Female-dominated society: My husband is clingy and I can't shake him off

Li Mo'er stood at the pharmacy door with the gold leaf in her hand, not knowing why she had been kicked out.

Looking at the gold leaf in her hand, she took it to Aunt Tianming. Aunt Tianming was more reliable than Doctor Wang, who was so eager to marry Jingmo off.

Jingmo is so outstanding, how could she possibly not be able to get married? You're just worrying unnecessarily.

"Aunt Tianming~"

Li Mo'er secretly took out the gold leaf, wanting to show Li Tianming how much it was worth, but Li Tianming pushed it back.

She looked around and, finding no one paying attention to them, pulled Li Mo'er into the house.

Where did you get the money?

In just a moment, Li Tianming knew that the gold leaf was real, but since there had never been any gold leaves circulating in their area, the origin of Li Mo'er's gold leaf was unknown.

"Aunt Tianming, this is my reward for saving someone..."

She recounted everything that had happened to Li Tianming exactly as it was, omitting, of course, the part about her applying the medicine to Chu Xiaohuan.

After hearing this, Li Tianming still couldn't help but remind him, "Don't do this again in the future."

Li Mo'er nodded perfunctorily, "Okay, it's for buying a shop, isn't it?"

"You don't need to worry about that. The shop has been bought and is currently under renovation."

Ok?

Li Mo'er stared wide-eyed in confusion. Wasn't the money still not enough?

"Hey~ I still have some money here, so I'll cover it first."

Upon hearing this, Li Mo'er immediately handed the gold leaf to Aunt Tianming, saying, "Then you can keep this gold leaf, Aunt Tianming."

Li Tianming quickly waved his hand, "No, this is worth a thousand taels."

Seeing Li Tianming's strong refusal, Li Mo'er said, "Keep the money for decorations, buy some more salt, and return the rest to Doctor Wang."

Li Mo'er didn't mention returning the money to Aunt Tianming. She could tell that Aunt Tianming didn't treat her like an outsider, and she also planned to make the shop successful, so she directly let Er Gouzi take over.

"By the way, I've also had your house cleaned up."

Li Mo'er was puzzled as to how Aunt Tianming knew where her house was.

“That day, I asked Su Lang again, and he gave me the address of that house. So I found a shop nearby that would be convenient for you to go home.”

Li Mo'er hadn't expected Aunt Tianming to be so thoughtful; she hadn't even considered buying shops around the house.

She now feels that it was wise to leave this matter to Aunt Tianming.

After saying goodbye to Aunt Tianming, Li Mo'er returned home, thinking that after delivering the meal to the Lin family tomorrow, she would go with Aunt Tianming to check on the shop.

……

Shen House

Shen Zicen's condition has improved a lot, but Shen Ziche still stays by her side closely, leaving everything else to others.

Recently, Shen Zicen has started to smile, but Shen Ziche always feels that something is wrong, but he doesn't know exactly what it is.

He has been lying in bed these past few days, covering himself up completely and not letting anyone touch him.

Shen Ziche wanted to see a doctor, but A-Cen was very resistant, so he never saw a doctor.

"Young Master Shen, there's a newly opened shop. I noticed they've been..."

"Let her go, let her go!"

Shen Shi was about to report something outside the door when Shen Zicen caught a glimpse of a female shopkeeper outside.

He buried his head under the covers and kept shouting, the scene from that night replaying in his mind.

Shen Ziche quickly comforted A-Cen, waving them away repeatedly.

Even though the female shopkeeper was quite a distance from their room, Shen Zicen's reaction was still so intense, which made Shen Ziche worried.

"Ah Cen, she's gone, she's gone."

He gently patted Ah Cen to help him relax.

Shen Zicen tentatively peeked out, looking at the door in fear. Seeing the door tightly closed, he then poked his head out.

"Brother, I..."

Shen Zicen didn't know what to say. He saw Shen Ziche's worried expression and knew that his reaction had worried his brother. He wanted to tell him that he was fine, but he didn't know how to say it.

Shen Ziche's eyes were filled with tears, and he shook his head, unable to speak.

He now knew that Ah Cen had never truly gotten over that trauma and had been pretending to be fine these past few days, just to avoid making him worry.

Even so, Ah Cen's constant stoicism only made him more worried.

He must invite a doctor to examine Ah Cen tomorrow; he can't delay any longer.

"Brother, I want to take a shower."

When Shen Zicen thought about that night, he felt that he was still dirty. Although he had been washing himself several times a day these days, he still felt that he was not clean.

"Okay~ Time for a bath."

Shen Ziche's voice trembled, and he could barely make a sound.

"Shall I wash you?"

He softened his voice and gently guided A-Cen. He had to wash at least three times a day, and he didn't know what A-Cen was doing. This time, his condition had worsened again, so he didn't dare let him wash alone.

"Brother, I'll be fine after I take a shower."

He still didn't want anyone to see his dirty body.

The wound on his chest had become increasingly serious due to his constant soaking and rubbing, and the fact that he kept it covered by a blanket, preventing it from breathing, had caused it to become inflamed.

But he seemed oblivious to the pain, continuing to hurt himself repeatedly, as if that was the only way he could feel better.

Seeing that A-Cen was so determined, Shen Ziche had no choice but to give up.

He still needed to find a doctor to examine Ah Cen.

So he sent Shen Shi to invite a male doctor to take A-Cen's pulse while he was asleep that night.

All of this was being done quietly. Although male doctors were hard to find, he was determined to cure Ah Cen, even if it cost a fortune.

Ah Cen's condition fluctuated, or perhaps it never improved at all, which kept him on edge.

Inside the room, Shen Zicen continued to ruthlessly scrub his wounds, one stroke after another.

Tears rolled down her cheeks, and her lips turned white from straining.

She touched them here, here, and here; they're all dirty and need to be washed clean.

This time, he took an unusually long time to shower. Shen Ziche called him several times from outside the door, but he didn't respond.

Just as Shen Ziche was about to have someone break down the door, Shen Zicen finally responded and slowly emerged from the bathtub.

The water had turned ice cold, but he was oblivious to it. He dressed like a walking corpse and went back to bed.

Shen Ziche rushed in and saw Shen Zicen lying down. For some reason, he had a bad feeling.

He didn't dare leave his bed for the entire afternoon.

"Ah Cen? Ah Cen? It's time to eat."

Shen Ziche gently shook him, but he didn't react at all.

Shen Ziche panicked and quickly had someone invite the male doctor over.

He checked the temperature of A-Cen's forehead, and it wasn't high; in fact, it was even lower than his own temperature.

The doctor placed his hand on the patient's pulse, his brow never relaxing.

Shen Ziche waited anxiously on the side, wanting to ask questions, but seeing the doctor's expression, he didn't know how to start.

"Young master's symptoms are somewhat complicated. It should be that he was frightened, which caused his heart palpitations. He not only has an infection, but he has also caught a cold."

"If it goes on any longer, I'm afraid the young master's health will..."

The doctor didn't continue speaking, but simply shook his head silently.