The sickly son died young? After the marriage exchange, I will bring prosperity to his entire clan f

But the thought of her calling someone else "husband" and smiling sweetly at them made his heart ache so much he could hardly breathe.

The things she said to him really hit him where it hurt.

Du Mingxian slept exceptionally well that night. When she woke up at dawn, she felt much clearer-headed. She turned around and found that Ling Silang was still asleep. She quietly got up and went outside to exercise.

She secretly went to Ling Zheng's house before exercising.

Wang Fuzai said, "Third Master has gone back to rest."

"How are you?"

"Fortunately, I'm in good spirits."

“If nothing happens in a while, you can go home and have dinner. This son of a bitch, he’ll either sneak home at night or come home openly during the day.”

"Don't worry during the day. If he comes back, the villagers will definitely see him."

Wang Fu readily complied with the arrangement, saying, "Okay."

Du Mingxian went for a run and felt full of energy, her mind was sharp, and she was thinking about Ling Zheng.

If Ling Zheng and Ling Silang had no prior conflict, then it must not be a direct conflict; there must be something she doesn't know about in between.

Thinking of this, she suddenly remembered something: she had seen Du Mingwei with a man in the county that day, and that man looked somewhat like... Ling Yuan.

What if that man is Ling Zheng?

If that's the case, then things make sense.

Both Du Mingwei and herself were reborn. Du Mingwei valued her life as a general's wife in her previous life, so she directly arranged a marriage exchange. However, after the exchange, Du Mingwei's life was just so-so.

The Ling family, whom Du Mingwei used to look down on, is actually doing better and better. And what happened in between...?

If the man is indeed Ling Zheng, and he is having an ambiguous relationship with Du Mingwei, then Ling Zheng has a motive.

No, I still need to go back after dinner and have a good talk with Widow Chen. I'll ask her to keep an eye out; maybe she'll make a new discovery.

Du Mingxian fed Ling Silang breakfast first. Ling Silang was much better and looked much more energetic.

After Ling Silang finished eating, Du Mingxian went to eat. After the meal, she went to find Doctor Lin and gave him the ginseng she had dug out of her spatial storage earlier.

Seeing the ginseng that Du Mingxian had casually wrapped up, Doctor Lin almost stopped breathing. "My goodness, such a precious thing won't spoil if you just wrap it up like this."

Du Mingxian glanced at it only once, "I want to ask you a question."

"You say it, you say it."

"My husband's illness..."

Dr. Lin slowed down as he collected the ginseng, looking up with a serious and earnest expression. "It can take anywhere from three months to a month, or even just a few days."

Du Mingxian frowned. "What's your explanation?"

"If you're in a good mood, everything will fall into place. If you take good care of yourself and nothing goes wrong, the maximum is three months, but that's the limit."

"It's hard to say in a few days or a month. The patient's condition is most vulnerable to emotional fluctuations, and... your husband is a scholar, is he planning to take the exam again in mid-August?"

"Today is July 11th. If you do the math, it's only been a month. It's a pity that a scholar can't go because of health reasons. I'm afraid he won't understand and will feel bad. Then there's no telling what will happen."

Du Mingxian understood. "I will try my best to stop him from thinking so much, keep him in a good mood, and make sure he's okay."

Dr. Lin decisively said, "That's only three months. Let's make plans early."

"Is there really no other way?"

Dr. Lin shook his head silently. If there really was another way, would he not save the patient?

Thinking this, he pushed the ginseng in front of Du Mingxian, saying, "Take this back. I promised you before that it was my responsibility to treat him, and I don't need to give you anything extra."

"You don't need to take it." Du Mingxian felt annoyed, turned around and left without even glancing at the ginseng.

Dr. Lin chased after her, saying, "You silly girl, hurry up and take it."

Du Mingxian was startled and hurriedly pushed Doctor Lin back into the house, whispering, "Don't let my family know about this."

"You...you child."

"Take it, I have some of these."

Listen to what this is saying?

When did thousand-year-old ginseng become so common?

Dr. Lin wanted to refuse it, but Du Mingxian had already left. After hesitating, he accepted it. This was a good thing; it could save a life. But this girl… he owed her.

Du Mingxian returned to Ling Silang's room, and Doctor Lin followed closely behind. "I'm going back to the county first. I want to go back and look through some medical books."

"Alright, then please prescribe the medicine my husband needs and leave it with us. We can come to the county to find you if there are any issues."

"Okay." Dr. Lin went to make the arrangements.

Du Mingxian was quite happy. "Husband, did you hear that? Doctor Lin went back and looked through his medical books. Your chances of survival have increased. There will definitely be a way."

"it is good."

"Would you like to go outside and sit in the shade for a while?"

"I want to bask in the sun."

"Okay, I'll go get ready right away, and I'll come in and carry you in a bit."

Du Mingxian rushed out to prepare. There was a recliner at home, so she brought it out and made a headrest before going in to carry Ling Silang out.

Before it was her turn, Ling's father had already gone out and carried Ling Silang out.

Place Shiro on the recliner so that his face is out of the sun, but the rest of his body gets sunburned.

Du Mingxian wondered, "Won't it be too hot in July with the sun so strong?"

"It's not hot, it feels just right, very comfortable."

"it is good."

He felt cold again.

Du Mingxian felt sad. Some time ago, she clearly felt that Ling Silang was not as afraid of the cold, and his clothes were thinner, making him look no different from a normal person.

But right now, with the sun shining, he felt comfortable; the heat would be unbearable for most people.

Ling Shilang was really afraid of the cold, and he felt very comfortable, so he fell asleep as soon as he lay down on the chair.

Seeing this, Du Mingxian quietly told Ling's mother that she had something to do and was going out for a while before leaving.

In the past, Ling Silang would always cover for Du Mingxian wherever she went. Now that Ling Silang is seriously ill, Ling's mother instinctively wanted to cover for her when she heard Du Mingxian's words.

Since her son was dying, she, as his mother, had to take over.

Du Mingxian took Chen Ming with her, and the two of them drove a carriage to the Chen family.

Chen Ming ran to the Du family's house and called for Widow Chen to come home.

Widow Chen rushed back, and upon seeing Du Mingxian approaching, immediately asked, "How is Scholar Ling?"

"It's alright, I came here because I have something to do."

"You said."

"Keep a close eye on Du Mingwei lately. If you don't have time, have your kids do it. I won't let you down." Du Mingxian tossed over a five-tael silver ingot.

Widow Chen instinctively took it and then handed it back, saying, "Keep this. I don't want it. Just tell me what you need, and I'll take care of it."

She was also lucky to meet Ling Silang and Du Mingxian.

Now Du Mingxian gives her one tael of silver every month. Her son is still studying at the Ling family's house. He doesn't have to work. He's given nice clothes to wear and food and drink. Look how different her son is every time he comes back.