The matriarch has returned; that spendthrift son is truly daring!

Song Shuyue knew what the old man was thinking, and sighed helplessly, "The prescription is on the table. If you want to see it, go see it yourself."

Upon hearing this, Jing Yuan, an old man with gray hair, immediately lit up and ran over as fast as his legs could carry him.

This speed might seem a bit incongruous for a centenarian.

"Moon Girl, I knew you were kind-hearted, haha, this is exactly what I wanted, this is fantastic, so that's how it is, haha, not bad, not bad."

Jing Yuan held the prescription and kept grinning foolishly. Huo Linyu was somewhat shocked. The famous Master Jing was actually like this in private. The contrast was indeed quite great.

Huo Xiaoyu explained somewhat embarrassedly, "Big brother, my master is like that only occasionally, haha."

Song Shuyue made Huo Linyu lie on the bed and strip him naked. Huo Linyu felt extremely ashamed, even though he knew that doctors did not distinguish between men and women.

He had undergone countless surgeries, but he still felt a little awkward around Song Shuyue.

Huo Xiaoyu and Jingyuan left on their own initiative, leaving only an assistant behind, who would carry out any instructions Huo Linyu gave.

The assistant noticed his boss's embarrassment and turned away from them.

Song Shuyue touched his leg with a serious expression, slowly moving down along the bones. Huo Linyu's breathing became heavy, and his heart beat faster and faster as if it no longer belonged to him.

He secretly despised himself, "Huo Linyu, how old are you? Why are you still so enthusiastic?"

Those doctors have examined your body quite a bit.

calm down.

Song Shuyue asked, "Can you feel anything?"

Seeing her solemn and cold expression, Huo Linyu felt a pang of guilt. Miss Song was earnestly treating his illness, but he would start thinking about all sorts of things.

He was paralyzed from the waist down, and the thought of this made him feel inferior instead of nervous and ashamed.

Huo Linyu answered truthfully, "No."

"Okay, I'm going to start the acupuncture now. If you feel scared, you can close your eyes."

Huo Linyu gave a wry smile and looked at Song Shuyue. “Miss Song, I’m not a child anymore. Besides, I’m a cripple and can’t feel pain, so don’t worry, I won’t be afraid.”

Song Shuyue nodded. "Okay."

After saying that, she took out a needle. Huo Linyu had been indifferent just now, but when she saw the long, sharp, and shiny needle in her hand, her expression froze instantly.

Wait a minute, this seems to be a little different from his understanding of needles.

So long!

Song Shuyue designed her acupuncture kits and other items herself to make them more convenient for her. Some of them were even improvements on existing items, just for the sake of convenience.

Huo Linyu couldn't help but swallow hard. The usually calm and composed man showed a hint of panic, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

after an hour

After Song Shuyue finished inserting the needles, she pulled them out one by one, and then took out a small hammer and gently tapped his leg.

He asked, "Mr. Huo, feel the pain carefully. If it hurts, tell me."

"it is good."

Huo Linyu was sweating profusely and panting as he dressed.

As Song Shuyue tapped, Huo Linyu felt a slight pain in his previously numb leg. Although it wasn't intense, it made him ecstatic.

He laughed, and I shouted, "Yes, Miss Song, I can feel pain! I can feel it!"

Huo Linyu's emotions surged like the tide crashing against the rocks on the shore, filled with excitement and exhilaration.

Song Shuyue: "This is a good sign. Here are the pills, five in total. Take one a day, every night. Have your assistant come with me. I will teach him how to prepare the medicinal bath. You must soak for at least three hours every day, not a minute less."

"it is good."

Dusk falls, and the sun sets in the west.

Song Shuyue rubbed her sore arms, stood up, stretched, and put away the ointment.

It rained this afternoon, but it has stopped now and the sky is clear. I'm getting ready to go home.

On the road

She was riding her electric scooter when a red motorcycle sped past her, splashing water all over her without mercy.

Song Shuyue stopped the car, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and tried her best to suppress the anger inside her.

I felt like I was grinding my back teeth to powder, and I kept telling myself that the person probably didn't do it on purpose, or that they might have something urgent to do.

Just as I was about to continue my journey home, the loud roar of the red motorcycle came again.

The locomotive that had left returned.

Song Shuyue thought he had come back to apologize, and she was already on the verge of saying "It's okay."

She heard the man say to her in a mocking tone, "You dare to drive a beat-up electric scooter on the road? You got splashed with water, serves you right, haha. Looking at your poor and pathetic appearance, you only deserve to drive an electric scooter."

Song Shuyue: "......" Very good, my fists are hard now.

Song Shuyue's eyes were cold and sharp as she raised her gaze to glare at the man. "Are you looking for death?"

Song Yuxi was slightly taken aback, and it took her half a minute to react. Her mind raced, and she turned to glare at her, gritting her teeth as she said, "You insulted me?"

Song Shuyue: "..." He's still an idiot.

Song Yuxi pointed at her head, "Do you know? The last person to talk to me like this is long gone. You, a little brat, dare to talk back to me? Are you not convinced? If you are, you'd better keep it to yourself. Do you know who I am?"

Song Shuyue smiled coldly, her eyes filled with indifference. She stretched out her leg and kicked him hard. With a thud, Song Yuxi and his car crashed to the ground.

"Ah! My leg, you're stepping on my leg! You little brat, how dare you! You dare kick my precious car, you're dead! I won't let you get away with this, you just wait and see! Do you know who I am?"

Song Shuyue ignored her and rode away.

Song Yuxi was still cursing behind her back, while Song Shuyue went to the bathroom to wash up as soon as she got home.

After changing into a pink nightgown and stepping outside, I saw Song Yanzhao sitting in the living room, scratching his head.

Sit down, stand up, sit down, stand up.

He paced back and forth, clapping his hands and sighing.

Song Shuyue walked downstairs expressionlessly. "What's wrong? You have lice?"

Upon hearing the voice, Song Yanzhao was startled. "Ah, Yueyue, what are you doing here?"

Song Shuyue brushed past her, poured herself a glass of water, sat down, and sipped it.

He saw right through his predicament.

"Are you in love?"

Song Yanzhao let out a sharp, shrill voice like a groundhog, which was deafening.

"Ah! Yueyue! You, you, you! Don't talk nonsense! This is slander, a blatant slander, do you understand? I'm telling you, it's not true."

Song Yanzhao's entire face was flushed, and it was easy to tell whether it was real or not.

Song Shuyue closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and said, "That's enough."

A fool cannot save himself.

Song Yanzhou came out carrying dishes. "Yueyue, don't pay attention to him. It seems that Fu Shuya, the eldest daughter of the Fu family, has taken a liking to him and asked him out to dinner. But when he found out that she was in love with someone else, he ran back halfway."

Song Yanzhao was shocked and ashamed.

Grabbing Song Yanzhou's arm, she loudly questioned, "How do you know! No, that's not true. I warn you not to talk nonsense. You are slandering me and defaming me. I can sue you. Miss Fu and I are completely innocent. There is nothing between us."

Song Yanzhou chuckled coldly twice, his eyes full of disdain, and pushed her away, saying, "Yueyue, it's time to eat."

[Song Shuyue, tomorrow is the weekend, and Grandpa gave us the day off. After you give my older brother acupuncture, shall we go to the amusement park?]

When Huo Xiaoyu sent her a message, Song Shuyue happened to be free, so she agreed.

"Yueyue, thank you so much for the ointment. Tomorrow's the weekend, do you want to come over to my place?" Song Yanzhou asked.

Song Shuyue: "No, Huo Xiaoyu invited me to the amusement park tomorrow."

Song Yanzhou: "Okay, be careful."

While eating, Song Yanzhao asked in confusion, "What ointment? Yueyue, what good thing did you give your second brother?"

Song Yanzhou tapped his bowl and glared at him unhappily, "Why are you talking so much while we're eating? If you're not going to eat, then get out."

Song Yanzhao retorted defiantly, "I was just curious! Humph!"