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

"No, no," Lin Zijun immediately said, "I just feel like they sometimes ostracize me."

Some female patients would hint during their consultations that they did not want Lin Zijun to be present.

Qin Qing, being a woman, could understand these female patients. "Actually, if I had a gynecological problem, I'd also prefer to see a female doctor. Master, am I outdated?"

Lin Zhilan said, "What's this about being backward? It's just human nature. You can't expect a woman to be chaste and strictly adhere to the rules of gender separation, while at the same time thinking she's backward in her thinking and only wants to see female doctors."

When the environment doesn't improve, you can't expect the disadvantaged to improve their thinking.

Qin Qing wholeheartedly agreed, looking at her master with starry eyes.

Lin Zhilan found it amusing, "Write it carefully, I'll come and check it later."

"yes!"

"yes!"

Lin Zhilan packed her things and went home.

On a quiet summer afternoon, the entire residential area was peaceful, save for the annoying chirping of cicadas.

Pushing open the door, Su Lang brought out the bamboo bed from the storage room and was taking a nap with her two children.

As soon as she entered the room, Su Lang heard the noise and stood up with his long legs stretched out.

"Did I wake you up?" Lin Zhilan whispered.

"I didn't sleep."

Su Lang helped her fetch water to wash her hands and face.

Lin Zhilan said shyly, "I can do it myself."

Su Lang raised an eyebrow. "Are you being polite with me?"

He teased her again, but Lin Zhilan pretended not to hear and wrung out a wet towel to wash her face.

While washing my hands, a pair of large hands suddenly appeared in the basin.

She struggled, but couldn't break free.

"What are you doing?" she asked in a low voice, glancing quickly toward the bamboo bed.

The two children were fast asleep, Linlin's little belly rising and falling, and Jiang Chengzhou's arm was draped over the edge of the mat, without making a sound.

Su Lang lowered his eyes and did not answer, his chest pressing against her back.

I slipped my fingers between her fingers, turned her palm over, and pressed my thumb against the web between her thumb and index finger, giving it a light, gentle massage.

"I'm worried you won't get it clean," he said.

Lin Zhilan's ears burned. "I can do it myself."

Su Lang seemed not to hear.

He intertwined his fingers with Lin Zhilan's with one hand, and reached for the soap with the other.

Rub your hands together, then hold her hand and massage it from her fingertips, joint by joint.

fingertips, knuckles, spaces between fingers, palm lines...

It was just a simple handwashing, but he made it all look so erotic.

Every inch of their hands was gently caressed by his fingertips, and soap bubbles piled up in their clasped palms, smooth and warm.

Lin Zhilan's breathing became unsteady.

"Su Lang..."

"Hmm? I didn't wash it well?"

Su Lang rested his chin on the top of her head and then reached for her other hand.

Lin Zhilan was afraid that he would say something outrageous again, so she chose to remain silent.

He washed both her hands thoroughly, rinsing off the foam. Su Lang wrapped her palms in a dry towel but didn't immediately let go.

Lin Zhilan lowered her head, and the part of her neck exposed outside her collar was tinged with light pink.

Su Lang looked at that color, a smile flashing in his eyes.

"Okay." He finally let go.

Lin Zhilan quickly pulled her hand back and went straight towards the cooling bed.

The two children were sleeping soundly, so she didn't dare disturb them and used a thin blanket to cover them with the blanket.

Traditional Chinese medicine says that the spleen and stomach prefer warmth and dislike cold.

The navel is directly opposite the stomach and intestines, so protecting the belly is protecting the stomach and intestines, which makes it less likely to get diarrhea.

Su Lang sat down behind her.

Worried that he might touch her inappropriately, Lin Zhilan quickly changed the subject, saying, "I bought a typhoon fan."

"Um."

Su Lang responded casually, his fingers twirling Lin Zhilan's loose hair as if it were some interesting toy.

"Is it because we're short of industrial invoices?" Su Lang suddenly remembered and asked.

Lin Zhilan snatched her hair back and tied it up on her head. "I used the industrial vouchers that my eldest sister-in-law and second sister-in-law sent to buy a bicycle, and I still have one left."

Since she wouldn't let him play with her hair, Su Lang simply put his arm around her waist and said, "I'll get two more later and install one in each of Bao Bao's and Cheng Zhou's rooms."

Lin Zhilan rolled her eyes at him. "Are you just throwing money away? Lots of people in the family compound say I'm a spendthrift, and I'll end up taking the blame for you again."

Even now, a fan is considered a large appliance, costing at least 60 yuan.

Three units cost nearly two hundred yuan.

An average worker might not be able to save two hundred yuan in a year.

Su Lang pulled out a bunch of bills from his pocket. "The prize for first place in the last competition was two hundred yuan, but I only spent fifteen cents."

"Where did the flowers go?" Lin Zhilan asked subconsciously.

As soon as the words left her mouth, Su Lang realized she might have been too inquisitive, so she honestly confessed, "I bought three popsicles, and the baby ate some too. I hope he won't get diarrhea."

Lin Zhilan turned to look at him, "The whole one?"

"I didn't dare. I only let her have a few bites. I only gave her more after it had completely dissolved."

That's more or less.

Lin Zhilan touched her daughter's back and pulse; there was nothing seriously wrong.

It's normal for children to get sick occasionally, but when Linlin was sick last time, she looked so pitiful that it was heartbreaking for her mother to watch.

Lin Zhilan took out ten yuan and gave it to him.

Su Lang smiled and said, "Give me some pocket money?"

"Hmm," Lin Zhilan raised her chin slightly, "I'm afraid you don't have enough money to coax the child."

Su Lang grabbed her waist and pulled her closer to his arms.

"You can buy snacks to appease the kids, but are you trying to appease you?"

His voice was low and even more magnetic.

Lin Zhilan felt a shiver run through her body and raised her hand to press against his chest. "Don't be silly in broad daylight."

Su Lang grinned mischievously, "Don't be shy, I can do it myself."

She still holds a grudge!

Lin Zhilan couldn't help but glare at him, "You..."

Before she could finish speaking, her waist tightened, and she was lifted up and carried upstairs.

"child……"

"The child will cry when he wakes up after just falling asleep."

"But... I haven't taken a shower yet."

Su Lang stopped and looked down at her. "Zhilan, I just wanted to take you upstairs for a nap. What are you thinking?"

"Su Lang, you bastard!" Lin Zhilan was furious and punched him twice on the shoulder.

It didn't bother Su Lang at all.

My nephew is right, a beating is a sign of affection, a scolding is a sign of love.

Su Lang was pleased with himself this time.

He just couldn't stand his wife being polite to him.

"If you want to..."

"I didn't!" Lin Zhilan covered his mouth.

Su Lang chuckled and carried her upstairs.

As soon as Lin Zhilan touched the bed, she rolled half a circle to the side, creating distance between herself and him, her eyes wary.

Su Lang was amused by her appearance.

He braced his hands on either side of her, leaned down, and simply placed a light kiss on her forehead.

"Don't worry," his voice was still low, with a hint of a smile, "I really won't do anything."

Lin Zhilan lowered her eyes. "I'm not worried. I'm just giving you my seat."

Su Lang didn't expose her, "I don't have the habit of taking a nap, and I can't fall asleep."

"If you can't sleep, lie down with me for a while." Lin Zhilan patted the spot next to her.