The carefree life of Yang Shuisheng, the village miracle doctor

Yang Shuisheng smiled with pride and satisfaction at Su Xiaoyue's heartfelt praise.

After all, he was quite confident in his cooking skills, especially his fish-cooking skills, so he laughed and said, "Eat more if you like it, there's still soup in the pot, plenty to go around!"

Su Xiaoyue nodded repeatedly, picked up another piece of fish, and ate it with relish.

She took a few bites, then suddenly put down her chopsticks, looked up, and with a hint of expectation and mischief in her big eyes, asked Yang Shuisheng, "Brother Shuisheng, the fish you made is so delicious... what will I do if I want to eat it again?"

Yang Shuisheng was taken aback for a moment, then understood what she meant. She was trying to find a way to come back to him in the future.

"What's so difficult about that?"

He smiled and readily replied, "If you ever want to eat it again, just come find me at Peach Blossom Valley anytime."

"Anyway, you know the way. Whenever you come, I'll catch some fish for you to cook!"

"Really?" Su Xiaoyue's eyes lit up. She immediately extended her right hand, bent her little finger, and looked at Yang Shuisheng earnestly. "Then let's pinky swear!"

"Shall we pinky swear?"

Looking at her serious expression, Yang Shuisheng couldn't help but laugh and tease her, "Do you think you're still a child?"

"Yes! I am a child!"

Su Xiaoyue pouted and insisted, "It only counts if we pinky swear, hurry up!"

Looking at her playful and cute appearance, Yang Shuisheng found it amusing and smiled as he extended his little finger, hooking it with hers.

"Pinky promise, never to change for a hundred years!" Su Xiaoyue solemnly recited the incantation before withdrawing her hand with satisfaction, as if she had completed a sacred ritual, her face beaming with a radiant smile.

After finishing his meal, Yang Shuisheng began clearing away the dishes and utensils, preparing to take them to the kitchen to wash.

Su Xiaoyue quickly stood up, wanting to help: "Brother Shuisheng, let me help you wash."

"No, no, you're a guest. How can you make a guest wash the dishes?"

Yang Shuisheng waved his hand and pressed her back into her seat: "Sit and rest for a while, or go for a walk in the yard, I'll be done soon."

Su Xiaoyue couldn't persuade him otherwise, so she sat down again, rested her chin on her hands, and watched Yang Shuisheng's busy back. She felt an indescribable sense of peace and contentment.

"Miss Su, your family's grocery store has always been doing quite well, hasn't it?"

While washing the dishes, Yang Shuisheng chatted with Su Xiaoyue: "Will you be the one to take over from now on?"

"I won't do it!"

Su Xiaoyue shook her head, her tone filled with the longing and determination unique to young people: "My dad also said that he doesn't want me to spend my whole life running that grocery store."

"My goal is to study hard, stay in the provincial capital after graduation, and find a decent job. My dad also supports me in doing so."

Yang Shuisheng felt a pang of emotion upon hearing this.

This girl not only comes from a good family, but also has a clear plan for the future. She and someone like me who toils in the mud are ultimately from different worlds.

"By the way, when are you going to register at school?"

Suddenly remembering something, he turned around and asked, "University should be starting soon, right?"

Su Xiaoyue nodded: "Yes, the notice says to report to school on September 1st."

"Judging by the time, it'll only be about a month left." As she spoke, her gaze fell on Yang Shuisheng, who was washing dishes, and she suddenly asked with a hint of expectation and probing, "Brother Shuisheng, would you like to come with me to the provincial capital for a trip?"

"Since you're just lazing around at home anyway, I'll take you to see what the provincial capital is like!"

"Provincial capital? I haven't even figured out how to get around a county town yet."

Yang Shuisheng smiled at Su Xiaoyue's enthusiastic invitation, drained the washed dishes and put them back in the cupboard, and casually replied, "The provincial capital is so big, with so many people. I'm afraid I'll get lost and won't be able to find my way back. I'd better not."

"What's the big deal?"

Hearing him say that, Su Xiaoyue was not discouraged. Instead, she said even more earnestly, "After I settle down in the provincial capital and get familiar with the environment, I will invite you to come and visit."

"I'll be there to guide you, I promise you won't get lost."

Her eyes were clear and her tone was sincere; she clearly took this matter to heart.

Seeing her earnest expression, Yang Shuisheng couldn't refuse any longer, so he smiled and nodded, "Okay, then let's talk about it after you've settled in."

As the two were talking, a hesitant woman's voice suddenly came from the courtyard: "Dr. Yang? Is Dr. Yang home?"

Yang Shuisheng wiped his hands and walked to the door. He saw a woman in her thirties standing at the gate of the courtyard, looking inside somewhat nervously.

The woman was wearing a blue floral shirt, and she was plump with a full chest. She was Zhao Hongxing, the woman Yang Shuisheng had found having a secret rendezvous with the village chief Zhao Youcai in the cornfield behind the mountain a few nights ago.

"Sister-in-law Hongxing? What brings you here?" Yang Shuisheng asked, somewhat surprised. "Are you feeling unwell?"

"Oh, Dr. Yang, do you have guests at home?"

Zhao Hongxing's gaze immediately fell on the young and beautiful Su Xiaoyue sitting in the main room. A gossipy glint flashed in her eyes as she looked her up and down, clicking her tongue and saying, "This girl is really pretty. Is she your girlfriend?"

Yang Shuisheng ignored her words and didn't bother to explain. He simply asked, "Sister-in-law Hongxing, what's wrong with your health that you've come to see me?"

Zhao Hongxing then remembered the purpose of her visit, and a look of embarrassment and reluctance appeared on her face. She glanced at Su Xiaoyue in the room, then hesitated to speak.

Yang Shuisheng understood and turned to Su Xiaoyue inside the room, saying, "Miss Su, please come in and sit for a while. I need to see a doctor."

Su Xiaoyue nodded obediently, got up and went into the inner room, closing the door behind her.

After Su Xiaoyue went inside, Zhao Hongxing relaxed a little. She walked up to Yang Shuisheng, lowered her voice, and said hesitantly with an unnatural blush on her face, "Dr. Yang, I... I've been feeling itchy in that area for the past few days, and it's really uncomfortable."

"Do you think I've caught some kind of unclean disease?"

Upon hearing Zhao Hongxing's description, Yang Shuisheng immediately thought of Wu Xiaohe, who had also come to him before to have her questions.

His expression remained unchanged, maintaining a professional doctor's demeanor, as he continued, "Do you usually pay attention to personal hygiene?"

"Attention! Of course you should!"

Zhao Hongxing nodded quickly, her tone tinged with urgency as she explained, "I shower every day. In the summer, when it's hot, I sometimes shower twice a day. I also change my clothes frequently, so I'm very clean."

Yang Shuisheng nodded, then asked, "Besides the itching, are there any other uncomfortable sensations?"

"For example... is there any abnormal discharge? Or is there any stinging or burning sensation?"

"It's gone...it's just itchy!"

Zhao Hongxing thought about it carefully, then shook her head, her face showing confusion and discomfort: "It's a little better during the day, I can bear it, but when I lie in bed at night, it itches so badly that I always want to scratch it."

"I'm afraid I'll hurt myself after I've finished scratching, it's so uncomfortable!" she said, her face showing an embarrassed and distressed expression.