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"Sister-in-law, have you named the child yet?"

Song Qingqian pressed for details, since the couple had a deep bond and should have discussed the child's name long ago.

After a moment of silence, Bai said, "Her name is Lu Nianzhi, in memory of her father who died unjustly."

Song Qingqian felt as if a large hand was gripping her heart tightly. She was just a child and shouldn't have to bear such a heavy burden. Wouldn't it be better for her to live a peaceful and smooth life?

The old lady sighed, her eyes filled with tears, and nodded: "Nianzhi, very good, let's call him Lu Nianzhi! If he has a spirit in heaven today, he will surely protect Nianzhi and help him grow up safely."

But the baby in the swaddling clothes didn't seem to like the name, crying loudly and kicking wildly.

Song Qingqian felt somewhat helpless, but she was powerless to refute it. After all, it was her own mother who arranged the marriage, and no one else had the right to interfere.

While she was getting the medicine box from the trunk, she glanced at the Pinduoduo system. There was only one product for promoting lactation: Wang Bu Liu Xing Concentrated Pills. There were only two pills in a bottle, so it seemed to be quite effective. Song Qingqian decisively bought a bottle.

Then she looked at several sets of clothing commonly used by women in ancient times when nursing their babies; these would be useful later…

After finding the medicine box, Song Qingqian handed the small porcelain bottle and spring water to Bai Shi, smiling as she instructed:

"Sister-in-law, this is for promoting lactation. Take one pill today and another tomorrow. If it doesn't work well, we can go to town and buy some pig's trotters and crucian carp to make soup. That should be fine."

Madam Bai nodded gratefully: "Thank you, sister-in-law. We are so grateful to you today, otherwise..."

"Sister-in-law, let's not talk about the past. I'm just glad you and the baby are safe and sound."

Song Qingqian smiled gently, offering words of comfort. Then, she lifted the curtain, patted Lu Jingchuan apologetically, and said:

"Your injuries haven't been treated yet, have they? I've been too busy to have time. Come in and I'll treat them for you, so they don't get infected if left untreated."

"It's alright, we can take care of it at the post station."

Lu Jingchuan smiled calmly and politely declined her offer. The injury on his back was alright, but the injury on his thigh required him to remove his undergarments, which Song Qingqian deemed acceptable.

However, there were other women in the carriage, and the separation between men and women made it quite inconvenient.

"No, even though the poison has been neutralized, the wound still needs treatment. Besides, it's still more than two hours before we reach Bingzhou. If it's not treated, it will keep bleeding. How much blood do you have to keep bleeding?"

After refuting him, Song Qingqian reached out and pulled open the sticky outer robe on his back to take a look. The wound was red and swollen, and was still oozing thin streams of blood.

"Then let's wait until we catch up with the group and rest. It should only take about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."

Bai noticed Lu Jingchuan's embarrassment. It was all her fault for delaying the third son's treatment because she was having a baby. If it really was an infection as the third son's wife said, she would be in big trouble.

She quickly beckoned Lu Lanyue to go to the back and bring out an uncut piece of fabric, explaining with a smile:

"Third brother, let your wife treat the wound. There's a form here, tie it to the carriage window. You can treat it in the front, and we can't see anything from the back."

If you're really bothered by this, we can stop the carriage and wait outside for a while!

The old lady quickly chimed in, "Chuan'er, this injury can't be left untreated. Look, your outer robe is covered in blood on the back."

Song Qingqian glanced at the fabric and nodded in agreement: "That's feasible!"

She and Lu Xieyue then set to work, and in a short while, a separate space was created in front of the carriage window using cloth.

Seeing that everyone had reached an agreement, Lu Jingchuan had nothing more to say, so he handed the reins to Lu Yunqi, turned around, lifted the curtain, and entered the carriage.

Because of the need to treat the wound, the carriage naturally slowed down, and suddenly being separated into two enclosed spaces, the group of people looked at each other and instantly became a little reserved...

Song Qingqian had already prepared her medicine kit. She squatted to one side and watched with great interest as Lu Jingchuan awkwardly took off his outer robe.

Lu Jingchuan sat upright with his back to her, his jawline taut with tension. Song Qingqian's gaze shifted from his profile to his back.

Lu Jingchuan's back was broad and solid, as upright as a pine tree. Every muscle seemed to be full of power, and large and small scars were interspersed, as if telling the story of his past achievements and infinite glory.

A nameless pang of sorrow welled up in Song Qingqian's heart. She truly felt that Lu Jingchuan's years of risking his life were not worth it.

Disinfecting, applying medicine, and bandaging – Song Qingqian completed the tasks in one smooth motion.

Suddenly, Zhan'er's little head peeked in, and upon seeing Lu Jingchuan's injury, she exclaimed in surprise:

"Third Uncle, why do you have so many scars on your body?"

"Really? I want to see it too."

Just as Yu'er was about to peek her little head inside, Lu Xieyue pulled her out.

"You can't look at it."

Lu Xieyue blushed as she explained, knowing what Xiao Yu'er wanted to say, and quickly pulled Zhan'er out as well.

"Do not look at what is improper; no one is allowed to look!"

"Then why can Third Aunt see it?"

Xiao Yu'er pouted unconvinced and said that she hadn't seen anything.

“Your third aunt is a doctor, so of course she can treat illnesses.”

Bai replied first, then she said to the two children, "Don't bother your third uncle, come and see your little sister."

Song Qingqian lowered her head and smiled faintly. Lu Jingchuan had just grabbed the outer robe that was placed beside him in a hurry, ready to put it on at any time.

"He's just a kid, what's there to be so bothered about?"

Lu Jingchuan's face flushed slightly for a moment, then quickly disappeared. He wasn't worried that Yu'er would see it, but he was afraid that his two younger sisters would see it. In two more years, they would both be of marriageable age, and things that needed to be kept private had to be kept private!

Seeing that he remained silent, Song Qingqian decided not to tease him any further and whispered, "Put on your outer robe, and take off the bottom one."

"Let's leave the leg injury for now and deal with it after we settle down at the inn."

"Since you've already dealt with half of it, the two kids definitely won't want to see you anymore. What are you still worried about?"

Song Qingqian raised an eyebrow and asked, "If it were a young lady, it would be fine, but what is a grown man doing acting so coy?"

"No!"

Lu Jingchuan had already put on his outer robe and was about to go out when Song Qingqian reached out and grabbed him.

Suddenly, the carriage hit a rock, and the carriage tilted to one side for a moment.

Song Qingqian lost her balance and fell towards Lu Jingchuan's side. Lu Jingchuan was worried that she would get hurt, so he quickly reached out and caught her, making her fall firmly onto him.

But his back slammed against the carriage wall, and in the instant the pain struck, Song Qingqian's lips landed on his Adam's apple...

This happened so fast that Song Qingqian was stunned. She hurriedly turned her head away and got up from Lu Jingchuan.

"Sorry, I lost my balance!"

"It's alright, I'm glad you're not hurt!"

Lu Jingchuan's face flushed crimson in an instant, his heart pounded like thunder, and his breathing became rapid. What made him even more devastated was that his body had actually reacted to Song Qingqian's unintentional touch.

To avoid being noticed by Song Qingqian, he hurriedly straightened his robes, lifted the curtain, and sat down outside.