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

Lin Zhilan heard the sound of someone falling, quickly walked to the door across the street, and raised her hand to knock.

"Are you alright? Do you need any help?"

No one answered from inside.

Lin Zhilan knocked a few more times.

She was certain someone had fallen.

The overturned ladder on the wall was still partially sticking out, proving that what she had just witnessed was not her imagination.

"Is anyone there? Your child fell!"

Still no response.

Lin Zhilan frowned, turned around and went back to her own yard, bringing back a stool.

She placed the stool against the wall, stepped on it, grabbed the top of the wall with both hands, and with a push and a flip, she was riding on top of the wall.

She glanced down and then jumped off the wall.

Shen Man sat against the corner of the wall, completely stunned.

She tilted her head back, her eyes wide open, her mouth slightly agape, staring blankly at Lin Zhilan.

Lin Zhilan squatted down, her gaze quickly sweeping over Shen Man's entire body.

The little girl fell quite hard.

Large patches of skin had been scraped off the palms of both hands, mixed with the dust on the ground, making it look rather frightening.

The pants were worn through at the elbows and knees, and there was a little blood seeping from the face.

"Can't you move?" Lin Zhilan asked.

Shen Man bit her lip and shook her head.

Lin Zhilan sighed and went straight to examine her bones.

Shen Man pulled her legs back. "I'm fine."

"Okay." Lin Zhilan didn't ask any more questions. She put one hand under Shen Man's armpit and the other hand under her knees, and with a little effort, she picked her up.

Shen Man smelled the medicinal scent on her and gradually lowered her guard.

Lin Zhilan placed her on a chair in the yard, just then there was a knock on the door.

"Zhilan? Zhilan?" Xu Yueyun's anxious voice came from outside the door. "Is everything alright inside? Should I go call someone?"

"fine!"

Lin Zhilan responded loudly, glanced back at Shen Man, and walked over to pull open the door latch.

Xu Yueyun stood at the door holding Linlin, and breathed a sigh of relief as soon as she saw Lin Zhilan.

Then, his gaze went over her shoulder and landed on the little girl in the yard.

"What's wrong with her?"

Lin Zhilan took her daughter from her mother-in-law's arms and replied, "She accidentally fell and scraped her skin."

Linlin curiously peeked out from her mother's arms and looked at the older girl in the yard.

Shen Man pursed her lips, "It's okay, I'll be fine after washing."

Lin Zhilan and Xu Yueyun did not see her mother.

Considering her mother's situation, there was probably nothing I could do to help.

Chang San is still working at the hospital, and it's unclear how much time it takes for him to travel back and forth.

Xu Yueyun reached out to her little granddaughter, "Sweetie, come to Grandma, Mommy has to go catch the boat."

Linlin reluctantly nuzzled her mother's face before turning back into her grandmother's arms.

Xu Yueyun: "You go ahead first, don't delay your business, I'll handle things here."

Lin Zhilan glanced at her watch; there wasn't enough time.

"Mom, I prepared iodine and gauze in the first-aid kit I made for you. The little girl loves to look pretty, so there's also a small jar of rose-red ointment in the kit. You can apply it to her; it will help prevent scarring."

That was Lin Zhilan's homemade Regenerating Jade Red Ointment, which could remove necrotic tissue and promote tissue regeneration, making healed wounds smooth and reducing scarring.

"Okay, I understand. Go ahead."

Lin Zhilan kissed her daughter on the cheek and quickly walked out.

After seeing her younger daughter-in-law walk away, Xu Yueyun put her granddaughter down. "Sweetie, Grandma is going back to get the first-aid kit. You stay here with your sister."

"Um."

Linlin waved to her grandmother and tilted her head to look at Shen Man curiously.

Shen Man is a very pretty young girl.

She has an oval face, big eyes, and her hair isn't tied in a ponytail or braid like other children's; instead, it's cut into a student-style bob that just reaches her shoulders.

Her bangs didn't make her look cute or soft; instead, they accentuated her stubbornness and determination.

Linlin slowly walked to her side and stood on tiptoe to look at the wound on her hand.

Shen Man blocked her view, saying, "Don't look, it's scary."

"Does it hurt?" Linlin asked, blinking her big eyes.

Shen Man shook her head.

Linlin smiled slyly, "Sister is lying."

Shen Man was startled, and her hand unconsciously loosened its grip.

Linlin tiptoed to look at her wound, and when she saw the bloodstains on her hand, her face scrunched up in a pained expression.

Seeing this, Shen Man tried to hide her hands behind her back, but Linlin grabbed her.

"Huff... huff..."

Linlin blew on it twice, "Does it not hurt anymore?"

Because her family coaxed her, Linlin still believes that blowing on her wounds is a miracle cure, and that as long as she blows on them, her wounds will heal immediately.

Linlin looks like the kind of child who grew up in a sugar jar.

Shen Man lowered her eyes and smiled, "Yes, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Xu Yueyun returned quickly, cleaned her wound, and applied medicine.

"thank you."

Xu Yueyun smiled and said, "You're welcome. We're neighbors. If you need any help, just call me."

Shen Man nodded and said nothing more.

She looks like a quiet child.

Xu Yueyun sighed inwardly and took Linlin home.

Lin Zhilan boarded the ship and stayed at the guesthouse for one night.

The next morning, she went straight to school.

It was already quite hot in Guangzhou in March.

Lin Zhilan draped her coat over her arm, revealing a beige cotton shirt underneath, with a small pearl brooch at the collar—a gift from her mother-in-law, Xu Yueyun.

Today, since it's my first time teaching students, I deliberately decided not to teach.

Students walked around the school in twos and threes, most of them wearing clothes in blue, gray, and green.

Yangcheng College of Traditional Chinese Medicine only resumed enrollment last October, and the students are mostly worker-peasant-soldier students.

Most of them are workers in factories, mines, and medical and health units.

There were also poor and lower-middle peasants, demobilized soldiers, and a small number of educated youth.

In total, fewer than 400 students were enrolled.

Of course, some of them were spoiled rich kids who had connections in their families and were able to enter the school as sent-down youth through various means.

Lin Zhilan happened to run into one.

"Hey! Hey! Wait a minute!"

Someone called from behind.

Lin Zhilan didn't realize that she was being called and continued walking towards the classroom.

Footsteps caught up, and a man circled around from the side, blocking her path. He panted, "I called you, why didn't you answer?"

Lin Zhilan stopped and frowned as she looked at the young man in front of her.

He was probably only around 20 years old, wearing a brand-new white shirt, army green trousers, and black leather shoes.

His hair was combed until it was shiny and slicked back, parted in a 3/7 ratio, and lay flat against his scalp.

In this drab campus, this person's attire was quite out of place.

"Hello, my name is Zhao Weidong." The man introduced himself with a smile, his gaze lingering on Lin Zhilan's face and body without any attempt to hide it. His tone was familiar as he asked, "Which class are you in? I've never seen you before."

Zhao Weidong had noticed Lin Zhilan long ago.