herself in, and not to let the person who made the false testimony get away with it.
He said quietly, "I don't want your life, I want you to turn yourself in—are you stupid, girl? I've made myself perfectly clear! Also, expose that girl who helped you give false testimony!"
Ding Xiuping was stunned: "Turn yourself in? You really want me to turn myself in, and you're not here to take my life? If I turn myself in, I might not be sentenced to death!"
The old man asked curiously, "Why?"
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