The carefree life of Yang Shuisheng, the village miracle doctor

Yang Shuisheng was helpless. In this dark and cramped warehouse filled with goods, he was once again pestered by Zhou Caifeng to "treat" him.

Zhou Caifeng is passionate, and the environment where she could be discovered at any moment is particularly exciting.

Yang Shuisheng reluctantly agreed and began to practice the "Hehuan Nourishing Qi Technique" to guide his Qi sensation.

Afterwards, Zhou Caifeng was completely satisfied. She leaned against Yang Shuisheng's chest, panting, her body limp and her face flushed with contentment.

Yang Shuisheng also noticed that the two streams of energy within his body seemed to have solidified and grown stronger, showing a faint tendency to develop into a third stream.

Although Zhou Caifeng is a bit older, the nourishing effect of the Yin Qi on his cultivation seems to be better than expected.

"Alright, Aunt Feng, I really have to go." Yang Shuisheng gently pushed her away and began to straighten his clothes.

"Hmm...then walk slowly..." Zhou Caifeng replied lazily, and fumbled to put on her clothes.

Just before Yang Shuisheng was about to leave, she grabbed him again, went to the kitchen in the backyard, took out an oil paper package, and stuffed it into his hand: "Take this, Auntie roasted a chicken herself tonight, and there are two white flour buns. Take them back for a midnight snack."

"You must not have eaten well for the past few days in the mountains, so you need to replenish your energy."

"Thank you, Aunt Feng."

Yang Shuisheng took it; it was still warm. He nodded without ceremony and said, "Then I'll be going now. You should get some rest too."

"Okay, I know."

Zhou Caifeng saw him to the door, and then kissed him on the cheek reluctantly before gently opening the door and watching him leave quickly.

Back in my dilapidated house, it was quiet inside.

Yang Shuisheng went inside in the dark and lit the kerosene lamp.

Lin Wan was still sitting on the edge of the bed when she heard the noise and looked over alertly. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that it was Yang Shuisheng.

"Here, paper and pen." Yang Shuisheng placed the letter paper and pen on the small stool beside the bed, and then put the warm oil paper package he was carrying on it as well. "And this, roast chicken and steamed buns, eat some while they're hot, you must be hungry too."

The aroma of roasted chicken immediately wafted out.

Lin Wan's stomach rumbled loudly, and her face flushed. She didn't even bother to ask Yang Shuisheng why he had been gone for so long. She immediately reached for the oil paper package and opened it. Inside was half a roasted chicken, golden brown and dripping with oil, and two large white steamed buns.

She hadn't had a proper hot meal for several days. Before, she relied entirely on wild fruits and game hunted by Yang Shuisheng on the mountain. Now, smelling this aroma, her mouth watered immediately.

"Thanks."

She thanked him, not caring about maintaining a ladylike image, picked up a steamed bun, broke it open, put a piece of chicken in it, and ate it in small but fast bites.

Yang Shuisheng also took a steamed bun and ate it with the remaining chicken.

Neither of them spoke; the only sound in the room was the faint sound of chewing.

After eating, Lin Wan's complexion improved, and she regained her energy.

She picked up a pen and paper and began to write a letter by the dim light of the kerosene lamp.

She wrote very carefully, occasionally pausing to glance warily at the doorway and the window.

Yang Shuisheng sat on a chair to the side, closing his eyes to rest, actually silently sensing the newly added third energy within his body.

Three streams of energy swirled slowly within his dantian, making him feel that his strength and spirit had increased once again.

About half an hour later, Lin Wan finally finished writing.

She carefully folded the letter, looked up at Yang Shuisheng, and asked, "Where are the envelope and stamps?"

"I didn't buy envelopes and stamps," Yang Shuisheng said, opening his eyes. "I'll buy those when I go to the post office in town to mail letters tomorrow. Otherwise, if I buy so many things, even a fool would know I'm going to mail letters."

Lin Wan was taken aback for a moment, then understood his concerns.

"You've thought of everything very thoroughly."

She handed the folded letter to Yang Shuisheng, solemnly instructing him, "This letter is very important; you must not peek at it."

Yang Shuisheng took the thin sheets of paper, casually stuffed them into his pocket, and said in a flat tone, "Don't worry, I didn't even finish elementary school, I can't even recognize all the characters, so I wouldn't understand it even if I wanted to."

His words were half true and half false, but Lin Wan felt much more at ease after hearing them.

She watched as Yang Shuisheng put the letter away, and finally, a look of exhaustion appeared on her face.

"Um... I'm a little tired and want to rest."

Lin Wan glanced at the only new wooden bed in the room, then at the chair Yang Shuisheng was sitting in, a hint of hesitation and disdain flashing across her face.

Yang Shuisheng was also tired. He stood up and naturally walked to the bedside, preparing to take off his shoes and get into bed.

"Hey! What...what are you doing?" Lin Wan was startled and shrank further into the bed.

"Sleep, what else could you be doing?" Yang Shuisheng looked at her, puzzled.

"You're going to sleep here?" Lin Wan asked, pointing to the bed. "Then where will I sleep?"

"You're sleeping here too? This bed is so big, isn't it enough for you?" Yang Shuili said matter-of-factly.

This is a large bed that Wang Kun gave me; it's more than enough for two people to sleep in.

"How can that be!" Lin Wan's face flushed red, both anxious and ashamed. "Men and women shouldn't touch each other. I... how can I sleep in the same bed with you? You sleep on the chair."

Yang Shuisheng was so angry he laughed. He crossed his arms and looked at Lin Wan: "Miss Lin, look carefully, this is my house, this is my bed."

"I kindly took you in, gave you a place to stay, food, and medical treatment, and now I even have to give you my own bed?"

"You sleep in the bed while I sleep in the chair? What kind of logic is that?"

His tone was sarcastic: "Sleep if you want, don't sleep if you don't."

"The chair is there, you can sleep there if you want, but I'm definitely sleeping in this bed."

After saying that, he ignored her, took off his coat and shoes, lifted the blanket and lay down, letting out a comfortable sigh.

This new bed is so comfortable to sleep in.

Lin Wan stood frozen by the bed, looking at Yang Shuisheng who had already lay down and closed his eyes, and then at the hard, broken chair without even a cushion. She felt both angry and aggrieved.

But she was under someone else's roof, and her injuries hadn't fully healed. What else could she do?

Am I really going to sleep on that cold, hard chair?

She bit her lip and stood there for a long time. In the end, she could only give up and take off her shoes. She carefully climbed to the innermost part of the bed, pressed herself against the wall, lay down with her back to Yang Shuisheng, and wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, only revealing the back of her head.

Her body was tense, her heart pounding with anxiety, fearing that Yang Shuisheng might do something inappropriate during the night.

However, after a night, Yang Shuisheng slept soundly, breathing evenly, and barely turned over, let alone touched her.

It wasn't until dawn that Lin Wan finally drifted off to sleep, exhausted and relaxed. She was somewhat surprised by Yang Shuisheng's honesty.

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Yang Shuisheng woke up.

He got up quietly, glanced at Lin Wan who was still fast asleep, and didn't wake her.

He quickly washed up, carefully put away the crucial letter, locked the door, and strode towards Daliang Town.

He had to mail the letter as soon as the post office opened, lest something unexpected happen.

We rushed all the way, and by the time we arrived in town, the sun was already high in the sky.

He first went to the post office to buy standard envelopes and stamps, carefully packed Lin Wan's letter, affixed the stamps, and dropped it into the mailbox.

After mailing the letter, he was still thinking about Xu Xiuxia's Shili Xiang business, so he deliberately took a detour and passed by the entrance of Shili Xiang to see how the new activity was going.

From afar, he saw a conspicuous red paper pasted on the restaurant entrance, with words such as "Second dish half price" and "Spend over eight yuan and get a free designated side dish".

Although it wasn't lunchtime yet, the restaurant already had several tables full of customers.

Some people were eating noodles, others were eating stir-fries; business seemed to be much better than before when it was quiet.

Xu Xiuxia was busy with various tasks, a smile on her face. Although she was tired, her complexion was noticeably better.

Yang Shuisheng saw this and was happy for her.

He didn't go in to disturb them, and turned to walk in another direction.

He had to go to the market where he bought clothes for Liu Yulan last time to see if there were any suitable clothes for Lin Wan. Her own clothes were worn out and very dirty, so she needed to get a new one.

Upon arriving at the market, Yang Shuisheng walked confidently toward the same shop he had visited before.

The shop owner was a nice person, and the clothes were considered quite good in town.

Before he even reached the shop entrance, he heard a loud argument coming from inside, between a man and a woman.

"Are you going to give it to me or not? Huh?"

A man's gruff, thuggish voice roared, "Five hundred dollars! Five hundred it is! I need it urgently!"

"No! I don't have a single penny!" a woman retorted angrily. "Wang Defa, have you no shame?"

It was the proprietress's voice.

"We agreed a long time ago that we'd each go our own way and not interfere with each other. Why should I give you money? Do I owe you anything?"