I was sold when I opened my eyes! My sick and disabled husband comforts me every night after he wake

He asked the question again, and Lan Zhi suddenly laughed. Seeing her happy laugh, Mo Ning seemed to realize something and laughed along with her.

"You smiled? You finally smiled?"

Seeing him finally show a long-lost smile, she felt an indescribable joy, and a hearty laugh instantly filled the poor and ordinary courtyard.

Half a month passed in a flash. While changing Mo Ning's dressing, Lan Zhi whispered:

“We can’t just sit here and wait to starve to death. I’ve thought about it. I’ll go find the village chief later and talk to him about opening a clinic at home.”

“There’s a doctor in the village, you’re taking away his livelihood.”

“I’ve heard that the village doctor often travels to study, and if someone in the village has a headache or fever, they have to go to the town to find a doctor. If I open one at home, it will not only be convenient for everyone, but I can also earn some money. It’s a win-win situation.”

Mo Ning watched as she deftly changed her dressing and breathed a soft sigh of relief.

“The responsibility of supporting the family should be borne by me, the man, but now you're being put in a difficult position. I'm truly useless.”

She looked up, furrowed her brows, and rolled her eyes at him.

“Mo Ning, I remember telling you a long time ago not to say such discouraging things. There will be a time when you will support the family, but not now.”

Mo Ning blushed slightly, then asked softly,

"You said I would be able to move my hands after a month, but half a month has passed and I still can't feel them at all."

After she finished bandaging his wound, she chuckled softly.

"It's only been half a month, what's the rush? Okay, you rest for a while, I'm going to find the village chief. We have to earn money as soon as possible, otherwise we'll starve."

As she spoke, she secured his wheelchair and turned to leave.

She had just reached the gate when she ran into Nie Yuan.

She frowned in obvious disgust.

"Didn't I tell you not to come looking for me again? Why are you here again?"

This was the fourth time he had brought her osmanthus cakes. Each time, she would give the cakes to Xiangxiu, not to please her, but because she felt that Xiangxiu liked Nie Yuan and that they should be a couple.

Nie Yuan didn't care about her cold expression; instead, he cheerfully held up the bag in front of her.

"It's fresh out of the oven. I brought it back to you specially. I still have to go back to the yamen. Here you go."

She didn't take the bag, but said directly:

"I gave all the pastries you gave me to Xiangxiu."

What are you giving it to her for?

Upon hearing this, Mo Yuan became anxious.

Why are you giving away what I gave you?

“I told you I wouldn’t take your things. By the way, the sachet I gave you last time was also a gift from Xiangxiu. You left in a hurry then, and I didn’t have time to tell you.”

Hearing her say that, Nie Yuan took out the sachet from his pocket and said, "You're saying this was a gift from Xiangxiu? I treasured it and kept it in my pocket. Since it's hers, give it back to her!"

"You know perfectly well that she likes you; you two should be a couple."

Nie Yuan coldly replied, "I don't like her, and I can't afford to marry her. We can never be together..."

As he finished speaking, Lan Zhi noticed that Xiang Xiu was standing not far away watching them.

She realized something and quickly walked over.

"Xiangxiu..."

Xiangxiu suddenly raised the few pieces of milk candy in her hand, looking at her with reddened eyes.

"It was all a lie. You were deceiving me. I was wondering why Nie Yuan wanted to give me something, so he had to go through you. So it was him who gave it to you. You were lying to me, Ling Lanzhi. I hate you..."

After saying that, she wiped her eyes with her sleeve, turned around, and ran away.

"Xiangxiu..."

Lan Zhi wanted to call her back and explain, but she didn't give her a chance; she had already run far away.

Nie Yuan walked over with a frown, and asked with a hint of apology:

"Was what I said just now too harsh? I didn't expect her to hear it."

Lan Zhi let out a soft sigh and spoke quietly.

"She truly loves you, why do you want to hurt her feelings?"

Leaving those words behind, she strode forward, and Nie Yuan hurriedly caught up with her.

"Here, take this pastry."

"leave me alone."

She snapped at him angrily.

“Nie Yuan, don’t come looking for me again. Xiangxiu is my only friend in this village, but now she’s ignoring me because of you. If you make me see you again, I’ll curse you out.”

At this point, she snatched the bag of pastries from his hand.

"I'll deliver this to your home for you. Remember, don't come looking for me again."

Anyway, she was going to Nie Shuren's house. Given Wu Juan's vengeful and petty nature, perhaps if she brought pastries, her attitude would change.

Sure enough, Wu Juan was hanging clothes out to dry in the yard. When she saw her coming, she first glared at her unhappily, but when she saw the paper bag in her hand, her expression immediately changed.

"Oh, Mo Ning's wife, what brings you here?"

"Is Village Chief Nie here? I need to talk to him about something."

Seeing Wu Juan glance at the pastries in her hand again, she quickly offered them to her with both hands.

"This is osmanthus pastry, just brought back from the city. Aunt Wu, please have a taste."

Wu Juan then grinned, took the bag of pastries, and called out into the house:

"Shuren, Mo Ning's wife is looking for you."

Nie Shuren came out of the house and looked puzzled when he saw Lan Zhi.

"What's the matter with me?"

Lan Zhi hurriedly stepped forward.

"Village Chief Nie, there's something I'd like to discuss with you."

Nie Shuren sat on a stone bench in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, then gestured for her to sit down.

"Say it!"

After she sat down, she got straight to the point:

“I heard that the village doctor is often not in the village, and villagers have to go to Binjiang Town to find a doctor if they have a problem. I was thinking of becoming a barefoot doctor in the village temporarily. What do you think?”

"What?"

Nie Shuren stared at her in surprise.

"You're a doctor?..."

He didn't seem to believe she had medical skills.

"You've lived in Yangjiazhuang since you were a child. Do you think I don't know your own limitations? You want to be a doctor? You're just asking for trouble."

Clearly, Nie Shuren found her words laughable.

“Village Chief Nie, I know you doubt me, but I really do know medicine. When I was a child, I received the true teachings of a divine healer while gathering pig feed in the mountains. If you don’t believe me, find a patient and let me try. If I can’t cure him, I’ll give up on this idea.”

Nie Shuren glanced at her disdainfully, then suddenly laughed.

"If you're struggling to make ends meet, ask your Aunt Wu to take some rice back to cook porridge. Don't try to cheat people with these kinds of shady things. Everyone in this village is anxious when someone is sick, and nobody has much money to be cheated out of. Go home now!"

As he was speaking, he prepared to get up, but Lan Zhi, unwilling to give up, called out to him again.

"Village Chief Nie, do you often suffer from insomnia? Are you restless during the day and unable to concentrate on anything?"

Her words startled Nie Shuren, who was about to leave. He turned back and looked at her suspiciously.

"What did you say?"

She nodded with a serious expression.

“You are quite ill. If you trust me, let me take your pulse.”

Nie Shuren didn't want to believe her at first, but Wu Juan nudged him.

“You have all the conditions she just mentioned. Since it doesn’t cost any money, let her give it a try.”

Nie Shuren then sat down again with some skepticism. She gestured for him to extend his left hand and place three fingers on his pulse.

After a long pause, she slowly spoke.

"Village Chief Nie's pulse is scattered and his heart energy is insufficient. He sleeps poorly at night and is mentally scattered during the day. If he is not treated in time, I'm afraid his health will get worse and worse, and his heart energy will be slowly depleted. By then, it will be too late to treat him."