The Peasant Wife: The Prime Minister's Beloved

Chen Zhenwu quickly reached out and gently covered Zheng Cuihua's lips, his eyes full of worry and restraint.

"Don't make random guesses. We have no evidence. If we continue like this, it will only make life under the same roof awkward and affect our relationship." His tone was full of persuasion, fearing that a momentary impulse of words would destroy the harmony of the family.

Zheng Cuihua disagreed, with a faint smile on her lips.

"We've separated now and are living our own lives. Why should I be afraid of her?" There was a hint of stubbornness in her tone.

Feeling the concern in Chen Zhenwu's words, Zheng Cuihua felt a warm current in her heart. It was a feeling of being understood and supported, which made her eyes unconsciously soften a little.

"I know Zhou Xuemei is not a good person, but I just feel that if she didn't get any benefits, why would she be so proactive in asking my mother to come over?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Zhenwu frowned slightly, obviously having a headache due to these repeated speculations.

"Stop dwelling on these speculations. Now that we've separated, we should look forward, live our own lives well, and stop struggling meaninglessly." His words were brief, but each one was sincere.

After hearing this, Zheng Cuihua, although she had a tough personality, couldn't help but soften in the face of Chen Zhenwu's warm words.

Two red clouds appeared on her cheeks and she nodded shyly, which made people feel pity for her.

In the early morning at the Xie family's house, the sky was still hazy, and Chen Xi was already busy in the kitchen, with the fire reflecting her focused face.

Today, she needs to prepare breakfast in advance because she has to go to town early for a medical consultation.

In the kitchen, the steaming heat and the aroma of food are intertwined.

She thought that the children would wake up to have hot meals and go to school in high spirits, and she would be able to leave with peace of mind.

After breakfast was ready, she served herself a bowl and enjoyed it quietly.

Afterwards, he put on his back a basket filled with mountain treasures - ginseng and isatis root, and the basket was heavy.

She was still thinking about the clothes she had customized last time and wanted to pick them up today.

When Chen Xi stepped into the clinic, it was the busiest time of the morning.

Wanyu was carefully checking the preparations in the hall. When she looked up, she saw Chen Xi walking in.

The corners of her mouth curled up naturally and her eyes sparkled with joy.

"Wow, the timing is just right. Your time management ability is really enviable!" Wanyu joked in a relaxed tone, her voice full of praise.

Chen Xi smiled back, his smile filled with confidence and cheerfulness.

"Of course, time management is as important to me as it is to my patients."

The two looked at each other and smiled, with tacit understanding and ease filling the air.

"Let's get down to business. I was lucky enough to find another high-quality ginseng this time, as well as some rare isatis root. Do you want to take a look now or come back later?"

Chen Xi turned around as he spoke, and gently lifted a corner of the backpack, revealing the good stuff inside.

Upon hearing this, Wanyu made a decision immediately.

"Why don't we go upstairs? It's quieter there and we can take a closer look."

As she spoke, she took the lead and stepped onto the stairs, followed closely by Chen Xi with light steps.

When he got upstairs, Chen Xi slowly placed the backpack on the table.

As the backpack was opened, the ginseng slowly appeared before their eyes. Its bright color and clear texture formed a sharp contrast with the plain isatis root next to it, quietly telling the secret of the earth.

Wanyu gently held up the ginseng as if she was holding a rare treasure, and her eyes slowly moved among the roots of the ginseng, not missing a single inch.

"Chen Xi, you have dug up such precious ginseng twice in a month. Some people cannot even get such an opportunity in their entire life. Should I say that you are blessed or lucky?"

There was a hint of joking in her words, as well as a subtle hint of envy.

Chen Xi's mouth curled up into a playful smile, and he responded half seriously and half teasingly: "Then according to your opinion, should I continue to show off my good luck, or should I ask you, do you want this ginseng?"

The atmosphere between the two was relaxed and warm, and when their eyes met, a tacit understanding that required no words was revealed naturally.

"Yes, of course. You are so lucky to have dug up a treasure, so it's only right that I praise you." Wanyu asked back with affirmation in her tone, and a smile blossomed on her face.

Changing the subject, Wanyu put away her joking attitude and asked seriously: "For this ginseng that is bigger and better than the last time, what is your expectation in terms of price?"

Chen Xi pondered for a moment, obviously calculating quickly in his mind, while Wanyu gave an offer first, with a refreshing and firm tone: "This time the appearance is better and the weight is more substantial. I am willing to pay 150 taels of silver. What do you think?"

Chen Xi nodded slightly, seeming to be quite satisfied with the price. After weighing the pros and cons, he gladly accepted it.

"Deal." These two simple words finalized a transaction in a pleasant atmosphere.

Then, Chen Xi took out a few bunches of Isatis root from the package and suggested casually, "In this case, please give a fair price for these Isatis root, Shopkeeper Wanyu."

Wanyu responded without thinking, her words were full of crispness and clarity: "These isatis roots are bright in color and of excellent quality. Two hundred taels in total. What do you think?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Xi playfully made an exaggerated gesture of thanks, which caused Wanyu to burst into laughter, and the store was immediately filled with a joyful atmosphere.

After some laughter and joy, Chen Xi walked into the clinic and began a busy day of seeing patients.

Upon hearing the news, patients came and lined up in front of the door. Each person came with different illnesses and expectations, waiting for the young doctor's miraculous hands to bring them back to health.

Just as Chen Xi finished carefully treating a patient and was about to take a break, the door of the clinic was gently pushed open again, and a man with his face half covered with a handkerchief staggered in.

"It is rumored that your medical skills are extraordinary and you can cure anything. Is this true?"

Although the man tried to keep his voice calm, he could not hide his inner urgency and anxiety.

The visitor was Hu Quanwen. A sudden strange disease forced him to visit many famous doctors and spend a lot of money, but he still could not find an effective treatment.

Hearing that Doctor Chen from Tonghetang in Heping Town had a unique skill that could cure any disease, he went there desperately, hoping to find a chance of saving his life.

Chen Xi raised his eyes, and at a glance, he caught sight of the glaring red spots on Hu Quanwen's face and hands.

Her mind worked rapidly, and a preliminary diagnosis quietly took shape.

"A doctor is like a parent. Although I am willing to do my best, I dare not boast about my abilities. Some diseases are difficult even for me."

Chen Xi spoke modestly, and while he was speaking, he carefully recorded Hu Quanwen's personal information.

"First, tell me your name and age?"

Her pen tip jumped on the paper and wrote: "Hu Quanwen, fifty-four."

Hu Quanwen...

This name seemed to have been mentioned in some vague memory.