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

He slammed the door shut behind him, inwardly berating himself: What time is it? Is my wife more important than all those rules and etiquette?

"Okay, Wanqing, lie down."

·

"Bang bang bang!"

"Wanqing! Yanshen! Where are you? Come out quickly! Xingyuan, Xingge, and Xingyue are starving!"

As soon as Ding Xiaomei entered the yard, her loud voice exploded, and after circling around, she headed straight for the new house.

Zhou Yanshen hurriedly stopped what he was doing, and Su Wanqing also hurriedly straightened her clothes. The two of them looked like they had done something shameful—but actually they hadn't done anything, cough!

Zhou Yanshen coughed softly and looked at Su Wanqing for help: "Wanqing... could you go out for a moment?"

In his condition, he won't be able to go out for the time being; it seems he'll have to wait quite a while.

Zhou Yanshen glanced at his young wife with a hint of resentment, his eyes filled with helplessness and grievance.

His wife was bullying him again.

Su Wanqing suppressed a laugh and nodded.

The kids just happened to come back at this time, and poor thing, they had no dinner left for tonight, so they had to make do with some goat milk for now.

·

The atmosphere in the conference room of a hospital in the capital was somber.

Dozens of people sat around a long table, including nuclear industry experts and old marshals in military uniforms, each with a somber expression.

"Old Sun's condition is very bad; all his indicators are declining. I'm afraid..."

"Damn it! We heard the Americans have developed a miracle drug that can slow down the progression of this disease, so we went to negotiate to buy it, but they blocked the news, saying it's a strategic resource and they won't sell it!" Another man in military uniform slammed his fist on the table, his voice filled with suppressed anger.

"Old Master Sun still has so much crucial data in his mind. It's all our fault as students for being so stupid and not memorizing it all before. That data is the core lifeline of the nuclear industry's development; if it's lost..."

The old marshal tapped the table and said in a deep voice, "At all costs, send people to the Americans, and by whatever means necessary, get the delaying drug."

"yes!"

The young men immediately stood at attention.

The old marshal's gaze swept over everyone: "Yesterday I heard news from somewhere that someone can cure this disease? Has that been verified?"

The secretary shook her head: "It hasn't come back yet; it's probably just another quack. Even foreigners can't cure this disease, what breakthroughs can we expect domestically?"

"They even said it was a woman in her twenties, which sounds even more unreliable. Old Sun's condition can't withstand any more trouble; we can't listen to such nonsense."

Just then, with a loud "bang," the door was violently kicked open, and everyone turned to look.

"There's hope! Old Sun is saved! A miracle doctor has appeared in Bincheng, specializing in treating this rare disease! Yesterday, a patient whose organs were failing was cured by her on the spot and was able to move again! Reporters from all the major newspapers were there, and even CCTV filmed it!"

The old marshal slammed his fist on the table and stood up abruptly: "Are you serious?! This is no laughing matter!"

Immediately afterwards, several experts who had just returned from Bincheng chimed in, "It's true! President Zhou of the China Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine personally verified it and wanted to invite her to join the association on the spot, but unfortunately, that woman didn't care at all."

"We also checked, and the woman's name is Su Wanqing. She is a doctor in the Bincheng Military Region and has extremely strong medical skills. The reason she took action this time is because the patient was her college roommate, and she said she treated her on the side."

"Actually, she can cure any kind of difficult and complicated disease. She has already saved hundreds of critically ill patients in Bincheng."

"Doesn't that mean that Elder Sun really can cure it?"

"The key is that this comrade is the same person who previously contributed over 160 fighter jets, fertilizer technology, and machine tool blueprints—a true hero!"

"Excellent, excellent!" The old marshal made the final decision. "Immediately dispatch a special plane to invite Comrade Su Wanqing to Beijing with the highest honors! Be sure to solicit her wishes and other thoughts. Be courteous and swift; the sooner she arrives, the greater Old Master Sun's chances!"

·

The next morning, Su Wanqing was awakened by faint noises outside.

Zhou Yanshen went out for a while and then came back. He sat by the bed, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.

She rubbed her eyes, still half-asleep, and hugged his strong arm. "What's wrong, Yan Shen? Why is it so noisy outside?"

Zhou Yanshen gently tidied her messy hair, his tone tinged with helplessness: "Deputy Commander Zhao has arrived with his men and is waiting outside. But they said they don't want to wake you and want you to sleep a little longer."

Su Wanqing yawned and asked, "What time is it?"

Five o'clock.

Five o'clock? This isn't five in the morning, it's clearly five in the morning! Night owls haven't even started sleeping yet, and she's already getting up?!

She sighed and instantly understood why those people had come so early—they probably hadn't slept all night and were blocking the door before dawn.

"Forget it, I won't sleep well anyway. I need to finish this quickly and catch up on my sleep later."

She sat up and simply asked Zhou Yanshen to bring the babies over. "Wake them up, I'll breastfeed them and then head out."

The three poor little ones were woken up in a daze, and even with their eyes closed, they instinctively opened their mouths and started eating when the milky smell came over.

While breastfeeding, Su Wanqing suddenly had a whimsical thought—since the space shop can produce so many good items, is it possible to find things like "wisdom pills" or "strength pills" for babies?

She used to envy those who wrote system novels. Although she was happy as long as her child was healthy, the thought of the chaotic scene of tutoring homework in the future—a child with an IQ so low that they couldn't even figure out 3 plus 5—made her uneasy.

She was still a little worried.

At this moment, she genuinely hoped that her space could generate some items for the kids, so that she could save herself some trouble in the future.

In short, whether this idea is true or not depends on what appears in the next space update, and she can then exploit the bug again depending on the situation.

After feeding the baby, she quickly got dressed: "Yan Shen, don't worry about breakfast. I'll go to the kitchen to get something to eat on the way. I'll definitely be back before the housewarming ceremony at noon."

I just moved into my new house last night, and we have a housewarming party today at noon.

From the time she transmigrated until now, a year has passed, and she has gone from a 15-square-meter brick house to a 500-square-meter manor. She also values ​​this housewarming ceremony very much.

Zhou Yanshen put down the three children who had fallen asleep again and nodded: "Okay, I'll take a nap too."

He's been going to learn how to fly fighter jets every night lately, and doesn't come back until four or five in the morning. He considers sleeping for two or three hours to be enough.

Su Wanqing truly admired her—she felt unwell if she didn't get a full eight hours of sleep every day and didn't take a nap at noon.

If it weren't for the fact that he had to sleep for three hours every day, Zhou Yanshen felt he could use that extra time for exercise and work.

Seeing his wife busy with the household every day, Zhou Yanshen couldn't help but clench his fists. He admitted that he was not less capable of earning money than his wife, but as a man, how could he let his wife support him every day?

He wanted his young wife to become a military commander, or even higher... to be the man behind her, protecting her for life.