After transmigrating into the book, I helped my mother reconcile with her divorced husband.

Brother Dong's severed optic nerve has been repaired by the system; the so-called acupuncture was just a smokescreen, a mere formality.

During the pulse diagnosis, it was discovered that he also had some hidden ailments, which, although not serious, could easily trigger other diseases and lead to a shorter lifespan.

Brother Dong and his wife are good people. Good people should live to be a hundred years old. Let's take this opportunity to examine his eyes and give him a check-up.

Throughout the entire process, Sister-in-law Dong remained silent, but she finally couldn't hold back her words when Lu Zhiyuan removed the needles.

"Sister, miracle doctor, how is my husband's eye? Can it be cured?"

"Don't worry, Sister-in-law Dong." Lu Zhiyuan put down the needle: "Brother Dong's injured optic nerve has been repaired, but repair does not mean recovery. Brother Dong has been blind for too long, so we can only do our best and leave the rest to fate."

"Do your best and leave the rest to fate." Sister-in-law Dong murmured to herself, her legs went weak, and she sat down on the chair next to her: "Even the miracle doctor said so, I'm afraid my husband is really hopeless."

Brother Dong groped and grasped Sister-in-law Dong's hand: "If there's no hope, there's no hope. It's not a big deal. Didn't we already know this would happen?"

“But…” Sister-in-law Dong hesitated, her eyes filled with tears, “I want you to see Ganzhou now, to see our children, and to see me.”

Brother Dong touched Sister-in-law Dong's eyes: "My eyes can't see, but my heart can. My wife's face and my children's faces are all in my heart. As for Ganzhou, my wife and children can see for me, so what does it matter whether I can see it or not?"

Lu Zhiyuan coughed lightly: "Excuse me for interrupting."

Brother Dong and Sister-in-law Dong both looked at her.

“Well…” Lu Zhiyuan touched her nose: “What I mean is that whether Brother Dong’s eyes can be restored to normal depends on fate, but it doesn’t mean that Brother Dong will remain blind forever.”

"Sister...sister?" Sister-in-law Dong asked excitedly, "You mean..."

“Even the worst is better than now.” Lu Zhiyuan raised an eyebrow slightly. “With careful recuperation, Brother Dong will be able to see again in half a month to six months. It’s just that we don’t know how well his vision will recover. Maybe it will be a blurry shadow, or maybe it will be an unusually clear world. Maybe it will be blurry at first and then gradually become clear. Maybe it will be blurry at first and remain blurry for decades to come. I’m so tired of talking, I don’t know if you all understood.”

Brother Dong smiled.

"Thank you, Madam. We have heard you clearly."

Sister-in-law Dong shook Brother Dong's arm: "What do you mean? I don't understand."

"It means I can see, my world is no longer dark." Brother Dong patted Sister Dong's head like he was comforting a child: "It's just that I might not be able to see very clearly."

"Won't it be painful if you can't see clearly?" Sister-in-law Dong tugged at his sleeve, her heart aching with concern.

Lu Zhiyuan spoke her mind. For those who are accustomed to light, the transition from clarity to blurriness is unbearable. For those who live in darkness year-round, a glimmer of light is hope. Even a blurry world is better than a world of complete darkness.

“Yes, yes, the miracle doctor is right. As long as we can see, what does it matter if we can’t see clearly?” Sister-in-law Dong wiped away her tears. “What should I pay attention to? Do I need to take medicine? Should I take it orally or apply it externally? Tell me in detail, repeat it several times. My memory isn’t good, so I have to try my best to remember it.”

Seeing his wife becoming increasingly agitated, Brother Dong couldn't help but hug her: "Madam, don't worry, we'll have the divine doctor write it down later."

"Madam forgot, the eldest, second, and third sons are all literate. A bad pen is worse than a good memory; write it down in black and white, paste it in the most conspicuous place, and Madam won't forget it even if she wanted to."

"Yes, yes, let them make a lot of copies and stick them everywhere in the house."

"Madam is probably putting up paper-cut window decorations for the New Year."

"I was just afraid the wind would blow it away, or that Xiao Si would tear it up," said Sister-in-law Dong, feeling wronged. "Besides, if you could see it, would you find me ugly and divorce me? You, Dong, let me tell you, I've given you four children. If you divorce me, I won't be able to find anyone to marry."

Brother Dong shook his head: "What nonsense are you talking about? You're making a fool of yourself in front of the miracle doctor and her husband. Your husband isn't exactly a hot commodity. Besides you, who else would want me? I'll be grateful if you don't look down on me."

"That's true, no matter how handsome he is, he's still an old man."

“What you say is true, madam,” said Brother Dong. “He’s not just an old man, but an old man with four burdens. It’s so kind of you, madam, not to mind. I’ll rely on you for the rest of my life.”

Seeing this, the Crown Prince leaned close to Lu Zhiyuan's ear and whispered, "I'll be relying on you for the rest of my life."

Lu Zhiyuan pinched his ear: "I'm not Sister-in-law Dong, I don't have a heart as soft as hers."

The Crown Prince kissed her earlobe: "I like it when my wife is so hard-hearted."

As they were talking, someone knocked on the door. The third daughter of the Dong family ran over to see what was happening and said that an uncle had come to take his child. The eldest daughter-in-law of the Dong family took the still-sleepy baby girl over and, worried that he, a man, wouldn't know how to take care of her, carefully explained all the details to him.

The child had no mother and could only drink goat's milk or cow's milk. However, raw goat's milk and cow's milk cannot be eaten directly; they must be boiled before consumption. The man bowed his head in thanks, then carried the child away.

Seeing that Lu Zhiyuan was staring in the direction the child had left, the Crown Prince gently nudged her: "Should we arrange a wet nurse for that child?"

Lu Zhiyuan shook her head: "No need! We should help those in need, not those in the family, and provide emergency relief, not long-term support. We have already done everything we could to help. As for what happens in the future, that is their business."

“I thought the lady treated that child differently.”

“There are many pitiful people in the world, she is just one of them.” Lu Zhiyuan pulled the Crown Prince to his feet: “It’s getting late, Zuo Yi’s investigation should have yielded some results, let’s go.”

Sister-in-law Dong stopped them: "What's the rush? I've already had someone prepare the food in the kitchen. Sister and her husband can eat first before you leave."

"Does Sister-in-law Dong know what happened on the street?" Lu Zhiyuan said, "My husband and I just entered the city and saw that the streets were in chaos, so we asked our servant to inquire. Now that my husband and I have come to Sister-in-law Dong's residence, I was afraid that my servant would not be able to find us."

"I see. No wonder you, with your noble air, ended up on this chaotic street." Sister-in-law Dong grasped her hand. "It's strange, really. About an hour ago... no, more than an hour ago. Suddenly, a group of people appeared on the street. They were shouting everywhere that the charcoal in Ganzhou City was gone, and that once the heavy snow fell, people would die in every household. Not long after, another group of people arrived, saying they had charcoal and weren't afraid of the thugs who threatened the people, and that anyone who wanted to buy charcoal should go to them."

"Does your sister-in-law know where those people came from?"

"Hey, how would I know that? I only know that those two groups are unfamiliar faces, and they don't seem to be people who usually operate in our Ganzhou City," Sister-in-law Dong muttered, but she did provide quite a bit of information.