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However, it was only the second floor, not very high, and there were weeds below to buffer the height, so it was no problem for Li Cheng at all.

As Li Cheng ran away, he glanced back at the window of room 201. Just then, Qian Xiaoqian poked her head out, pointed at Li Cheng, and screamed, "You pervert, stop right there! Don't run away!"

Li Cheng dared not look back; he ran forward as fast as he could.

Qian Xiaoqian was both ashamed and angry. She angrily punched the glass, a scene that was shocking to anyone who saw it.

Li Cheng didn't dare linger outside. He disposed of the stolen trench coat and mask on the way and then ran to Zhang's house.

That evening, Li Cheng carefully hid the medical book, and Zhang Qing returned.

When he returned, he looked somewhat anxious and uneasy, his face flushing and paling in turns, as if he was feeling unwell.

Seeing this, He Fang couldn't help but ask, "Zhang Qing, are you feeling unwell? Should we call a doctor to come and take a look?"

Zhang Qing shook her head, trying to cover it up, saying, "Mom, I was too busy today and didn't get enough rest. I'll be fine in a little while."

However, Li Cheng noticed that Zhang Qing kept fidgeting, as if she was being pricked by a needle somewhere.

Finally, she couldn't hold back any longer, stood up, and walked to the bedroom alone.

Sitting in his chair, Li Cheng couldn't help but say, "Sister Qing, if you're feeling unwell, you should go see a doctor..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhang Qing rolled her eyes at Li Cheng and slammed the bedroom door shut behind her.

Old Man Zhang couldn't help but ask He Fang, "What's wrong with Zhang Qing?"

He Fang also looked puzzled and said, "I don't know what happened either? Everything was fine during the day."

After dinner, He Fang went to the guest room to rest, while Old Man Zhang continued watching his TV.

Just as Li Cheng was about to go to bed, a text message suddenly came in on his phone.

"Li Cheng, come to my room for a moment..."

Li Cheng stared at the text message for a full minute.

Why would Zhang Qing take the initiative to invite him to the bedroom so late at night?

What is she trying to do? Has she figured things out about what happened at the hotel last night?

With a mix of trepidation and excitement, Li Cheng walked toward Zhang Qing's bedroom.

At that moment, Zhang Qing was sitting on the bed making a phone call.

His appearance didn't seem like he had "figured it out."

Li Cheng scratched his head and deliberately said to Zhang Qing, "Sister Qing, I've come to apologize to you. I startled you in the bathroom yesterday at noon. Don't worry, I've deleted the photos. I'll keep this to myself and won't tell anyone."

"Xiao Lu, so you mean you think I'm a bad woman?" Zhang Qing ignored Li Cheng's apology and went straight to the point.

"No, Sister Qing, we're both adults. Things like that are completely understandable..." Li Cheng explained.

"You really understand?" Zhang Qing asked, her eyebrows almost standing up straight.

"Of course! Even if you've never eaten pork, haven't you at least seen a pig run?"

"You..." Zhang Qing was so enraged by Li Cheng's words that she almost tore him apart.

However, she quickly regained her composure and growled at Li Cheng in a low voice, "That's not what I meant..."

"Not this?" Li Cheng looked bewildered and subconsciously asked, "Then what do you mean?"

"It's about the blind date at the hotel today," Zhang Qing said meaningfully.

"Hasn't this matter already been settled?" Li Cheng asked.

“That’s right, but my mother later found me and gave me a prescription…” As she spoke, Zhang Qing took out a piece of yellow paper from her bag and handed it to Li Cheng.

Li Cheng took the yellow paper, looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

It turns out that the yellow paper was actually a secret recipe for having a baby.

"What does your mother mean?" Li Cheng asked, amused, staring at the secret recipe.

"My mother obtained this secret recipe from an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor. It's said to help women give birth," Zhang Qing said shyly.

"You believe that too?" Li Cheng asked, smiling as he stared at Zhang Qing.

"There's no harm in giving it a try, right?" Zhang Qing said, her face inexplicably turning red.

"Have you discussed this with Li Tao?" Li Cheng looked at Zhang Qing with some confusion.

"Why would I look for him? We're divorced! Tonight, I'm here for you!" Zhang Qing said with a half-smile.

"Looking for me? But you rejected me last night..." Li Cheng stared at Zhang Qing, somewhat confused.

“This has something to do with you. Do you know who that old Chinese medicine doctor is? He’s Zhang Ting’s grandfather…” Zhang Qing said, somewhat annoyed.

"Is that so? Zhang Ting's grandfather studied medicine?" Li Cheng was astonished.

“That’s where the problem lies. The old man tampered with the recipe, and I almost fell for it,” Zhang Qing said.

"Then... what should I do?" Li Cheng stammered.

"First, figure out how to remove that ointment from my waist, and then I'll tell you what to do." Zhang Qing raised her head and looked directly at Li Cheng.

"Ointment? Is it the ointment from the secret recipe?" Li Cheng asked with a suspicious look.

"That's right, I've been feeling uncomfortable ever since I put it on..."

“Then you can tear it off!” Li Cheng muttered to himself.

“The problem is, I’m afraid of the pain… I can’t remove it by myself. I don’t know what’s wrong with this ointment; once it’s on, it’s very difficult to remove. Now, I need your help…” Zhang Qing explained.

Now Li Cheng understood.

It turns out that after learning that his granddaughter had been bullied, Zhang Ting's grandfather secretly tampered with Zhang Qing's prescription.

I never imagined that Zhang Ting's family had such an old man.

Li Cheng sighed, mustered his courage, and examined the ointment on Zhang Qing's waist. He then discovered that a ring of red spots had appeared around the ointment.

With just a light touch, Zhang Qing screamed in pain.

No wonder Zhang Qing acted that way tonight.

It seems this is a recipe that harms both the person and the person; Zhang Qing's mother has been deceived.

"Sister Qing, if you don't remove this ointment soon, your skin might ulcerate. You brought this on yourself. Why did your mother have to be so anxious and believe an old man's words?" Li Cheng mocked, frowning as he spoke.

"Xiao Lu, why are you talking so much nonsense?" Zhang Qing looked up impatiently. "Just help me, and hurry up. If you keep looking around, I'll get rough with you!"

"If you can't see, how am I supposed to remove the ointment? You might as well just blindfold me with a cloth," Li Cheng joked.

"Go away! You wish!" Zhang Qing rolled her eyes at Li Cheng. "If you blindfold me and then try to grope my waist, I won't fall for it!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Qing couldn't help but laugh.

For a moment, Li Cheng even wondered if the woman in front of him was the legendary Great Demon King.

Li Cheng gritted his teeth, rolled up his sleeves, squatted down next to Zhang Qing, and prepared to lift her skirt.

"I told you to tear off a piece of ointment, why did you roll up your sleeves?" Zhang Qing glared at Li Cheng again.

Li Cheng frowned and said, "Sister Qing, this ointment has already damaged your skin, and it might cause some trouble. What if I'm not careful and accidentally touch something I shouldn't and hurt you?"