The kang (heated brick bed) for left-behind women

"Then let's get treatment. Don't worry, the medical care in town is gradually improving, there will definitely be a solution." Lin Dachun didn't know how serious breast hyperplasia was.

"I asked, and the doctor suggested a treatment plan," Wu Yihua explained.

"Oh, that's good. Let's follow the doctor's advice. Don't be discouraged, everything will be alright," Lin Dachun reassured him.

"I came to you because I want you to treat me, is that alright?" Wu Yihua said very seriously.

"Me? Can I help?" Lin Dachun asked, puzzled.

"Yes, would you be willing to help me, Brother Dachun?" Wu Yihua pleaded in a slightly coquettish tone.

"Of course I'm willing! Why wouldn't I be? Tell me, how can I help you?" Lin Dachun was very kind. After all, she was a relative's wife, and they had a close and good relationship. It wouldn't be right not to help.

"Are you really willing? You won't go back on your word, will you?" Wu Yihua asked again to confirm.

"What's there to regret? It's not like we're going through hell. Don't worry, Yihua, I always keep my word. I won't go back on my word." Lin Dachun made up his mind.

"Then I'll tell you." Wu Yihua was a little embarrassed, but still said sincerely, "The doctor said that this illness requires daily massage to dissolve the lump. Massage it vigorously and keep massaging it until it melts away. Brother Dachun, do you understand?"

"Huh?" Lin Dachun was taken aback for a moment, then asked, "With your hands?"

"Um."

Wu Yihua nodded.

"Then let's find Brother Da Long. Isn't he always free? Perfect!" Lin Dachun replied.

"He's not good enough," Wu Yihua replied.

"Why won't it work?"

"He's lazy and good-for-nothing. He doesn't care whether I live or die. It's good enough if he doesn't beat me to death. If he knew I was sick and spending his money, he would only beat me even more," Wu Yihua said with red eyes.

She looked like she was about to cry.

Lin Dachun sat up straight and asked, "Did Dalong hit you again?"

This Lin Dalong is abusive. Lin Dachun has done his homework many times, and Lin Dalong has promised not to hit him anymore, but in the end, he still does.

"Yes. Hit." Wu Yihua nodded heavily.

"That bastard, why doesn't he ever learn? I've scolded him for nothing." As a half-elder brother, Lin Dachun's words still carried weight.

In this Linjiatun village, most residents are surnamed Lin, but there are also a few people with other surnames.

Lin Dachun held a relatively high level of prestige within the Lin clan.

"Well, that's why. How could I possibly ask him to treat my illness? Brother Dachun, you promised me earlier, you won't go back on your word, will you?" Wu Yihua asked again.

They were as if they were afraid Lin Dachun would change his mind.

"Sister Yihua, it's not a matter of whether I regret it or not, it's just that I'm not available," Lin Dachun said honestly.

"Yeah, that's why I came to you. If I went to someone else, another man would get the better deal." Afraid that Lin Dachun might change his mind, Wu Yihua continued, "Brother Dachun, you promised me, you won't go back on your word, will you?"

"Me." Lin Dachun never dreamed that he would be so busy; it was something he hadn't expected.

"Yihua, do you really want me to help you?" Lin Dachun himself couldn't believe it.

"Okay. I'm sure, alright?"

"Okay, okay, but will this method work? It would be a waste of time if we did all that work for nothing."

"The doctor said this is the best physical therapy."

As Wu Yihua spoke, she carefully grasped Lin Dachun's hand.

These hands are rough but strong.