Courtyard House: In times of famine, my hamster became a spirit.

Half an hour later, at the entrance of the laboratory.

Lou Xiao'e sat on the edge of the bench, her knuckles white from gripping them tightly together.

She couldn't even be bothered to look at Xu Damao now, staring blankly at the tightly closed white wooden door.

And what about Xu Damao?

His hair was wet and stuck to his scalp, smelling of urine and cheap tobacco, creating a two-meter radius isolation zone around him.

No one wanted to get close; even Sha Zhu held his nose and stood far away.

Xu Damao was still making a last-ditch effort, his teeth chattering, and he stammered to Lou Xiao'e, "Xiao'e... don't believe that little beast Zhou Jianguo... we've been husband and wife for so many years... don't you know how I am? I think there's something wrong with the hospital equipment..."

"Shut up."

Lou Xiao'e didn't even turn her head, coldly uttering two words.

Zhou Jianguo leaned against the wall, toying with a matchstick in his hand, his eyes filled with amusement.

With a click, the laboratory door swung open.

The doctor who came out was an elderly man with a full head of white hair.

This is a top-tier expert at Hongxing Hospital, whose medical skills are beyond question, but he has an occupational hazard—hearing loss.

So when he speaks, his voice has a built-in amplification effect.

The elderly expert adjusted his reading glasses, holding a thin lab report in his hand, and scanned the entire room.

"Xu Damao! Which one is Xu Damao?!"

That shout, full of energy, reverberated throughout the corridor.

Xu Damao felt a jolt and instinctively rushed over.

He had only one thought in his mind: snatch the order! Cover the old man's mouth! No one else can hear!

However, the power of the [Bad Luck Charm] is no joke.

As soon as he stood up, his foot slipped, and with a crisp "crack," his ankle twisted into a pretzel.

"Thump!"

Xu Damao immediately prostrated himself before the old expert, kneeling so firmly that it was almost an unshakeable bow.

The old expert was startled by the scene. Seeing Xu Damao's dirty hands, covered in an unknown liquid, reaching out, he slapped them away in disgust: "What are you doing! Pulling and shoving each other in public, what kind of behavior is this!"

The old expert glared at him, then held the sheet up high and began a public execution indiscriminately, targeting the dozens of onlookers craning their necks in the corridor.

"You comrade, your attitude is extremely improper! I asked you to leave a sample, and look at the rubbish you've submitted!"

The senior expert flicked the lab report with his fingers, pointing to the data, his voice booming:

"They're all dead! Zero survival rate! Did you scald them with boiling water or something?"

boom--!

That sentence was like a nuclear bomb, detonating right there in the corridor.

The old man, Yi Zhonghai, nearly dropped his teacup on his foot; Sha Zhu's mouth was agape, wide enough to fit a large steamed bun, his eyes filled with a mixture of terror and ecstatic joy.

Xu Damao's vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground, his lips trembling: "D-Doctor...please keep your voice down...are you sure you're not mistaken? Could you check again?"

"What's wrong with you!" Because he was hard of hearing, the old expert thought Xu Damao was questioning his professional level, and his temper flared up instantly, his voice rising eight octaves:

"I looked at it under the microscope three times! Congenital spermatogenesis disorder! Extremely severe azoospermia! His development wasn't even complete!"

The old expert paused for a moment:

"In layman's terms, this is called castration! Understand? Want children in this lifetime? Unless a god descends to earth and gives you a new lower body! Even a god can't save you!"

Heavenly castration.

The clamor vanished instantly, leaving only the words "eunuch" endlessly echoing in everyone's minds.

The family line ended. A truly extinct family line.

Lou Xiao'e suddenly stood up.

She rushed forward and snatched the test results.

Her hands trembled violently as she looked at the shocking words "no sperm."

At that moment, my worldview collapsed.

The suffering I've endured over the past few years flashes before my eyes like a revolving lantern: my mother-in-law's vicious glares, Xu Damao's drunken insults, the neighbors' pointing fingers and gossip, and those bowls of Chinese medicine soup that made me want to vomit...

She's the one who takes the blame for everything.

She always felt that she was a sinner to the Lou family and had let down the Xu family's daughter-in-law.

It turns out... it was all fake!

This is a complete scam!

"Xu! Da! Mao!"

Lou Xiao'e burst into tears; they weren't tears of sadness, but tears of overwhelming anger and grievance.

She rushed up to Xu Damao, who was lying in a limp mess, looking down at him with eyes like knives.

"You liar! You know perfectly well that I'm infertile, yet you still curse me every day for not being able to lay eggs! You've made me take the blame for so many years! You've made me unable to hold my head up in this compound!"

"E'er... let me explain... this... this must be a misdiagnosis..." Xu Damao was still struggling, reaching out to grab Lou Xiao'e's trouser leg.

"Snapped!"

A crisp, clear slap echoed down the corridor.

Lou Xiao'e used all her strength in that slap, which made Xu Damao spin around on the spot, his head hitting the floor with a "thud," his eyes rolled back, and he almost passed out.

But it's not over yet.

The usually gentle young lady went completely mad. She pounced on Xu Damao and started scratching his long, narrow face.

"You damned eunuch! You childless bastard! You ruined my life! I'll beat you to death!"

"Ouch! Don't hit my face! Help! Murder!" Xu Damao covered his head and ran away, letting out a pig-like scream.

Sha Zhu stood aside, not only making no attempt to break up the fight, but also pulling out a handful of sunflower seeds from his pocket and cracking them open while explaining with great enthusiasm:

"Oh my, brilliant! Absolutely brilliant! Da Mao, so it turns out you're the real eunuch in our courtyard! I knew it, you always speak in such a low, effeminate voice. Alright, from now on, don't call me Xu Da Mao, change your name to Eunuch Xu! That name sounds much better! Hahahaha!"

"Eunuch Xu! Hahahaha!"

The patients and neighbors around could no longer hold back and burst into laughter.

The laughter was even more jarring than it had been in the toilet earlier; it was as if Xu Damao's dignity had been thrown to the ground and trampled on again and again.

Zhou Jianguo stood at the back of the crowd, watching this farce unfold, and the crisp, pleasant electronic voice in his mind rang out again.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, for using the combination of "Truthful Induction + Misfortune Strike" to thoroughly expose Xu Damao's hidden physical ailment, achieving the accomplishment "The Birth of Eunuch Xu".]

[Rewards awarded: Divine medical skills (proficient in Traditional Chinese Medicine), 100 RMB cash, and a top-quality old hen.]

A massive influx of information flooded into his mind. Zhou Jianguo clenched his fist slightly, feeling that his control over the human body had reached a new level.

"God-level medical skills... Interesting."

He walked through the laughing crowd and came to Xu Damao, whose face was bruised and swollen.

At this moment, Xu Damao's pants were half pulled down, his face was covered in bloodstains, his body reeked of urine and foot odor, his eyes were unfocused, and he was completely ruined.

Zhou Jianguo crouched down and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"Brother Da Mao, now you know who's truly the one without an heir, right?"

Xu Damao looked up and stared intently at Zhou Jianguo, his eyes filled with resentment and fear.

Zhou Jianguo stood up and shouted at Lou Xiao'e, who was still venting her anger, "Sister Xiao'e, stop hitting her, you dirty hands. It's not worth going to jail for a eunuch like this."

Lou Xiao'e paused and stopped.

She looked at the bloodstains on her hands that belonged to Xu Damao, and disgustedly rubbed them hard on her clothes.

She straightened her messy hair, her eyes becoming more resolute than ever before.

"Xu Damao, see you at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Divorce! We must get a divorce! Anyone who doesn't is a bastard!"

Xu Damao collapsed onto the cold tile floor, staring at the pale light on the ceiling, tears streaming down his face.