The carefree life of Yang Shuisheng, the village miracle doctor

Yang Shuisheng turned around awkwardly, his back to Lin Wan, his ears burning slightly.

The room was quiet, except for the faint rustling sounds of Lin Wan trying to put her torn clothes back in place, mixed with her rapid breathing.

He waited patiently for a while, and felt the noise behind him subside, but Lin Wan remained silent.

He couldn't help but ask, "Is it changed yet?"

"No, it seems like I can't pull it back together." Lin Wan's voice was filled with helplessness and frustration. "The thread has come undone, and I can't pull it back..."

Thinking about it carefully, it makes sense. The quality of ready-made clothes bought in town is just so-so, and they can't withstand the wear and tear on Lin Wan's overly prominent figure.

"Then you should change into another dress."

He thought for a moment and said, "This one is broken. I'll take it to the shopkeeper in town later to see if I can get a different size, or have her repair it for me."

"That's all we can do," Lin Wan sighed, resignedly starting to change her clothes.

Then came another soft rustling sound.

Another few minutes passed.

"Okay... alright, turn around now."

Lin Wan's voice rang out again, sounding calmer than before, but still somewhat unnatural.

Yang Shuisheng turned around.

Lin Wan had already changed into a light yellow floral dress.

The skirt has a fitted waist and the hem reaches the calves, making it more feminine than a shirt and pants.

The light yellow color made her skin appear even whiter, accentuated her slender waist, and revealed two sections of her delicate, fair legs beneath the hem of her skirt.

She stood there, her face still flushed and embarrassed, but she had been completely transformed, a beautiful city girl with a touch of sickly charm.

However, when Yang Shuisheng's gaze swept over, his brows furrowed slightly.

The fabric of this dress seems thinner than I expected.

Although the room was poorly lit, he could vaguely see the outline of a slender and shapely body under the fabric, as well as certain undulating curves.

Especially the chest and waist/hip areas, which are partially concealed by the floral pattern, are even more alluring and suggestive than if they were directly ripped open.

What kind of material did the proprietress bring in?!

Yang Shuisheng cursed inwardly, then quickly looked away and cleared his throat: "Fine, you can wear this dress for now."

"You wait at home, I'll go find someone to mend your clothes right away."

He really didn't dare let Lin Wan wander around the house in that see-through dress anymore; it was a huge test for him.

"Um... thank you for your help."

Lin Wan also noticed the awkward atmosphere between herself and Yang Shuisheng, and replied softly with her head down.

Without further delay, Yang Shuisheng picked up the light blue shirt with the torn seam, folded it neatly, put it in the original plastic bag, and turned to leave.

He originally intended to go to the clothing store in town to have the owner, Li Wenhui, repair his clothes, but halfway there, he suddenly thought of Liu Yulan.

Liu Yulan is skilled with her hands; her needlework is renowned throughout the village. Moreover, it's much closer to the village than to the town, saving her the trouble of making another trip.

So he turned and headed towards Liu Yulan's house.

But as soon as he reached the outside of Liu Yulan's dilapidated fenced yard, before he even entered the yard, Yang Shuisheng heard a fierce argument coming from inside.

"Yulan, stop being so stubborn!"

"Brother Tiger, I've organized some men to go into the mountains to help search for them. When the brothers come back tonight, we can't let them go hungry, can we?"

"Your mother-in-law has already agreed, so why don't you go over and help out? What's wrong with cooking a meal?"

It was Zhao Hu's voice, carrying a feigned politeness.

"I'm not going! I said I'm not going!"

"Zhao Hu, stop trying to intimidate me with these words. I have nothing to do with you, so why should I cook at your house?" Liu Yulan's voice was filled with anger and displeasure.

"Why should I? Because your mother-in-law took my money." Zhao Hu raised his voice, smugly. "Don't you think so, Aunt Sun?"

"I gave you fifty yuan today, and we agreed that Yulan would cook for me for a few days and take care of the meals for the brothers going into the mountains. Are you trying to back out now?"

Then came Granny Sun's sharp, sarcastic voice: "Don't be ungrateful! Zhao Hu is so generous; he's only giving you fifty yuan to cook a meal. It's not like you'll lose a piece of meat. What are you complaining about?"

"Hurry up, go with Zhao Hu, don't delay his important business."

"Mom! You're the one who took that money, I didn't agree to it. If you want to go, go yourself. I said I'm not going, and that means I'm not going." Liu Yulan's voice was trembling with tears, clearly furious.

"Hey! You're asking for it, aren't you?" Zhao Hu seemed to have lost his patience, and his tone became fierce. "Liu Yulan, let me tell you, don't be stubborn and end up regretting it."

"It's your good fortune that I, Zhao Hu, have taken a liking to you in this Peach Blossom Valley."

"You're going to be my wife sooner or later anyway, so what's wrong with going there early to get used to things? Do you think I'd mistreat you?"

"You're talking nonsense! Don't even dream about marrying anyone."

Liu Yulan seemed completely enraged by these words, and shouted in a shrill voice, "Get out! Get out of here!"

"You damn bitch, you dare curse me?" Zhao Hu's voice rang out in a fit of rage, followed by hurried footsteps and the sound of pulling. "You're going today, whether you like it or not! Get over here!"

"Ah! Let go of me, loosen your grip!" Liu Yulan screamed and struggled.

"Snap—"

It sounded like a slap hitting flesh, followed by Granny Sun's feigned exclamation: "You slut, how could you bite someone!"

"Zhao Hu, are you alright?"

"Damn it! You dare bite me?" Zhao Hu roared in pain, "I'll teach you a lesson today!"

Zhao Hu raised his hand, ready to slap Liu Yulan hard.

"stop!"

At this critical moment, a cold shout, like a thunderclap, rang out at the courtyard gate.

Immediately afterward, a figure moved with lightning speed, crossing the courtyard gate in an instant and rushing to the two wrestling figures in just a few steps.

A hand with distinct knuckles and exceptional strength gripped Zhao Hu's right wrist, which was raised high and ready to slap Liu Yulan across the face, like an iron clamp.

Zhao Hu felt a sudden tightening of his wrist, and an irresistible force brought him to a halt in mid-air, preventing his powerful slap from falling.

He turned his head in astonishment and met a pair of eyes burning with rage.

"Let go of your dirty hands."

Yang Shuisheng gripped his wrist tightly, his sharp gaze sweeping over Zhao Hu's repulsive face, and spoke coldly, word by word.

Zhao Hu's wrist was gripped tightly by Yang Shuisheng, causing him to grimace in pain. When he looked up and saw that it was Yang Shuisheng, his face first showed surprise, which was then replaced by stronger shame, anger, and resentment.

"Yang Shuisheng? It's you again! Mind your own business."

"This is between Liu Yulan and me, and it's none of your business to interfere."

Yang Shuisheng's eyes were icy cold, and he increased the force in his hand, squeezing Zhao Hu's wrist until it cracked and the veins on his forehead throbbed with pain.

"have a finger in the pie?"

Yang Shuisheng's lips curled into a cold smile, his voice carrying a chilling pressure that sent shivers down one's spine.

"Zhao Hu, I think you've forgotten the pain once the wound has healed."

"Didn't I warn you before to stay away from Sister-in-law Yulan?"

"It seems the previous lessons haven't taught you a lesson you've learned."

He leaned forward slightly, staring into Zhao Hu's eyes, which were beginning to flicker with pain and fear, and slowly said, "Since you have a bad memory, I don't mind helping you solidify it again today, so that you can remember it for the rest of your life."