The rural doctor is busy with farming, and her abstinent husband can't bear it

Su Yu's gaze involuntarily turned to Jiang Ziling beside him, hoping to get some inspiration from him, but found that Jiang Ziling also had a confused look on his face. Obviously, he was also confused by Xier's sudden enthusiasm.

Over the years, the communication between Jiang Ziling and Xier mostly relied on simple but affectionate non-verbal exchanges: her tears represented sadness, her smile reflected happiness, a nod represented affirmation, a shake of the head represented negation, and the direction in which those fingers pointed was always where her little wishes were.

In his memory, Xier was always so well-behaved and sensible, easily satisfied, and never so eager to express herself.

"Hey, don't worry, Xier said she promises not to run around."

San Ya spoke incoherently and almost spit out the food in her mouth. Three pairs of eyes turned to her in an instant.

Xier's eyes sparkled with anticipation, and she nodded hastily, as if to say, "Yes, that's it, I promise."

Jiang Ziling and Su Yu's expressions were filled with disbelief and shock. Su Yu's voice was full of doubt, almost talking to herself: "Can you understand her gestures?"

Sanya grinned and shook her head from side to side: "How could I understand? I'm just guessing."

In her opinion, it was obvious that Xier wanted to go, and Second Aunt was worried that she would not be able to take care of her, so it was not difficult to guess that Xier would ensure that she did not run around.

After all, the gestures Xier made were not like standard sign language, but more like a secret language she invented herself. Except for herself, probably no one could fully understand them.

Su Yu turned around to confirm again: "Is that so, Xier?"

Xier nodded without hesitation, and her determination was unquestionable.

Su Yu couldn't help but give San Ya a thumbs up: "You are really good at this."

This insight is convincing.

San Ya squinted her eyes shyly, raised the corners of her mouth, and her smile was as warm as the spring sunshine.

"Okay! In that case, I can take you with me, but..."

Su Yu paused halfway through his words and turned his gaze to Jiang Ziling: "You have to get your father's consent!"

When Xier heard this, she almost jumped off the stool, held Jiang Ziling's big hand tightly with her little hand, and shook it gently, her eyes full of pleading. That innocent and persistent look made Jiang Ziling's heart soften instantly, leaving him completely resistance-free.

He sighed, his tone full of helpless doting: "Okay, but you must hold on to Ayu's hand tightly and can't let go for even a moment, understand? You absolutely cannot run around alone!"

Xier nodded heavily and in response, left a wet kiss on Jiang Ziling's cheek.

Jiang Ziling smiled and wiped the oil stains off his face, shook his head, sat down again and continued to enjoy his dinner.

However, the noise outside the yard suddenly interrupted the tranquility.

Su Yu curiously poked his head out of the window and saw Jiang Xunzhong and Li Bo struggling to carry a person into the yard. As soon as they stepped into the threshold, Li Bo accidentally dropped the person and he fell straight down.

"Ouch--"

Uncle Li shouted in panic and reached out to catch it, but it was too late.

With a dull "bang", the man fell heavily to the ground, and the air seemed to freeze at that moment.

At this moment, a heavy and depressing atmosphere filled the clinic, and the air seemed to have frozen.

Li Bo’s hands were shaking slightly, his face was full of anxiety and self-blame, and his voice was a little hurried and helpless: “This, this…Xunzhong, you have to believe me, this old bone of mine really didn’t mean it.

After years of exposure to the wind and sun, my body is no longer what it used to be. I couldn’t hold on for a while, and I was more worried than anyone else.”

His words revealed unspeakable fear and guilt. After all, the director of the clinic had already pronounced Zhao despair. If her condition worsened due to his carelessness, it would be a burden that his conscience would never be able to bear.

Jiang Xunzhong's throat seemed to be choked by something when he heard this, and his voice sounded particularly hoarse, as if every word he uttered was a scar in his heart: "Uncle Li, I understand, don't take it too seriously."

His eyes were slightly red and tears were welling up in his eyes, but he tried hard not to let them fall.

Seeing this, Uncle Li felt even more sad. Jiang Xunzhong has always been honest and hardworking, so why is fate so unfair to him, causing him to suffer misfortunes one after another and now have to face the heart-wrenching pain of losing his wife?

Just as the atmosphere was becoming increasingly depressing, Uncle Li suddenly had an idea, as if he had grasped a ray of hope, and said anxiously: "Xunzhong, Su Yu, the girl your second son brought back, is no ordinary person. I remember she saved my wife that time. Why don't we ask her to come and give it a try? Maybe she has a way."

His words were full of anticipation and his eyes were shining, as if he was telling incredible things about Su Yu.

"Su Yu?"

Jiang Xunzhong couldn't help but repeat himself, feeling an unprecedented sense of doubt and curiosity rising in his heart.

He never imagined that this new member of the family had such mysterious abilities.

"Yes, it's Su Yu. Who in the village doesn't know about her deeds? I also heard that she treated a high-ranking official in Ning County and received a generous reward. Her medical skills should definitely not be underestimated."

Uncle Li spoke with great joy, and every word he said was filled with affirmation and conviction.

Jiang Xunzhong's heart flickered, a faint glimmer of hope flashed across his mind, but was soon shrouded by the shadow of reality.

He was aware of the delicate and tense relationship between Su Yu and Zhao. Last night, Su Yu refused to lend a helping hand just to borrow a carriage to take Zhao to the hospital, let alone ask her to treat her personally.

However, after a painful struggle, he resolutely decided to try to ask Su Yu for help no matter what.

How could Zhao, the woman who had accompanied him through half his life and had given birth to children for him, be abandoned because of a momentary conflict?

At this moment, the eldest son was bedridden, the second son was drifting away from him due to a leg disease, the third son was mentally retarded, and the youngest daughter was married far away. The only one who could still communicate with him spiritually was Zhao.

Once he loses Zhao, his world will fall into complete darkness and he will have no one to rely on.

Driven by this glimmer of hope, Jiang Xunzhong called his brother Jiang Jiaji, and the two of them worked together to carefully carry Zhao back to the room and settled her down.

Then, he took a deep breath, mustered his courage, walked towards Jiang Ziling's door, and knocked firmly: "Ziling, it's me!"

At the same time, Su Yu was busy cleaning the table. When she heard the knock on the door, she didn't even raise her head and told San Ya and Xi Er beside her: "Go and see who it is."

San Ya was quick and agile, and she ran forward quickly, while Xier followed closely behind her.

The door slowly opened, and San Ya's clear voice rang out: "Grandpa."