After transmigrating into the body of the female supporting character's biological mother, she

Chen Hehua: "..."

She was certain that Dr. Lin knew how to make a love potion.

When Lin Zhilan heard Wang Rou mention this, she first asked her, "Do you want to go?"

Wang Rou pursed her lips. "I just want to find something to do."

"Then you can help me." The Traditional Chinese Medicine department was too quiet, so Lin Zhilan was looking for something to do.

Wang Rou's eyes lit up. "What can I do?"

Lin Zhilan: "Help me draw illustrations."

Although this book is fictional, the historical timeline is roughly the same.

Like most people, Lin Zhilan only had a limited understanding of this era from books.

But the longer she lived there and the more people she met, the more she understood the hardships people faced in that era.

Lin Zhilan remembered a book.

The Barefoot Doctor's Manual.

She didn't know when the book was published, but it doesn't exist in the world right now.

She asked Dean Liu and Director Ye, as well as some other colleagues, and none of them had heard of the book.

Therefore, Lin Zhilan decided to write it herself and then send it to the Shanghai Publishing House.

If not, then she will be the initiator.

If someone is already in the staffing process, she can still do her part.

When Wang Rou heard that she could work with her sister, and that it would be something she was best at and loved most, she readily agreed.

Lin Zhilan laughed and said, "Don't rush to agree. Drawing illustrations means you'll have to come up the mountain with me and plant the medicine, you know."

"I can," Wang Rou said eagerly, "I'll start exercising as soon as I get back today."

"Okay, I'll be waiting for you, but don't overdo it. Remember to progress gradually, as too much of a good thing can be bad." Lin Zhilan said happily, but she didn't forget to give her some advice.

Wang Rou's lack of physical activity over a long period of time has actually led to some qi deficiency.

Moderate exercise can promote blood circulation, enhance lung function, and improve fatigue and lethargy caused by qi deficiency.

If this incident can motivate Wang Rou to increase her physical activity, then that would be a good thing.

Wang Rou didn't waste any time; that very night, she had Li Jiang teach her how to train.

"You want to build muscle?" His wife hurriedly pulled him into the room. Li Jiang was still having all sorts of thoughts, but he was stunned when he heard the first sentence.

Wang Rou nodded seriously, pointed to his arm and said, "I want to practice like yours."

Li Jiang chuckled, "May I check your physical condition first?"

"Come on," Wang Rou said, opening her arms wide with a righteous air.

Li Jiang suppressed a laugh and first tentatively pinched her forearm twice.

It's soft and fluffy.

Li Jiang couldn't help but pinch it a couple more times.

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together; Li Jiang and Su Lang becoming friends is a testament to their shared scoundrel nature.

Wang Rou frowned. "Are we only checking this one place?"

"Of course not." Li Jiang pretended to be serious and moved his large hand to her waist and abdomen.

Wang Rou felt as if she had been electrocuted on the skin around her waist, and a slight shiver quickly spread through her.

She took a step back, her face flushed, and scolded, "Don't touch me like that!"

"I didn't touch you inappropriately." Li Jiang raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

Once Wang Rou was less wary, Li Jiang lifted his shirt to reveal his firm, muscular abs and said, "I just wanted to check the muscles in your waist and abdomen."

Wang Rou touched her soft belly and looked at the other person's abs with envy.

"Want to touch it?" Li Jiang felt his blood boil under her gaze and dared not make any rash moves, for fear that the little seashell would retract the antennae that had been painstakingly poked out.

Wang Rou hesitated for a moment, then reached out and pressed on his abs a few times.

Li Jiang couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

Wang Rou: "Does it hurt?"

of course not.

It felt good.

Li Jiang said in a deep voice, "It hurts a little, but it's okay, I can bear it."

Unfortunately, even though he was very patient, Wang Rou still withdrew her hand.

She pursed her lips and asked, "How long would it take me to become like you?"

Li Jiang couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth. With her small frame, he didn't know where her muscles would grow.

He said, half-jokingly, "It's very difficult; it definitely won't be possible in less than a few years."

Wang Rou certainly believed it would be difficult, but she still asked Li Jiang to give her "special training".

Following Li Jiang's instructions, Wang Rou lay flat on the bed, bent her knees, and put her hands behind her head.

"Let's begin, slowly, use your abdominal muscles." Li Jiang sat at the foot of the bed, his large hands firmly pressing down on her ankles, his voice deeper than usual.

Wang Rou really lacks exercise.

After struggling to complete the fifth one, she was already panting, her cheeks were flushed, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Li Jiang was simply helping her stretch her legs, but he seemed to be hotter than she was.

The palms of her hands, which were pressing on her legs, were slightly damp, and her breathing was a little heavier.

"Take a break before coming back," Li Jiang said, his voice a little hoarse.

Wang Rou lay panting on the bed, turning her head to look at him.

He was probably a little hot, so he casually grabbed the hem of his undershirt and pulled it up.

The clothes were taken off and thrown on the back of the chair.

Noticing Wang Rou's gaze, Li Jiang deliberately tucked in his stomach, trying to make his abs stand out more.

But that's clearly not what Wang Rou is concerned about.

"Why are your face and body colors different?" Wang Rou blinked, pointing lightly at his face and body with her finger.

"..."

Lin Zhilan Whitening Cream is very effective, but there's only one small jar.

Li Jiang thought that it should be used where it was most needed.

He only applied makeup to his face.

This has resulted in the situation we see today.

His face was pale, but below his neck, his skin was still a uniform dark wheat color, exuding a sense of power and wild vitality.

Wang Rou pouted, "Did you secretly use the beauty cream my sister gave me?"

"Ahem," Li Jiang coughed awkwardly twice, "No, did Commander Su give it to me?"

Wang Rou asked, puzzled, "What are you going to do with this?"

Li Jiang suddenly turned his head to look at her, his gaze deep, "I wanted to please you, don't you like it?"

Wang Rou looked into his eyes, which were so close to hers, and saw the flickering firelight within them, reflecting her small, flustered self.

She swallowed hard, momentarily forgetting to answer and also forgetting to look away.

Li Jiang only moved slightly, and she seemed to just wake up from a dream, blurting out, "The beauty cream is confiscated. You're fine as you are."

Wang Rou got out of bed and hurriedly tried to leave.

Li Jiang grabbed her arm, "Not practicing anymore?"

"Hmm..." Wang Rou pursed her lips and said, "Sister said we should proceed step by step, so we can stop here for today."

"..."

The pharmaceutical company has officially started recruiting.

The family compound is incredibly lively; I heard there have been several arguments over the recruitment list.

Fortunately, Lin Zhilan didn't get involved.

Hu Tao's acupuncture combined with medication yielded very noticeable results.

Since many people already knew about his previous illness, he wasn't afraid of making a fool of himself anymore. He would praise Lin Zhilan's medical skills to everyone he met, which attracted several men with the same illness.

Lin Zijun gradually became more skilled, but Lin Zhilan still had to keep an eye on him.

Originally, everything was peaceful, but where there is profit, there is conflict.

Lin Zhilan was watching Lin Zijun give acupuncture when someone came to inform her to go to a meeting at the pharmaceutical factory.