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

You massage his Ren and Du meridians every day. The Ren meridian governs Yin, while the Du meridian governs Yang. These two meridians interact with each other and are constantly renewed. The Du meridian in particular runs from the top of the head directly to the kidneys, and is closely related to his condition. Massage is as important as taking medicine, and should not be interrupted for even a day.

"Okay, okay, I'll do it."

Xie Qifen nodded repeatedly, her eyes full of anticipation and determination for the future.

In order to cure Meng Yuanyou's hidden illness, she is willing to try everything possible.

Su Yu then spread out paper and pen and wrote down the prescription stroke by stroke.

Afterwards, the two of them worked together to gently place Meng Yuanyou on the bed. Su Yu patiently and meticulously demonstrated and explained the specific massage techniques, striving to get every movement just right.

Xie Qifen studied extremely attentively, afraid of missing any details.

Su Yu was worried that she would forget something, so he hand-drew a concise meridian map for her so that she could check it at any time as a reminder.

Before I knew it, the night had deepened, the stars twinkled outside the window, and everything was silent.

Xie Qifen insisted on accompanying Su Yu home, worried that she would feel uneasy walking alone at night.

Su Yu declined with a smile. She was used to the quietness of the night and knew that their two homes were not far apart, so there was no need to do this.

Finally, under Su Yu's insistence, Xie Qifen had to compromise and bid farewell to him reluctantly at the door.

Before leaving, Su Yu reminded him, "Sister, please don't tell Uncle that I wrote the prescription. I'm worried that he will feel embarrassed."

Su Yu vaguely sensed Meng Yuanyou's strong machismo from Xie Qifen's previous words. He found it difficult to talk about his illness even at home, let alone let outsiders know.

Especially when a woman is doing the treatment, if it is not handled properly, it may cause unnecessary misunderstandings and rifts.

"Don't worry, I understand."

Xie Qifen responded in a low voice. She knew Meng Yuanyou's character very well and would naturally not reveal this secret easily.

In the night, the two figures went away, leaving only a trail of footprints to testify to the help and understanding of this late night.

With this comfort, Su Yu's anxiety gradually subsided, her steps became light and cheerful, and she skipped lightly on the path dotted with silvery moonlight.

Although the night was dark and the path was hidden in the haze, she did not feel the slightest fear in her heart. Instead, she held a hint of curiosity and anticipation about the unknown.

However, when she stepped into the familiar and quiet courtyard of her home, a sudden scene instantly shattered her tranquility.

Bursts of suppressed and intermittent sobbing came from the yard, like the most discordant notes in the middle of the night, guiding her gaze to a lonely figure in the corner.

Looking closely, the person curled up in the moonlight was actually Jiang Youfu.

His back looked extremely hunched, and he leaned helplessly against the crumbling door that had been barely repaired by Jiang Xunzhong.

This door has now become a fragile boundary between him and this family, and it is also a silent witness, telling the story of Jiang Youfu's experience - he was apparently ruthlessly kicked out of the house by the notorious Fang Qin.

At this moment, Jiang Youfu's eyes were empty and his expression was dazed, as if he had lost the judgment and thinking that an adult should have, and his remaining consciousness seemed to have regressed to his childhood.

Fang Qin's violence and verbal abuse planted deep seeds of fear in his heart, making him afraid to even show the most basic resistance.

Especially on a dark and windy night like this, the absence of his parents made him feel isolated and helpless to the extreme. The darkness and silence around him undoubtedly magnified the panic in his heart, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Jiang Youfu and Fang Qin seem to be two extreme manifestations of the world's evil, each leading the way in "charm" and making people shudder.

Su Yu felt no sympathy for this scene, but rather a bit of gloating.

She believes that everything Jiang Youfu has to endure is nothing more than the consequence of his past actions and he has brought it upon himself.

On the way back into the house, she even deliberately imitated a few shrill cat calls. The sound was particularly harsh in the silent night sky, causing Jiang Youfu's already fragile psychological defenses to completely collapse.

There was more panic mixed in his cries, and his body curled up even tighter, as if trying to hide himself completely.

Su Yu pushed open the door with joy, thinking that Jiang Ziling and Xier had already fallen asleep and a peaceful night would greet her.

However, Jiang Ziling unexpectedly asked, "Why did you come back at this time?" His tone revealed some concern and anticipation.

Su Yu was slightly surprised and blurted out: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

She did not expect that Jiang Ziling would toss and turn in bed because of her late return.

Jiang Ziling explained casually: "I slept a little longer during the day, but I couldn't sleep at night."

He tried his best to hide his inner worry and reluctance in his words.

Su Yu nodded slightly upon hearing this, and without further questioning, he walked straight to the well, performing a series of actions smoothly: fetching water, washing, changing clothes, until finally getting lightly onto the bed. Everything happened naturally, as if every action had been rehearsed thousands of times.

Tonight, Xier seemed to sense the subtle changes in the home and curled up at the other end of the bed consciously.

Su Yu lay down close to Jiang Ziling, with a barely perceptible smile on his face, thinking to himself: This little guy has inadvertently become my "good helper".

Just as she was immersed in her own thoughts, Jiang Ziling hesitated to speak, and finally uttered only one word: "You..."

Su Yu seemed to have guessed his thoughts, and took the lead, saying in a slightly aggrieved tone: "Please, I've been busy all day, you're not going to let me sleep on the table, are you?"

Her tone contained both coquettishness and a hint of genuine fatigue.

Jiang Ziling realized that his idea was indeed a bit excessive, but it was a bit awkward for him to sleep in the same bed with someone else.

He originally planned to let Su Yu hold Xier and sleep between them as a buffer, but he did not expect Su Yu to immediately refuse on the grounds of sore arms.

Faced with such a rare opportunity, Su Yu was not willing to take care of that little "light bulb" anymore. He secretly laughed at Jiang Ziling's naive idea.

In the darkness, although his vision was blurred, Jiang Ziling could still feel Su Yu's undisguised and direct gaze staring at him.

In order to break the awkwardness, he tried to find some topics to talk about, so he asked, "What did you do at Sister He's house? Why did you come home so late?"

Su Yu heard this, a sly light flashed in his eyes, and he deliberately prolonged his tone and asked back with a hint of joking: "Do you really want to know?"

There was a hint of teasing in her tone that made people curious.

Jiang Ziling nodded with a serious expression, obviously very interested in Su Yu's words.

Su Yu's lips curled up into a barely perceptible smile, and he laughed secretly in his heart, as if to say, this is the topic you started, so don't complain that my next words are too complicated.