Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

Zhou Yanshen, however, was more concerned about the specifics of the procedure and immediately asked, "What kind of surgery is it? Are there any risks?"

"My uncle is right, we just need to dig out the necrotic tissue and let it grow back," Su Wanqing explained in more detail.

"Simply put, there are bone fragments and misaligned flesh in the leg that are compressing the nerves. The surgery involves cutting open these two areas, cleaning out the stuff pressing on the tendons, removing the misaligned and dead flesh, and letting the flesh grow back. However, whether or not to have surgery is the decision of the individual. The success rate is about 80%."

She couldn't guarantee 100% certainty, even though she was only 99% sure. There was still a 1% risk.

Hearing this from the side, Zhou's mother was terrified and interjected, "Cut those two pieces of flesh out completely? Will they grow back? What if they don't? Then it'll be a huge hole!"

Su Wanqing said in a relaxed tone, "If you get plenty of nutrition and take good care of yourself, it will grow back. If it really doesn't grow back... well, that's just a side effect of the failed surgery, and we'll figure something out then."

With the enhanced version of the spiritual spring, there's no need to worry about it not growing well.

But she wouldn't say it out loud.

In any case, the decision rests with them.

Lin Tingting, who was washing dishes nearby, immediately seized the opportunity: "You, sister-in-law! Did you deliberately make the surgery sound so scary so that Uncle wouldn't risk having the operation? That way, if it doesn't work out, or if Uncle doesn't dare to have the surgery, it won't be because your medical skills are lacking, but because Uncle didn't agree! You're really good at scheming!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou's mother also found it somewhat reasonable, and looked at Su Wanqing with suspicion. Sure enough, given this vixen's usual shrewdness, it was quite possible she was deliberately exaggerating the risks to discourage them and avoid responsibility.

Zhou Yanshen frowned. "Uncle, I trust Wanqing. She said she's 80% sure, so the actual result is definitely higher." He had an almost blind trust in his wife's medical skills and character.

Uncle Ding was indeed caught in a fierce internal struggle and dilemma.

On the one hand, he felt that Su Wanqing's professionalism in treating the wounded that afternoon was genuine; but on the other hand, he couldn't believe that a stubborn disease that had baffled countless doctors could be described so casually by this country girl, as if it were just a minor issue that needed to be addressed.

Su Wanqing smiled slightly: "It's alright, Uncle. There's no need to rush into a decision. You can take your time to consider it. The surgery itself is actually very quick, taking about half an hour. The recovery period after the surgery will be about half a month, followed by about two months of rehabilitation exercises."

Uncle Ding took a deep breath and nodded: "Okay, this is a very important matter. I'll think about it some more." His only concern was that he could at least stand and crawl now, and could barely take care of himself.

If the surgery fails, and two pieces of flesh are removed from his leg that don't heal properly, leaving a large hole or even becoming infected, he might not even be able to stand up anymore and become a complete cripple! But if it succeeds... he can stand up again and walk like a normal person... the temptation is just too great!

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Back in the inner room, Su Wanqing was preparing to tidy up when she suddenly felt a familiar, sharp pain in her lower abdomen. Her vision went black, her face turned pale instantly, and she broke out in a cold sweat, unable to help but bend over.

"Wanqing! What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Zhou Yanshen immediately stepped forward and supported her, clearly flustered.

Su Wanqing gasped, "My period has started, and I have menstrual cramps."

She cursed inwardly, then suddenly remembered the original plot! That damned cousin, Su Lingshan, had deliberately made the original owner of the body suffer excruciating menstrual cramps every time, just to torment her! She'd been having such a smooth time lately that she'd almost forgotten about it!

"Alright, alright, don't move!" Upon hearing this, Zhou Yanshen immediately picked her up and carefully placed her on the kang (a heated brick bed).

"Wait! Put something down first, so you don't get the kang (heated brick bed) dirty!" Su Wanqing quickly reminded her.

Zhou Yanshen hurriedly rummaged through the room and pulled out an old bed sheet, laying it under Su Wanqing. Only then did he notice a small red stain on Su Wanqing's light-colored trousers. He was startled, his voice trembling:

"Why...why is there so much blood? Is this...is this normal? Is it serious?"

He had never seen anything like this before and thought something terrible had happened.

Of course it's not normal. She drinks from the spiritual spring every day and still leaks like this; it's probably a forced fulfillment of the plot, but there's no way to explain it.

Let the bleeding go, she'll recover by eating more meat later, the main thing is the pain!

"It's not a big problem, it just hurts a lot. You're strong, can you press these acupoints for me?" She instructed Zhou Yanshen to press several acupoints on her lower abdomen and legs, and then asked him to open the medicine box and take out painkillers.

It seems I have some free time this time, so I should go up the mountain to collect some Chinese medicinal herbs and transplant them into my space. Later, I'll cultivate some more herbs and prepare some effective pain-relieving pills for myself.

Su Wanqing silently wrote this down in her little notebook.

After taking the medicine and with Zhou Yanshen applying moderate pressure to her acupoints, the tearing pain subsided slightly after a while. Su Wanqing caught her breath and weakly said, "I want to change into clean clothes and wash myself."

Zhou Yanshen immediately nodded: "Okay, you lie still, I'll take care of it." After he finished speaking, he went out and busied himself for a while, boiling water, diluting it to lukewarm, and bringing it in.

In the outer room, Uncle Ding was still pondering on the kang (a heated brick bed) when he saw his nephew come out after only a short while, busily boiling water and fetching water, going in and out several times.

He shook his head. His nephew looked strong and healthy, but actually, he wasn't very good. He had already given up after such a short time.

The inner room.

Zhou Yanshen placed the basin of warm water beside the kang (a heated brick bed), looked at Su Wanqing curled up in the quilt, and stood still.

Su Wanqing looked at him, and seeing that he didn't seem to want to avoid her, she coughed lightly, implying, "I... I need to take a shower."

Zhou Yanshen hummed in agreement, a hint of hesitation flashing across his face, but he remained rooted to the spot, looking at her intently, and said solemnly:

"Wanqing, let me wash you and change your clothes. Tell me what to do, and I'll do it. Tell me how to help you with this... I'll learn."

Su Wanqing: "..." Her face flushed slightly, a rare occurrence.

Fortunately, it was dark, and the lantern was dim.

But I'm really sorry.

Although she usually looked at Zhou Yanshen's body quite openly, even with admiration, when it came to such a private matter as having Zhou Yanshen take care of her so openly and meticulously... she still felt a little shy and reserved.

"It's okay, I... I can do it myself."