Rebirth Era: After the Beautiful Sister-in-law Refuses to Open Business

The room was very quiet. Qin Yanzheng didn't hear Song Lan speak again for a long time and felt that the air around him was very depressing.

Just when he was about to say something, Song Lan's calm and indifferent voice rang out: "Xiaoliu's reaction has begun to improve, and the same is true for his hearing."

"Thank you!"

Qin Yanzheng was sincerely happy for his younger sister. After he woke up, he learned that Xiaoliu, his youngest sister, had a fever at night due to an accident at home and was not sent to the hospital in time, so when the high fever subsided, she was left with sequelae - her brain reaction became a little slow and the hearing in one ear was damaged.

To be honest, he was full of self-blame at that time, and asked himself many times why he was not at home... If he was there, it would be like having a backbone in the family. In this way, his mother might not have passed away, and his younger sister would not have been delayed in being sent to the hospital.

However, there is no "if" in the world. Moreover, the nature of his job means that he cannot act freely in his daily life.

So, in a sense, as the eldest son in the family, he felt guilty towards his family and his wife for letting her shoulder the burden of the family and the responsibility of educating his younger brothers and sisters on his behalf.

"Do you like saying thank you so much?"

Song Lan suddenly spoke.

Hearing this, Qin Yanzheng quickly spoke: "I don't mean anything else. I just think you've worked hard. I feel that without your good medical skills, Xiaoliu would never be able to be truly happy in her life, and I and the rest of the family... would always live in guilt."

"Even so, do my family members need to say 'thank you' all the time?"

Song Lan said, "This is the last time. If I hear it again, don't blame me for ignoring you." There was no emotion in her tone, and Qin Yanzheng was blind, so naturally he couldn't tell anything from her expression.

He opened his mouth, but a voice in his heart kept saying, "Give in quickly," so he said what he meant, "Don't be angry, I was wrong, I promise it won't happen again."

"Angry? Not really."

Song Lan smiled. She knew the man couldn't see it, but she was in a good mood. However, she said in a light tone, "My greatest strength is that I never get angry because of others."

Since they were going to try to get along with each other, then this person was hers. It was normal for her to occasionally teach him a lesson in the following days, and it was not her intention to make things difficult for him.

"Actually, when I say thank you to you, I really don't mean anything else, and I'm not thanking you as if you were an outsider."

Qin Yanzheng explained, his expression was serious and his tone was equally serious.

Looking at the man, Song Lan knew that she couldn't tease him any further. The reason was simple: she was afraid that he would get angry.

Can't bear it?

Maybe, but that’s not right. She really couldn’t bear it and didn’t want to see him anxious!

What's more, this patient is injured. If something happens to him, wouldn't all her hard work in treating him be in vain?

"Okay, I'm not mad at you, I just want you to remember not to say 'thank you' to me again."

After hearing what Song Lan said, Qin Yanzheng's tense heartstrings finally relaxed, and a faint smile spread across the corners of his mouth: "No, there won't be a next time."

"Then you must keep your word."

Song Lan spoke with a smile.

Qin Yanzheng nodded: "That's natural."

Wu Dong was very good at managing his time. Just as Song Lan finished massaging Qin Yanzheng, he walked into the room carrying a foot basin.

"Is this what you bought this afternoon?"

Song Lan's eyes fell on the footbath. After hearing Wu Dong's affirmative answer, she said, "How much? I'll give it to you tomorrow."

"Need not."

Wu Dong shook his head. He put the footbath next to Qin Yanzheng's bed and helped him sit up. Before he could squat down beside the footbath, Song Lan said, "Let me help Qin Yanzheng wash."

"This is my job."

Wu Dong refused, and then he said to Qin Yanzheng: "It's a little hot, but Comrade Song said it's necessary to allow the medicinal materials to fully work."

"It's true."

In the end, Song Lan was unable to wash Qin Yanzheng's feet, but there was no expression on her face, and Qin Yanzheng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

In his twenty-five years of life, except for the time when he accidentally grabbed Song Lan's wrist before, he had never had close contact with other girls. If Song Lan really washed his feet, Qin Yanzheng knew without even thinking about it that he would definitely become stiff all over.

It's not rejection, it's discomfort, embarrassment, and shame!

The injured leg was soaked for about thirty to forty minutes. In the middle, Song Lan helped add hot water. When the soaking time was up, Wu Dong helped Qin Yanzheng wipe the water stains on his legs, and then helped Qin Yanzheng sit up against the head of the bed.

"I'll give you a massage for a while."

As the sound fell, Song Lan began to move.

"Do you want more acupuncture?"

Wu Dong poured out the foot bath water and returned. He looked at Song Lan and asked.

"Um"

Song Lan nodded, and then asked Wu Dong: "Have Xiaowu and Xiaoliu gone to bed?"

"There's no light in the room. Why don't I go check it out?"

Wu Dong quickly left the room and came back soon. He said, "Everyone is asleep and covered up."

Song Lan smiled and said, "I'm worried that they'll go crazy without me watching them."

"Xiaowu and Xiaoliu are very well behaved. They know you are busy and will definitely not cause you any trouble." As soon as Wu Dong finished speaking, Qin Yanzheng's voice came out of his lips: "You spoil them too much." He was undoubtedly saying this to Song Lan.

"I don't. Besides, they are only four or five years old. It's no big deal if they are spoiled a little." Song Lan said disapprovingly, "Besides, Xiaowu and Xiaoliu are sensible. It's only right to spoil them a little."

"Aren't you worried that they will become spoiled when they grow up?"

Qin Yanzheng asked.

"Why worry?"

Song Lan's tone was full of confidence: "I believe that the children I teach are not what you call 'spoiled'."

They will learn martial arts with her, and then she will teach them chess, calligraphy, painting, and music theory. In the future, not only will the fifth and sixth children grow up to be very outstanding, just like her Song family children, but the other two, brother-in-law Qin Boyan and sister-in-law Qin Yaxin, will also undergo a complete transformation in two or three years.

In short, she believes in herself and her brothers-in-law and sisters-in-law, and believes that they will not let her down!

After all, in her opinion, there is no one she can't train!

After the massage, Song Lan went back to the room to get the needle bag. After disinfection, she asked Wu Dong to help Qin Yanzheng lie down on the bed, and then gave acupuncture to Qin Yanzheng's injured leg.

With the effect of the soft internal force, Qin Yanzheng felt a surprising warm current coming from his injured leg, which had no sensation at all, after just the first acupuncture session.

This warm current is really comfortable!

Qin Yanzheng was deeply touched, but he suppressed his emotions because he knew that Song Lan was giving him acupuncture and there could be no mistakes.

"How do you feel?"

Song Lan suddenly asked.

"It's warm and comfortable."

Qin Yanzheng responded.

"Is this sentient?"

Wu Dong's eyes were full of excitement.

Qin Yanzheng said "hmm".

"Comrade Song, since Comrade Qin is conscious now, does that mean his legs will recover soon?"

Wu Dong asked Song Lan.

“This is just the first injection.”