A renowned ancient physician transmigrates into the body of an abandoned woman, only to be sold off

"Huh? Mother, why would you suddenly ask that? I have nothing to do with him."

Song Zhili asked, somewhat bewildered, not understanding why Hu Cuicui would ask such a question.

Hu Cuicui was also dumbfounded, especially since rumors about them had spread throughout the village, and Song Zhili hadn't even thought about clarifying them.

Furthermore, He Chengjing had just stood up for her daughter, so Hu Cuicui found it hard to believe that there was nothing between them.

"No...nothing."

Seeing that Song Zhili had already said so, Hu Cuicui didn't say anything more. She decided to let Song Zhili make the decision herself.

Hu Cuicui did not intend to interfere. After all, her first marriage to Gu Changqing was due to Gu Changqing's father's dying wish, which had already delayed her once, and she did not want to delay it a second time.

The two walked around the courtyard again before Song Zhili returned to the house, lay down on the bed, and carefully thought about what Hu Cuicui had said to her in the courtyard earlier.

She also noticed that He Chengjing seemed a little off. Could it be that he really had feelings for her?

Although apart from the scar on his face, everything else about him is in line with her aesthetic sense, his identity is not simple. He is a prince, and he will definitely have three wives and four concubines in the future. She can't stand that!

Lost in thought, Song Zhili turned over and fell asleep. The next morning, after getting up, she first went to have Song Ziyuan's leg checked, and then she went to town with Song Zidong.

They arrived at Jixiang Restaurant together, and Song Zhili went to the kitchen to teach the chefs how to cook fish.

These cooks were also very clever; Song Zhili only taught them once, and they learned most of it.

When the chefs finished cooking the fish, Song Zhili tasted it and was very satisfied. The taste was almost identical to what she had made.

The chefs had been watching Song Zhili closely, waiting for her evaluation. When they saw her nod, they were all very happy, so they took the fish out for Manager Xu to try.

After tasting it, Manager Xu nodded in satisfaction. Seeing his satisfaction, Song Zhili and Song Zidong left the Jixiang Restaurant.

The two of them bought some necessities on the street, and then returned to the village. Song Feng took Song Zidong home, while Song Zhili did not get off the oxcart.

Song Feng then pulled her into the field. Song Zili jumped off the oxcart and went to the field where she planted chili peppers, where she watered the land.

He then went to the fishpond to take a look. Song Hai and Song Dashan were guarding the fishpond. Whenever a villager brought fish over, the two of them would pour the fish into the fishpond.

Then Song Hai or Song Dashan would settle the accounts with them in copper coins.

Seeing that they were all busy in an orderly manner, Song Zhili only glanced at them and did not go forward. Instead, she turned around and walked towards home.

Days passed by, and before they knew it, half a month had gone by. Early one morning, Song Zhili came to Song Ziyuan's room and removed the cast from his foot.

Then I checked his leg and saw that it had recovered very well and he was able to get out of bed and walk around a little.

"Second brother, you can take this off your foot now. When you have time, you can get out of bed and walk around a bit to see if there is any discomfort."

Song Zhili had already removed the cast from his foot. Then, she remembered that when she took him into the space earlier, she found that he had a blood clot in his brain, and she couldn't help but ask.

"Second brother, do you remember how you fell down the mountain? Besides your legs, were you injured in the head?"

Song Ziyuan thought about it carefully, then shook his head. "I don't remember the specifics very well. I was already at home when I woke up. Why don't you go ask your mother and the others later?"

Upon hearing Song Ziyuan's words, Song Zhili stopped asking questions and instead sought out Hu Cuicui to inquire about the situation at the time.

Hu Cuicui carefully recalled the situation at the time and said.

"I remember that it was your second brother's classmate who brought him back. At that time, he had lost consciousness. Not only was his leg injured, but it also seemed that his head had been hit. However, the doctor said that his brain was not damaged."

"Da Ya, why are you suddenly asking this? Did your second brother injure his head back then? But he seemed perfectly normal to me."

Song Zhili had a guess in her mind that the blood clot in Song Ziyuan's head was pressing on his brain nerves and affecting his memory.

There must be a period of memory he doesn't remember, and it's unknown whether he'll remember it after the blood stasis is removed.

"Oh, it's nothing. I was just asking. Mother, you don't need to worry too much. My second brother was able to get out of bed and start walking today. Mother, would you like to go and see him?"

Upon hearing that Song Ziyuan could get out of bed and walk around, Hu Cuicui immediately put down what she was doing and ran towards Song Ziyuan's room. Song Zhili did not follow her; she simply went into the room and slipped into her spatial dimension.

She had just heard her phone ringing in her spatial dimension. She knew it was Xia Momo calling her. She entered the spatial dimension, immediately went over, picked up the phone, and answered the call.

"Hey, Ali, don't speak yet, listen to me first. I've discovered something important, and I have to tell you."

Didn't you tell me before that you traveled to the Xia-Shang Kingdom? And you also told me you met a strange hunter named He Chengjing, right?

"Yes, what's wrong?"

Song Zhili was very puzzled, not understanding why Xia Momo was bringing this up now.

"Ah Li, what I'm about to tell you is so fantastical that I'm afraid you won't believe me."

"MoMo, stop keeping me in suspense and tell me already. Stop making me wonder."

Song Zhili's curiosity was immediately piqued by Xia Momo.

"Ahem, Ali, when I told you about what you were doing over there, it felt somewhat familiar."

Then, after thinking about it carefully these past few days, I realized that what you told me is very similar to a novel I've been reading. Even the character names are exactly the same. I suspect that you didn't just time travel, but rather transmigrated into a book.

The guy you mentioned before, He Chengjing, is he dead? I remember when I read that novel, it seemed to say that he was poisoned by people from an enemy country.

And your second brother's name is Song Ziyuan, and your ex-husband's name is Gu Changqing, right? Let me tell you, Song Ziyuan didn't break his leg on his own; Gu Changqing pushed him off the cliff."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhili was momentarily stunned and didn't react.

She had finally come to accept that she had transmigrated, but now Xia Momo was telling her that she had transmigrated into a book!