Siheyuan, my new life

Finally, it was Jia Dongxu's turn. He sat in front of an old Chinese doctor with white hair and beard. He hesitated for a long time and was unable to speak. The experienced old Chinese doctor smiled and said: "Young man, it is said that you can see a doctor if you are sick. If you have any problems, don't hide them, so as not to delay the best time for treatment."

After listening to the old Chinese doctor's words, Jia Dongxu gritted his teeth and finally opened his mouth and whispered: "Doctor, please help me. My husband and I have been married for several years, but we have no children."

The old Chinese doctor restrained his smile, looked at the fair-faced young man in front of him seriously, and said: "You are a good comrade. Unlike some people who always blame their wives for not having children, you should know that having children is a matter between husband and wife, just like farming in the countryside. If you have a good piece of land but the seeds are defective, you won't be able to grow food."

Jia Dongxu didn’t know how to answer now, and could only nod his head continuously.

The old Chinese doctor motioned Jia Dongxu to put his left hand on the pulse pillow and said seriously: "Don't be too nervous from now on, and don't talk or move casually, so as not to affect my judgment." After that, he stretched out his right index finger and ring finger and gently placed them on Jia Dongxu's wrist, closed his eyes slightly and began to take his pulse.

After a while, the old Chinese doctor frowned slightly. He did not speak, but signaled Jia Dongxu to put his right hand on the pulse pillow and continue to take his pulse.

In the following time, the old Chinese doctor carefully examined Jia Dongxu's tongue coating and eyelids, and finally stroked his beard and stared at Jia Dongxu closely.

Jia Dongxu had guessed from the old Chinese doctor's expression that something might be wrong with his body. He asked nervously, "Doctor, is there something wrong with me?"

The old Chinese doctor shook his head first, then nodded. This confused Jia Dongxu, and he asked anxiously: "Doctor, you are shaking your head and nodding, what's going on?"

The old Chinese doctor sighed deeply and asked seriously, "Did you accidentally take a Chinese medicine called 'Juezi Decoction' six or seven years ago?"

Jia Dongxu asked in confusion: "Doctor, what is 'continence soup'? I have never heard of it, let alone drank it."

The old Chinese doctor said in a serious tone: "The so-called 'son-killing soup' was actually first invented by some concubines in the palace in order to win the emperor's favor. They asked their maids to sleep with the emperor, but they were worried that the maids would compete for their favor if they got pregnant. So they ordered the imperial physician to prepare a soup. No matter whether men or women drank it, they would lose their fertility. This soup is the 'son-killing soup', also known as the 'son-killing soup'. Originally, this vicious thing had always been circulated in the inner court of the palace and the harems of dignitaries. With the demise of the Qing Dynasty, this soup was also introduced to the people by some imperial physicians with corrupt medical ethics."

The old Chinese doctor glanced at Jia Dongxu, who looked nervous, and continued, "I have carefully felt your pulse and conducted other tests. Whether it is your pulse or the condition of other parts of your body, it is completely consistent with the characteristics of taking the 'Juezi Decoction'. Based on my many years of experience, I can conclude that you took this decoction six or seven years ago. Perhaps you took it by mistake without knowing it. Think about it carefully."

Jia Dongxu's head buzzed as if it had exploded. Although after hearing the recording of Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu in the small conference room of the Security Office Building, he had a vague feeling in his heart that he might be infertile, otherwise how could those two dogs and women be sure that Xiaodang was not their own flesh and blood? Now he was sure that the reason why he mistakenly took the "sterile soup" mentioned by the old Chinese doctor was definitely related to Yi Zhonghai, the dead family.

But now is not the time to hold Yi Zhonghai accountable. Jia Dongxu looked at the old Chinese doctor anxiously: "Doctor, please help me. My father died early and I am the only child in the family. If I lose my fertility, our Jia family will be extinct. How can I face the ancestors of the Jia family in the future? Please help me!"

The old Chinese doctor sighed helplessly: "It's not that I don't want to help you treat it, but because this decoction is extremely strong, it will cause serious damage to your reproductive organs after taking it. If you come to seek medical treatment immediately after taking it by mistake, you may still have a chance to treat it, but now such a long time has passed, from my examination just now, your reproductive system has been severely damaged, even far beyond the general case. It may be related to the dose you took by mistake at that time, or it may be related to your physical constitution. I can't do anything here. You can go to other clinics to find those experienced old Chinese doctors. I don't recommend you to go to the hospital and waste money. Those Western medicine examinations and treatments have no effect on your situation at all, and it's just a waste of money."

Jia Dongxu didn't know how he left Baicaotang. He walked along the road towards home, thinking hard.

According to the old Chinese doctor at Tongrentang, he had taken the "Juezi Decoction" by mistake six or seven years ago, which was just before his marriage. Combined with the firm attitude of Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu, he was certain that it was Yi Zhonghai, the desperate man, who had given him the medicine. Jia Dongxu even vaguely remembered that during that period, Yi Zhonghai invited him to his house for a drink almost every other day, and this situation continued until he got married to Qin Huairu.

Jia Dongxu already understood that Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu were having an affair at the time, and Qin Huairu told Yi Zhonghai as soon as she found out she was pregnant.

But Yi Zhonghai didn't want to get divorced, so he came up with the idea of ​​grafting, and let the pregnant Qin Huairu marry him. In this way, not only would she provide money and effort to raise the child for Yi Zhonghai, he would also live opposite the central courtyard, be able to see the child at any time, and continue to have an affair with Qin Huairu frequently.

The most vicious thing about Yi Zhonghai is that not only did he ask me to raise a child for him, he also gave me drugs in advance to make me lose my fertility. If he and Qin Huairu had another child, I would be a ready-made scapegoat. Who among outsiders could have imagined the twists and turns involved?

The more Jia Dongxu thought about it, the colder he felt. In his eyes, Yi Zhonghai had now turned into a venomous snake that would choose its prey. This damned young man had hurt him so badly and had made the Jia family extinct. What should he do?

He had also thought about going to the police station and the steel mill security department to sue Yi Zhonghai, but he had no evidence at all. The diagnosis of the old Chinese doctor from Tongrentang could only prove that he had mistakenly taken the "Juezi Decoction" six or seven years ago. He believed that even if the security department and the police station interrogated Yi Zhonghai, he would not admit it. Therefore, there was no way to bring Yi Zhonghai to justice.