Uncle Shazhu, a simple-minded man in a courtyard house, persuades people with reason.

At No. 95 Nanluoguxiang, many neighbors were standing at the entrance of the He family's house in the middle courtyard. He Ping'an put down He Yuzhu and rushed into the main house.

The figure that was always busy and unwilling to rest for a moment was now lying quietly and motionless on the bed. The gentle and loving smile that was always there was no color in her face.

"Sister-in-law..." He Ping'an knelt down by the bed with a thud, choking and unable to speak.

Perhaps hearing a familiar voice, the person on the bed tried to open their eyes. Seeing this, He Ping'an suddenly woke up and hurriedly reached out three hands to gently place his fingers on his sister-in-law's wrist.

After awakening his innate wisdom, he was afraid that his sister-in-law would not be able to overcome the hurdle of childbirth, so the first skill he maxed out was medicine.

In a moment, He Ping'an withdrew his fingers... His internal organs were severely damaged, beyond medical help! This was the first time he had felt so powerless since his rebirth!

"Sister-in-law..." Her voice trembled, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably!

Suddenly, a cool hand gently stroked the top of his head:

"Don't cry... Your sister-in-law loves seeing our Ping An looking so energetic! Ping... Ping An, your sister-in-law knows you're a skilled doctor, but you just don't show it easily. Use the acupuncture technique you used on Old Man Yang in the front yard last year... use it on your sister-in-law!"

Last year, Old Man Yang suddenly fell seriously ill. His son was not by his side. He Ping'an, seeing that Old Man Yang was honest and occasionally took care of Zhu Zi, used silver needles to keep him alive so that he could make arrangements for his son's affairs.

"Sister-in-law..." He Ping'an sobbed and shook his head. That set of acupuncture techniques was to forcefully prolong the patient's last breath. In the time it took to say a few words, the patient would surely die.

"Peace...peace!"

Seeing the pleading look in his sister-in-law's eyes, He Ping'an hummed in agreement, his eyes reddening. The effect was immediate. Looking at his sister-in-law's sickly flushed face, He Ping'an knelt beside her, waiting for his elder brother to return and remove the last silver needle from her body.

A short while later, accompanied by a wail, the door was suddenly pushed open: "Su-Fen..."

Although the restaurant where He Daqing worked was closer to home than Yenching University, he didn't have He Ping'an's physical fitness. He rushed over here, his forehead covered in large beads of sweat.

Upon seeing He Daqing return, He Ping'an, with trembling hands, removed the last silver needle from his sister-in-law's body. Looking at the He brothers by her bedside, and her own two children, He's sister-in-law managed a smile and began to give her final instructions.

He instructed He Yuzhu to listen to his elders and take good care of his younger sister; he also reminded He Daqing to be careful and not repeat the mistakes of the previous generation. Seeing the two nod, he turned his gaze to He Ping'an.

"Ping An...cough cough!" Sister-in-law He wanted to pat He Ping An's head, but she was too weak and could only barely place her hand on He Ping An's arm.

"Uncle, your older brother is unreliable and can't take care of children. From now on, Zhuzi and Yushui are in your care. Don't let anyone bully them. If they ever have any difficulties in the future, please help them out for your sake..."

After hearing this, He Ping'an quickly stepped forward, grasped He Yuzhu's little hand, and picked up the baby Yushui next to him, nodding vigorously.

"Don't worry, sister-in-law. As long as I'm alive, I will never let Zhuzi and Yushui suffer any injustice. I will take good care of the two children, just as you have taken care of me!"

"It's a pity that my sister-in-law won't be able to see our little Ping An become successful, get married, and have children..." Before she could finish speaking, He's sister-in-law's arm suddenly fell down!

"Sister-in-law..." An orphan in one life and orphaned at a young age in the other, he only felt the kinship he had never experienced before in his sister-in-law. In both his lives, he had never been so heartbroken.

In those days, neighbors would lend a hand when someone was in trouble, and the mourning hall was set up in no time. He Daqing's colleagues, fellow students, and He Ping'an's classmates also came one after another.

He Ping'an was the first to arrive, followed by Bai Ling and Lou Xiaohui, who were confronting each other at the classroom door. They had intended to find out what was going on so they could help, but the courtyard was filled with white.

The two women exchanged a glance, both seeing worry in each other's eyes, and their steps quickened. Sure enough, upon entering, they saw He Ping'an, dressed in mourning clothes, kneeling before a coffin.

"Peace..." "Peace..." The two women spoke at the same time.

Hearing the sound, He Ping'an mechanically turned his head. His eyes, which usually held a faint smile, stared at the two of them with a deathly silence. Lou Xiaohui and Bai Ling felt a pang of anxiety upon seeing He Ping'an's expression.

However, neither of the women were ordinary people, especially Bai Ling. Considering He Ping'an's status, she wanted to offer more words of advice. But looking at the guests coming and going to pay their respects, she had no choice but to swallow her words.

Lou Xiaohui, on the other hand, was much bolder. She looked around and, taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, took a small step forward and whispered in He Ping'an's ear:

"Ping An, I found the license plate of the vehicle that hit the person; it belongs to the Military Intelligence Bureau. There's only one person in the Military Intelligence Bureau's Beiping station—a young man in a suit and tie, acting so ostentatiously…the only son of Ma Hanshan, the station chief of the Military Intelligence Bureau!"

Upon hearing the killer's identity, He Ping'an's lifeless eyes finally lit up. Lou Xiaohui was initially delighted, but then suddenly remembered the terrifying nature of the Military Intelligence Bureau and worried that He Ping'an might act rashly. She paused and continued:

"The Military Intelligence Bureau has a terrible reputation, so please stay calm. We can try to get our classmates involved. If all else fails, I'll ask my father to pull some strings and give Sister-in-law He an explanation!"

Explain? What explanation? Let's not even talk about whether Lou Xiaohui's father has that kind of influence. Even if he does, why would he offend the powerful head of the Military Intelligence Bureau for the sake of an ordinary woman he doesn't even know?

A person must rely on themselves!

However, it was ultimately the girl's kind gesture, and He Ping'an wasn't ungrateful. He forced a smile and softly thanked her.

"Thank you, Lou. Don't worry, I'm not that overconfident; I wouldn't do something as foolish as throwing an egg against a rock!"

Although Bai Ling, who was standing behind them, couldn't hear the conversation clearly, she was perceptive and understood He Ping'an quite well. The only thing that could shake He Ping'an's resolve at this moment was the culprit behind the car accident.

In this day and age, a car itself is a status symbol. To hit someone and then drive away so arrogantly—it's obvious the perpetrator has powerful connections. She wasn't afraid of that, and essentially, He Ping'an wasn't worried either. But their identities, if this were to become public…

Seemingly sensing Bai Ling's predicament, He Ping'an turned to her and calmly said, "I know what I'm doing!"

After speaking, He Ping'an turned and walked towards the other classmates, returning their greetings one by one, before seeing them all out the door. Sometime during the day, the once bright and sunny sky had become overcast with dark clouds.

It was March, and spring had clearly arrived, but the cold winds from the northwest swept south again with unstoppable force, abruptly halting the signs of spring's arrival.

"A sudden cold snap in spring?" Feeling the biting wind, He Ping'an's lips suddenly curved into a smile, but he quickly suppressed it and returned to his room to keep vigil with a blank expression.

"It's time for things to change..." The barely audible sentence was shattered by the sudden northwest wind.

A sudden cold snap in spring... refers to a harsh and desolate natural phenomenon that occurs in spring.

First give hope, then crush it with a single blow... It's like the Chinese people begging for a century of peace they believe has finally arrived; like He Ping'an's self-perceived lifelong bond with his mother; like the Ma family, so arrogant that they believe they can treat human life like dirt...