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

Realizing Jiang Ziling's misunderstanding, Su Yu hurriedly explained, her voice gentle but with unquestionable certainty: "Don't worry, I'm not as cruel as you think. Later, you just need to listen quietly to Zhao's moans, and regard it as a release from the pain she has inflicted on you over the years!"

Jiang Ziling still had a confused look on his face, feeling at a loss as to what to do with this sudden turn of events.

Seeing this, Su Yu said nothing more. She just lifted her skirt lightly, holding the carefully prepared items in her hands, and walked towards Zhao's door with firm steps.

At this moment, there seemed to be an unusual atmosphere in the air around them, and the strange phenomenon that Jiang Xunzhong had not arrived yet made the whole scene even more indescribable and weird.

According to common sense, Zhao should have woken up long ago. After all, Su Yu had been planning for this for a long time and every detail had been carefully arranged.

When he entered the room, Su Yu was surprised to find Jiang Xunzhong sleeping soundly on the bed, his brows full of fatigue.

She gently placed the item in her hand on the table. The slight sound seemed particularly abrupt in the quiet room and disturbed Jiang Xunzhong's dream.

Jiang Xunzhong suddenly opened his eyes, which were bloodshot from staying up late, and full of panic and anxiety.

Su Yu quickly checked Zhao's pulse and found that apart from obvious weakness, there seemed to be nothing serious wrong with her.

Perhaps because she was too weak, she fell into a deep sleep again.

"Bring me a basin of cold water."

Su Yu ordered, his tone calm and decisive.

Although he didn't understand the meaning, Jiang Xunzhong did not hesitate at all and hurriedly obeyed the order and brought a basin of freezing cold water.

Su Yu took the cold basin of water and splashed it on Zhao's face without hesitation. His movements were so fast that Jiang Xunzhong, who was watching, was dumbfounded. It was too late to stop him.

"Oh my! What kind of flood is this?"

Zhao was instantly awakened by the cold stimulation and sat up abruptly.

When her eyes fell on Su Yu standing beside the bed and the wooden basin in her hand, she immediately became furious and yelled, "You little bitch, are you tired of living?"

Su Yu sneered and shot back: "If I hadn't rescued you, you would have died right now. How could you still have the energy to curse here?"

"You shameless villain, you are talking nonsense..." Zhao wanted to continue cursing, but Jiang Xunzhong quickly covered her mouth.

He knew very well that Su Yu was Zhao's only hope for recovery and he would never dare to offend him in the slightest.

Su Yu, however, didn't buy it. Every word he said was sharp, sometimes calling him a "little bitch" and sometimes "ignorant". In stark contrast to Jiang Xunzhong's approach of trying to keep things peaceful, his attitude was tough and direct.

"You look so energetic, it seems that I don't need to do anything extra. Well, I'll leave now, so that you won't regret it in the future and come back to beg me."

Zhao suddenly broke free from her restraints, her eyes wide open, and roared at Su Yu: "Get out of here, I beg you? Go and dream on!"

Su Yu didn't care. With a faint smile on his face, he calmly packed up the things on the table and prepared to leave, leaving the room full of tension and uncertainty.

The two of them sat at an old wooden table, their shadows stretched out long under the dim oil lamp, and they chatted casually.

Su Yu's eyes occasionally flickered, but her mind had already drifted to tomorrow's trip to the small town. She was worried that Jiang Ziling, who was alone at home, would forget to take care of himself because of her departure, and was thinking about what food she should prepare in advance to prevent him from going hungry.

"I'm going to go into town tomorrow. Is there anything you need? Just let me know."

Su Yu's voice was soft and contained a hint of delicate concern.

Jiang Ziling shook his head slightly, a faint smile revealed between his brows, "No need, I don't lack anything here."

He was used to a simple life and had very few material needs. He was self-sufficient in everything in his daily life. For a moment, he really couldn't think of what else he needed.

Su Yu nodded when he heard this, with a gleam of understanding in his eyes, "Okay, but if you remember anything, remember to tell me in time."

"Yeah, okay, I will."

Jiang Ziling promised, his tone filled with unquestionable firmness.

Although Jiang Ziling didn't want to buy anything in particular, Su Yu secretly made a detailed shopping list in his mind. Each item was needed for the family or could add a bit of warmth to this simple little home.

She held a few small silver coins in her hand. Although the amount was not large, it was enough to buy some small items for daily life and make the home more warm.

At the same time, under the eaves of a neighboring house, San Ya was carrying her dinner. She seemed to be able to catch the tempting aroma of food wafting from Su Yu's house. The aroma was like an invisible hand, tickling her heart, and she wished she could run to her second aunt's house immediately to have a meal.

But when she caught a glimpse of her mother Xie Xinghua's unhappy face, her feet seemed to have taken root and she could not move.

The brown rice and a few plates of bland vegetables in front of her seemed particularly boring, and San Ya's appetite instantly halved.

She secretly wondered in her heart, why did the same vegetables become so fragrant in the hands of Second Aunt?

Xie Xinghua noticed that San Ya looked absent-minded and asked with concern: "San Ya, why don't you eat? It's like you've lost your soul."

San Ya suddenly came back to her senses, hurriedly took a few bites of rice, and said nothing more.

As the night deepened, Su Yu lit the flickering candle and began to prepare bath water for Xiao Xier.

In the warm candlelight, she hummed a nursery rhyme softly: "Dear little white rabbit, open the door..."

The melody was melodious and unfamiliar, yet full of fun. For Jiang Ziling, it was an unprecedented auditory experience. It was like a fresh breeze blowing through his heart, quite pleasant to the ears.

Looking at Su Yu holding Xier and coaxing her to sleep with soft voices, Jiang Ziling felt an indescribable sense of happiness and warmth in his heart.

Although he was not sleepy, he did not want to disturb the tranquility, so he continued with his needlework in the dim candlelight - the pair of shoes that were about to be completed for Su Yu.

Imagining how she would look wearing it, he felt a faint sense of anticipation and joy in his heart.

Su Yu gradually fell asleep while humming the nursery rhyme, until she was suddenly awakened by a hurried knock on the door. She knew in her heart that the person standing outside the door must be Jiang Xunzhong.

She quickly got out of bed and put on a thin coat. Seeing Jiang Ziling trying to get up, she quickly supported him and asked him to sit down on the chair. "I'll go open the door and see what's going on!"

There was still a hint of hoarseness in his voice from waking up in the morning, and Jiang Ziling was looking outside the door with worried eyes. The anxious knocking on the door made him worry whether something urgent had happened.

Su Yu gently opened the door, and under the dim light outside, Jiang Xunzhong's figure came into view. There was an anxiety and uneasiness on his face that was difficult to conceal.

The moonlight shone obliquely on his clenched hands, and a thin piece of contract paper was slightly moist due to the sweat on his palms.