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

Are you going or not?

Lin Zhilan asked him seriously.

She is now carefully tending to Su Lang's health and will absolutely not let Su Lang act recklessly and ruin the fruits of her labor.

Su Lang lay on his back on the pillow, staring at the ceiling, and after a long while, he gritted his teeth and uttered, "I'm not going!"

Just as Lin Zhilan was about to get angry, she heard him say through gritted teeth, "If all else fails, prescribe me a remedy to clear heat."

"..."

In short, separate beds are impossible, and separate living arrangements are even more impossible!

Lin Zhilan suppressed a laugh and said seriously, "The medicine to clear heat might be a little bitter."

"It's okay, you can."

Nothing is more painful than sleeping in separate beds.

Lin Zhilan agreed, and the next day, she added a handful of Coptis chinensis to his prescription.

After drinking bitter medicine for a month, Su Lang's face finally looked a bit healthier.

Meanwhile, Zhou Chen had been at Yangcheng Hospital for a week.

During Su Lang's recovery period, the couple tacitly avoided discussing this issue.

That evening, after dinner, when the two of them took their child for a walk, it was Su Lang who brought up Zhou Chen's name.

"Zhilan," Su Lang said after a moment of silence, "I'll take you to Yangcheng for class tomorrow, and we'll meet Zhou Chen after school."

Before Su Lang could finish speaking, he felt the people around him tense up instantly.

Even if Su Lang was slow to notice, he could tell that his wife was in a bad mood.

Actually, this wasn't the first time.

Su Lang respected his wife and never asked her about her relationship with Zhou Chen.

But every time he saw his wife react this way, his possessiveness towards his lover made him feel uneasy.

Lin Zhilan bit her lip, looked at the distant sea, and said, "Okay."

Whether you stick your neck out or not, you'll get stabbed anyway.

We'll have to face it eventually.

The couple remained silent, a rare occurrence, creating a somewhat oppressive atmosphere.

The next day, when Su Lang helped Lin Zhilan onto the deck, he held her hand tightly and didn't let go.

Lin Zhilan gave him a deep look, but did not break free.

Su Lang felt a little relieved.

In the afternoon, after school, Lin Zhilan turned a corner and went to see Su Lang from Echeng, who was waiting at the school gate.

Lin Zhilan was quite a prominent figure at school.

The youngest teacher in the school, she teaches well and is strikingly beautiful.

Adding to the previous incident involving Zhao Guangtian and his son, she has a lot of topics to discuss.

As soon as she stepped out of the school gate, the young students around her would glance at her from time to time.

Su Lang walked over quickly, took the bag from Lin Zhilan's hand, and smiled, "It seems that Teacher Lin is quite popular at school."

"Um?"

Lin Zhilan turned her head following his gaze, and the students who met her eyes immediately turned their backs.

Lin Zhilan smiled, and the gloom that had risen in her heart because she was about to see Zhou Chen was dispelled quite a bit.

The two got into the car, and Su Lang drove himself.

He didn't say much, but simply held the steering wheel with one hand and, between gear shifts, reached out and covered Lin Zhilan's hands, which were folded over her knees.

Lin Zhilan glanced at him, then lowered her eyelids.

The car quickly stopped downstairs at the inpatient building of Yangcheng Hospital.

After greeting the attending physician, the two went directly to Zhou Chen's ward.

Through the glass window, you can see a tall, thin man lying on the hospital bed.

Lin Zhilan was suddenly startled.

so similar.

Zhou Chen's eyes are practically identical to Linlin's.

They both have rounder eye shapes.

My daughter is young, with a small face and two big eyes like peeled grapes.

These round eyes, when placed on Zhou Chen, gave him a scholarly air.

When outsiders meet Linlin for the first time, they all say that she looks like her mother.

But Lin Zhilan's eyes are somewhat like peach blossom eyes, with a large curvature of the upper eyelid, deep-set inner corners, and upturned outer corners, giving her a charming and bright look when she smiles.

With just those eyes, Lin Zhilan's confirmation of his identity deepened.

The attending physician explained to them, "After treatment, this comrade's cerebral hemorrhage has decreased significantly, but he has lost many memories."

According to the information Su Lang found out, the villagers thought Zhou Chen was a fool.

In fact, Zhou Chen is not stupid; he just has amnesia and is injured, which makes him react slowly.

"Can we go in and talk to him?" Su Lang asked.

The attending physician nodded, pushed open the door, and said, "Comrade Dajiang, someone has come to see you."

Zhou Chen turned his head sharply, his eyes alert.

Su Lang went in first, his tall figure blocking most of the light from the doorway.

Zhou Chen's gaze lingered on him briefly for a moment, then moved past his shoulder and looked behind him.

The moment Zhou Chen saw Lin Zhilan, he felt as if he had been hit by something. He covered his head, curled up, and the veins on his forehead and hands bulged.

The attending physician quickly stepped forward, "Headache again? Take a deep breath, don't panic!"

He turned to Su Lang and Lin Zhilan and explained, "He gets like this occasionally. He gets a headache when he's stimulated. Don't worry."

Lin Zhilan clenched her fingers and nodded.

After a few minutes, Zhou Chen's breathing gradually calmed down.

Lin Zhilan slowly walked over, not directly provoking him. "Hello comrade, may I take your pulse? Oh, I forgot to mention, I am a traditional Chinese medicine doctor."

Zhou Chen frowned but remained silent.

Lin Zhilan took it as a yes and got right to it.

A deep, hesitant, and wiry pulse indicates internal blood stasis and qi stagnation, which can indeed lead to forgetting past events.

She released her hand. "If it's not convenient today, we'll come see you another day."

"No," Zhou Chen stared at her, "Let's do it today. Do you know me? Who are you to me?"

Zhou Chen spent several years in an unfamiliar environment.

I remember how to breathe and how to eat, but I don't remember who I am or where I came from.

He wanted to go out and find out about his origins, but because he couldn't get a letter of introduction, he couldn't even leave the town.

Lonely, lost, helpless...

That's all he felt when he was alone.

Now that he has finally found an acquaintance, he is eager to learn about his past.

And this woman in front of me...

Zhou Chen didn't know why, but his heart ached whenever he saw her.

She must be a very important person in my life.

Lin Zhilan turned to look at Su Lang.

Su Lang nodded slightly to her, his gaze resolute, as if to say: I respect all your decisions.

"Doctor, could you please leave first? I'd like to speak with him alone."

The attending physician hesitated for a moment, then said, "Okay, I'll be at the door then. Call me anytime if you need anything."

Su Lang patted Lin Zhilan on the shoulder and then walked out, leaving the two of them alone.

Lin Zhilan sat down on the chair by the bed and took a deep breath.

"Your name is Zhou Chen, from Zhoujia Village in H Province, and you are a soldier. You were swept away by the flood while on a flood relief mission."

Zhou Chen was not surprised.

He had doubts about whether he was a soldier.

His daily habits, his reflexes—everything was reminding him, but at this moment it became clear.

"Then...who else is in my family?"