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Gao Yan was about to look up when Lu Huan grabbed his arm: "Don't look up!"

Once the mule cart was out of sight of the teahouse, Lu Huan released his grip, his gaze showing a hint of appreciation: "Young man, you're quite alert!"

Gao Yan couldn't help but smile: "Of course! When I participated in the militia training, the instructor wanted to recommend me for the army!"

"Then why didn't you go back then?"

Gao Yan's upturned lips fell, and his tone carried a hint of sorrow: "My mother said there's no one to do the housework."

Lu Huan didn't know how to comfort him, so she could only hold his arm and stay by his side.

The emotion on his face lasted only a few breaths before Gao Yan forced a smile: "Don't worry about me, I stopped caring a long time ago."

Not caring doesn't mean I'm not sad. Fortunately, I already have you by my side. Gao Yan placed his hand over Lu Huan's and silently added this sentence in his heart.

Before the soft cloth could even be warmed in his palm, Lu Huan pointed behind Gao Yan and shouted to Shi Gu, "Stop the car!"

"What's wrong?" Gao Yan turned around and found that they were now in front of Jimintang, the largest medical clinic in Yanjing City.

He asked with a hint of concern, "Huan'er, are you feeling unwell?"

In her previous life, Lu Huan had irregular periods, and her lower abdomen would feel a dull, uncomfortable sensation during her period. Madam Li never taught her about such things; it was only later, at the Jimintang clinic in Jinling, that the problem was diagnosed.

However, by then she had already injured herself three times in a row, and her illness had dragged on for too long. If she hadn't taken the spiritual spring water later, she might never have been able to have children again.

She shook her head at Gao Yan and said, "It's been getting cold lately, and I always feel cold in my hands and feet. Why don't you come with me to get it checked out?"

Gao Yan assumed that accompanying Lu Huan inside meant she would see a doctor, while he stood aside and waited.

Unexpectedly, after the two entered the consultation room, Lu Huan forcefully pressed Gao Yan down onto the round stool, making it impossible for him to stand up.

"Huan'er, stop fooling around! I'm perfectly healthy! I don't need to see a doctor!"

Looking at the strange young couple, Dr. Luo's face immediately hardened: "Is this a place for you to fool around?"

Lu Huan smiled apologetically and explained, "Doctor, don't listen to him. Men are just too proud to admit it."

She bent down and whispered a threat in Gao Yan's ear: "You said you'd do whatever I said before?"

Gao Yan immediately wilted, like a frostbitten cabbage.

Dr. Luo took Gao Yan's wrist, flipped his eyelids, glanced at Gao Yan, and then looked at Lu Huan: "Where does it hurt?"

Lu Huan interrupted, "He usually doesn't eat well and does heavy manual labor!"

"Let him speak for himself!"

Lu Huan could only shut her mouth and quietly nudged Gao Yan from behind.

Gao Yan tried hard to recall for a while before he could barely piece together two points.

Dr. Luo stroked his graying beard and said, "You're still young and don't know how to take care of yourself. When you get old, your meridians will be blocked, and you'll suffer for it!"

"Wow, it's that serious!"

Doctor Luo grunted in acknowledgment, quickly wrote down a prescription on a piece of paper, handed it to Gao Yan, and then said to Lu Huan, "Sit down!"

Lu Huan also had a serious problem, so the couple behaved themselves and took the two prescriptions to the counter to get the medicine.

As they walked out of Jimintang, both of them felt a little unreal, especially Lu Huan.

She hadn't expected that she'd only happened to see the Jimintang sign and casually popped in. Whatever their ailments, they could simply recuperate with the spiritual spring water later; why had each of them gotten five doses of medicine?

Gao Yan, carrying two large bags of medicine, glanced at the sky and said, "Huan'er, it's getting late, you should go home early. I'll go out again tomorrow to buy you a carriage!"

Lu Huan nodded; that was the only option.

The three of them left the village carrying large and small bags, and returned fully loaded with their purchases.

As they passed through the village center, it was just getting dark. The villagers, returning home after a busy day, happened to run into Gao Yan and his wife.

Their eyes darted back and forth between the three wooden crates, almost as if they were about to reach out and lift the lids to see what good stuff was inside.

One of the nosy old women immediately asked, "Ayan's wife, what kind of return gift did your family send? It's packed into three boxes!"

Lu Huan secretly squeezed Gao Yan's palm and replied, "These are all clothes I wore when I was a young girl. I can't bring these old clothes into my dowry, so I brought them back on my way back to my parents' home."

"Oh dear! Why do you still need so much medicine! You've only been married for three days, who's sick?" This time, it was Gao's wife who was shouting loudly.

Having always had a bad relationship with the Zhou family, he noticed Gao Yan and the others staring at him with wide eyes and immediately spotted the medicine packet hidden in the middle of the box.

Gao Yan was about to speak when Lu Huan stopped him.

She replied with a smile, "My husband injured some of his bones while storing firewood for the winter, thank you for your concern, Auntie. The weather is getting colder, it's always good to store more firewood!"

"That's right! The clan chief said it's unusually cold this year! No, once this batch of vegetables is planted, I'll take all the young men in the family out to gather firewood!"

"Let's go to Fourth Brother's house to borrow a mule cart and go to Yanshan to look for it!"

The conversation quickly veered off course. The woman wanted to ask something more, but Shi Gu seized the opportunity and sped away in his mule cart.

The man was so angry that he stomped his feet behind the mule cart and spat in their direction several times.

Lu Huan turned around and asked Gao Yan, "Who is that? He looks familiar."

"That's your eighth aunt. She and Mother have never gotten along. If you run into her outside the courtyard, be very careful."

Lu Huan's eyes crinkled with laughter: "What, does she think she'd hit me?"

Gao Yan wanted to stroke her eyebrows and eyes, but there were many houses around, so it was not appropriate to do such an intimate thing. He could only hold her hand.

"No, but I'm worried you'll suffer a loss."

Lu Huan laughed even harder: "Don't worry, if we really run into each other, we'll see who comes out worse!"

Zhou's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as she stared at the three large wooden crates being unloaded from the mule cart.

"Why are you only coming back at this hour! Where have you been playing around? Aren't you going to do any chores around the house? Are you expecting your mother-in-law to serve you? And what is this thing?"

Lu Huan put on her standard smile and casually opened a wooden box: "These are all my old clothes. I brought them with me for this homecoming, so I don't have to spend money on new clothes."

She took out two more bundles of medicine from the mule cart: "On my way back today, I happened to pass by Jimintang and went in to have my husband's pulse checked. I didn't expect my husband to be feeling unwell, which is why it took a little longer. Mother-in-law, the doctor said that my husband's blood and qi are not in harmony, and he has been doing heavy labor. He's still young, so it's okay, but if this continues, he'll suffer when he gets older!"

As she spoke, Lu Huan began to silently wipe away her tears.

Seeing that a lot of people were about to gather outside the courtyard, Zhou felt like she had been caught red-handed doing something wrong, but she hadn't done anything at all. She was so wronged!

"Why are you crying! I only asked a few more questions, why are you crying now!"

Lu Huan wiped away her tears and said timidly, "The doctor said that my husband can't do heavy work these days. I just feel sorry for him..."

“If he doesn’t do it, who will? Am I, as the mother-in-law, supposed to do it?”