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

"I'll give it a try too."

"You watch and learn from this. If you hurt your sister while combing her hair, I'll teach you a lesson."

The voices of Su Lang and Jiang Chengzhou could be heard coming from the living room downstairs.

Lin Zhilan paused, her gaze sweeping over.

Linlin was sitting on a small stool, and Su Lang was sitting behind her with his legs apart, clumsily tying her hair.

Linlin's hair was fine and smooth, and Su Lang, being unfamiliar with the technique, couldn't get the rubber band on even after wrapping it around his fingertip several times.

The uncle and nephew were still studying it in the back, completely ignoring the little girl's clenched teeth.

Su Lang noticed her gaze and suddenly turned to look in their direction.

Lin Zhilan rushed downstairs, her hair still messy and hanging loosely over her shoulders.

Su Lang's gaze fell on her collarbone, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

The teeth marks that were bitten there have been covered up by the clothes.

Su Lang smiled nonchalantly, "Come here, let me comb your hair too."

Lin Zhilan felt her face flush under his gaze and deliberately changed the subject, "No, you should look at your daughter's face first."

Su Lang looked down.

Linlin's little face was all scrunched up, and she was wincing in pain.

He quickly loosened his hair, gently touched the top of his daughter's head, and apologized repeatedly, "Daddy's sorry, did I hurt you when I combed your hair?"

"It's okay, you'll get better with more practice." The little girl was quite magnanimous and not angry at all.

Su Lang lowered her voice, "Why didn't you tell Daddy when it hurt?"

Linlin rested her chin on her little hand and said earnestly, "What if I say it hurts, and Daddy won't braid my hair anymore?"

Su Lang was taken aback.

Even Lin Zhilan was somewhat surprised, not expecting her daughter to think that way.

Su Lang suddenly lifted her daughter up.

Linlin was amused and giggled, completely forgetting the pain she had just felt.

"When Daddy comes back from this mission, I'll braid your hair every day until you get tired of it." Su Lang put his daughter down, his voice so gentle it could melt your heart.

"I promise I won't bother you," Linlin replied crisply.

A short while later, Xu Yueyun and Su Bingcheng also arrived.

The family saw Su Lang off at the door.

Before she even left, Xu Yueyun's eyes were already red.

Su Lang chuckled and said, "Mom, it's not like I'm not coming back. It's just a routine mission, no problem."

"Pah, pah, pah!" Xu Yueyun smacked him on the shoulder. "Good things only come true, bad things don't. Don't spout nonsense when you go out!"

Su Lang chuckled. Comrade Xu, a staunch materialist revolutionary fighter, had come to believe in these things too.

Lin Zhilan held her daughter, her face expressionless.

His eyes were just too bright, as if they were filled with water.

"I'm leaving."

"Yes," Lin Zhilan's eyelashes trembled slightly, "I...we'll wait for you to come back."

Su Lang straightened his clothes, saluted his family, and got into the car.

As the jeep drove away, Xu Yueyun finally couldn't hold back and raised her hand to wipe her eyes.

Lin Zhilan stood there for a while, then suddenly looked at her mother-in-law.

Xu Yueyun really didn't know how to comfort her, when she heard her daughter-in-law ask in a lighthearted tone, "Mom, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"You child..." Xu Yueyun was both amused and exasperated by her question, and the tears in her eyes could no longer fall.

Lin Zhilan shrugged.

Of all things under heaven, eating is the most important.

Xu Yueyun patted his daughter-in-law's hand, knowing that she was the one who was most reluctant to part with her.

After Su Lang left, the adults seemed fine on the surface, and the two children, who had been listless for a few days, regained their energy.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Chengzhou started school.

Aunt Yu shuttled back and forth between home and the hospital.

Lin Zhilan also devoted herself to Liu Feng's treatment, while Linlin continued to learn calligraphy and painting with Xu Yueyun and Wang Rou.

Su Bingcheng also found his own enjoyment.

Every day, he grows vegetables in the yard and occasionally cuts a few bamboo stalks to make various toys for the children.

Without Su Lang around, it seems everyone has gotten back on track.

Because Lin Zhilan still has a schedule to attend classes at Yangcheng College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Dean Liu recruited another male TCM doctor named Chang San.

When Lin Zhilan first heard the name, she thought it was the two characters "Changshan".

Changshan is a traditional Chinese medicine with slight toxicity, specifically used to treat malaria and stubborn phlegm retention.

The Traditional Chinese Medicine department currently has only four people, two of whom have not yet completed their apprenticeships.

Logically, everyone should be happy to have a new doctor.

As a result, on Chang San's very first day, all four of the four people disliked him.

Chang San was very thin, and more than half of his hair was white, making him look to be in his fifties or sixties.

But according to Dean Liu, he is actually not yet 40.

His least likable trait is his arrogance.

They're incredibly arrogant.

On his first day there, he gave Lin Zhilan a good scolding.

"Do you realize that spending time and energy on this kind of patient is a waste!"

Lin Zhilan had just come out of Liu Feng's ward when she heard these incomprehensible words, which made her so angry that she almost laughed.

She closed the door to the ward to prevent Liu Feng inside from hearing.

Lin Zhilan crossed her arms and sneered, "Dr. Chang, what makes you so certain of your statement?"

Changshan said with a stern face, "I heard from Dean Liu that you are very skilled in medicine. Don't you know the pathology of polio? After the fever subsides, the pathogenic factors are gone, but the body's vital energy is greatly damaged."

With deficiency of qi and blood, and depletion of body fluids, the nerves and muscles have already undergone irreversible atrophy and degeneration, like a dead tree—no matter how much water and fertilizer you give it, it won't sprout! You can't give the patient hope only to let them despair!

Changshan has deep-set eyes and high cheekbones, giving him a sinister look when he looks at people.

When he gets excited, it sounds like he's cursing.

Have you seen this patient?

Lin Zhilan didn't rush to prove herself. Instead, she frowned and looked at him, asking a question in a low voice.

"I...I've seen his medical records."

Chang San paused for a moment and then said.

Lin Zhilan pushed the ward door open again. "Come in. Dr. Chang, could you please take his pulse? Then we can discuss this further."

Chang San glanced at her and walked in without hesitation.

"Xiaofeng, this is Dr. Chang, our new doctor. He's here to check on you."

Liu Feng had already heard what Chang San said outside.

He forced a smile at Lin Zhilan with a stiff face and nodded.

Chang San took his pulse and then carefully examined his legs.

The two legs are of different thicknesses, and the muscles have obviously atrophied.

But for Liu Feng's age, maintaining this situation is already quite good.

After the examination, Chang San straightened up and asked, "Dr. Lin, what do you need me to examine?"

Having read everything he needed to, Chang San didn't think there was anything wrong with his conclusions.

"You can't cure it?" Lin Zhilan asked with a smile.

Chang San frowned as he looked at her. "Dr. Lin, don't joke around with patients."

"You must be joking!" Lin Zhilan glared at him. "Dr. Chang, I've also heard the hospital director praise your medical skills. The cases you've seen and the medical techniques you've learned are just limited experiences from a small corner of the field. What makes you so sure that Liu Feng's illness is incurable?"