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

Before Master Lin could react, Su Yu had already agreed with a grateful look on his face: "Ah? This... Thank you so much, Master Han!"

Seeing his mother completely fall into Doctor Su's 'trap', Master Lin felt helpless and amused.

Although he had some complaints in his heart, he had no choice but to obey because of his mother's orders.

Master Lin glanced at Su Yu. Although he appeared humble and polite, he seemed to be very happy inside. This made his beard tremble slightly. He left angrily with his sleeves flicked, feeling very annoyed: If he had known that this would turn out to be the case, he should have just kept quiet.

Seeing this scene, the old lady laughed and joked, "Ask him to run errands, and he's still acting like a child."

Su Yu touched his nose guiltily, secretly thanking his luck that only the old lady and the young master's wife could be tolerant of his little thoughts and not blame him.

In their eyes, her little calculations seemed to be leniently ignored.

Master Lin, although he came from the military, was able to rise to such a prominent position, which was truly extraordinary.

From his sharp glance just now, Su Yu keenly captured that this senior official seemed to have seen through the subtle calculations in his mind with just one glance.

However, it doesn't matter, as long as the goal is achieved, everything is worth it.

Looking back to the original intention, the reason why Su Yu chose to go through so much trouble was actually because he was worried that if he visited directly, a powerful family like the Shaofu Mansion might misunderstand that he had received a favor and immediately make demands, thus creating gaps and resentments for no reason.

Seeing the trepidation in Su Yu's expression, the old lady mistakenly thought that he was worried about her niece, so she comforted him gently, "Doctor Su, don't worry. Although he may seem reluctant on the surface, he is actually the most filial. He will definitely do everything you ask for. Just concentrate on treating people's illnesses."

"Thank you for your understanding, old lady."

Su Yu's words were sincere and his gratitude was beyond words.

Afterwards, she took the pulse of both of them, feeling a secret joy rising in her heart.

Their recovery far exceeded her expectations.

Apparently, during this time, they were not disturbed by any trivial matters and devoted themselves wholeheartedly to recovering their health.

This is indeed the case.

The old lady has been on the verge of life and death, and now cherishes her life especially. She laughs and talks with her grandchildren every day, takes medicine regularly, and all worries are kept out of the door.

As for Madam Shao Fu, without the series of disputes caused by Song Xiaoniang at home, life became more peaceful and comfortable than ever before.

In the past, Song Xiaoniang coveted the power of the housekeeper, and the master doted on her. If he had not been childless, he would probably have acted according to her wishes.

Therefore, when the Young Master's wife was managing the affairs of the mansion, she did not dare to slack off in the slightest, for fear of being caught by someone or even losing her position as housekeeper.

This went on for a long time, and I was exhausted both physically and mentally, but I failed to win any sympathy from the master.

If Su Yu had not felt her pulse, she would not have realized that her body was like a dying lamp. The deep fatigue had become the norm in her life, causing her to mistakenly believe that she was just in a bad mood.

Since receiving Su Yu's treatment, she suddenly realized.

Neither the master's favor nor the housekeeper's power is as important as one's own health.

So she began to assign the tasks at hand, and unexpectedly discovered that the other concubines were able to perform their duties, handle affairs in an orderly manner, and respect her more and more.

In this way, she could rest assured and recuperate while still maintaining control over the affairs of the mansion, and her life became easy and happy.

The women in the family lived in harmony with each other, without any more disputes caused by competing for favor.

As the saying goes, a grain of rat droppings is enough to spoil the whole pot of soup. Song Xiaoniang was the "rat droppings" that destroyed the harmony.

Su Yu smiled and said, "Congratulations, old lady. Your body is recovering quickly. You will be fully recovered within three months."

When the old lady heard this, the wrinkles on her face were relaxed with joy. Her eyes were filled with unconcealable joy. She also asked Su Yu about another important person with concern: "What about Qingshu? How is she doing?"

Madam Young Master's tense heart seemed even more tense at this moment. She clasped her hands slightly together and fixed her eyes on Su Yu's face, fearing that she might catch any sign of a recurrence of her illness from her answer.

Her heart was roaring in her chest, like a prisoner awaiting sentencing, feeling both excited and afraid.

Su Yu responded with a gentle smile, but deliberately kept the question a secret, not answering directly: "Madam Master, how do you feel about your body? Sometimes, the feeling of the body is more real than any words."

"I feel much better indeed," Madam Young Master said with an excitement in her voice. "The bleeding has completely stopped. I feel energetic and in good spirits these past few days. I am no longer like before, feeling cold and weak all day long, as if the whole world has lost its color."

Madam Young Master described in detail the changes in her body during this period. Every bit of improvement warmed her like the warm spring sun, but deep in her heart she had a hint of worry, fearing that there were some unpredictable risks hidden behind this sudden recovery.

The old lady agreed, her words revealing an irrepressible sense of relief: "That's right! This girl hasn't made zongzi by herself for many years. This time she must be feeling better and in a good mood, so she has the taste for it."

Su Yu nodded slightly. Her intention had been achieved. She let the young master's wife describe the symptoms in person, just like the traditional method of observation, auscultation, questioning and palpation, which would make the diagnosis more accurate.

"When I took your pulse, Madam, I was also secretly surprised. Your recovery speed exceeded my expectations. The original plan was to perform acupuncture and moxibustion once a month for half a year to strengthen your body and replenish your vital energy. Now it seems that this step can be completely omitted."

As Su Yu spoke, his nimble fingers had already picked up the brush and were writing freely on the rice paper. The prescription gradually took shape.

Both ladies had happy expressions on their faces, but they had different thoughts in their minds.

The old lady's eyes sparkled with hope, and she carefully raised her expectations: "So, does she still have a chance to continue the incense for my Han family and give birth to a legitimate male offspring?"

At the side, Madam Shao Fu quietly clenched the handkerchief in her hand, her fingertips turning white due to nervousness.

Although she had a daughter and two sons, neither of them was legitimate.

As time passed, those dreams about having a legitimate son were no longer an obsession in her heart.

To her, nothing is more precious than her health.

Recalling the painful miscarriage experience, her husband remained indifferent when she was on the verge of death. Her heart had already become as cold as ice.

Deep down in her heart, she actually didn't want to try to have a child again, but the idea was like a thorn in her throat and she didn't dare to speak it out easily, for fear of angering the elders who had been waiting for a long time.

She secretly prayed that Su Yu could give an answer that would put an end to everyone's delusions. After all, even if there was no legitimate son.