In fact, even my wife was less reserved than Aunt Song.

My wife might be shy at first, but once I got her going, she’d be all over me, begging for more.

The shyest one in the house was actually Aunt Song.

Don’t be fooled by the way she and Aunt Zhao were always talking big; in reality, she was all talk.

When night actually came, she was incredibly shy.

Lu Yuan then had Aunt Song extend her snowy-white wrist, and he began to check her pulse.

It had been over a month now, by his count.

’Maybe I can tell by now.’

A few seconds later, Lu Yuan’s expression turned rather odd.

He frowned slightly and said,

"Give me your other hand."

Song Meiqin froze. Seeing Lu Yuan’s reaction, she became excited almost instantly.

She had just seen this exact look yesterday.

Wasn’t this how her young man had acted when he diagnosed Zhao Qiao’er?

First, he had frowned, and then he asked her to switch hands.

And then he had confirmed it!

For a moment, Song Meiqin was so happy she nearly jumped for joy.

But Lu Yuan just frowned at Song Meiqin and said,

"Hurry up, switch to your other hand."

Song Meiqin gave Lu Yuan a flirtatious eye-roll before immediately extending her other hand with a wide grin.

About ten seconds later,

Lu Yuan silently withdrew his hand.

By now, Song Meiqin had already thrown herself into Lu Yuan’s arms, her mature, noble face filled with hope as she looked up at him.

"Am I pregnant?

Can you tell which day it happened?

Was it the second night?"

Lu Yuan: "..."

’Seriously...’

Her words actually made Lu Yuan blush.

It was clear that Aunt Song was truly happy.

She was even saying things like that.

However...

Lu Yuan shook his head and said,

"No, you’re not pregnant."

As soon as Lu Yuan spoke, the hope and joy on Song Meiqin’s beautiful face instantly faded.

Then, Aunt Song pursed her lips, looking a little unhappy as she said,

"Perhaps it’s just been too short a time...

It’s too early to tell. But, from now on, Yuan’Er, you have to check on Auntie every day, okay?"

Song Meiqin was only unhappy because she heard she wasn’t pregnant.

She didn’t read any deeper into his words.

For now, Song Meiqin felt it was alright, assuming it was just too soon.

Even the best medical skills wouldn’t be able to detect it this early.

But Song Meiqin didn’t think much of it, just a little disappointed.

But it was fine. After all, pregnancy was just a matter of time.

Zhao Qiao’er was already pregnant.

’I’m younger than Zhao Qiao’er, so isn’t it just a matter of time for me too?’

However, what Song Meiqin never expected was that in the next second, Lu Yuan’s lips twitched as he said,

"No.

Aunt Song, there seems to be a problem with your body.

You can’t get pregnant."

After Lu Yuan finished speaking, the carriage fell completely silent.

Song Meiqin stared blankly at Lu Yuan.

"Yuan’Er... Yuan’Er, you’re... you’re not joking, are you...?"

Song Meiqin stammered, looking at Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan looked at Aunt Song with a helpless expression and said,

"Would I joke about something like this?"

Song Meiqin had complete faith in Lu Yuan.

In fact, all the women in the house were like that; they believed whatever Lu Yuan said.

If Lu Yuan said it, then it must be true.

Especially after witnessing his skill just yesterday.

Lu Yuan couldn’t help but sigh. ’This Aunt Song...’

’What terrible luck...’

Aunt Song’s body... she couldn’t get pregnant!

In this world, for a woman to be unable to conceive...

Didn’t that mean her life was over?

At that moment, Aunt Song stared blankly at Lu Yuan.

Her beautiful eyes turned red almost instantly, and tears started falling freely, PITTER-PATTER, like they cost nothing.

Aunt Song was crying, but she made no sound.

In just a brief moment, the tears had gushed out.

Lu Yuan, snapping back to his senses, quickly said,

"What are you crying for!

I never said it couldn’t be treated."

When Lu Yuan said this, Song Meiqin froze again, and her tears stopped in their tracks.

Her tear-filled, beautiful eyes brightened in an instant.

"It can be treated?"

Song Meiqin asked, looking at Lu Yuan nervously.

Lu Yuan raised an eyebrow and said,

"When did I ever say it couldn’t be treated?

It’s just a bit tricky. Other people probably wouldn’t know what to do.

But don’t worry, your man is very capable!"

To be honest, an ordinary person really wouldn’t be able to handle Aunt Song’s condition.

Only Lu Yuan, who had studied the "Medical Heart," could.

From now on, he would prescribe herbs to regulate her body, and also perform some acupuncture.

’Maybe half a year.’

’It should be treatable by then.’

At this, Song Meiqin, who had just been through a rollercoaster of emotions, threw herself into Lu Yuan’s arms and said with a sob,

"You, you’re such a bad man!

Auntie was scared to death by you!"

Lu Yuan said with an amused smile,

"Who knew Auntie’s tears could flow so fast?"

With that, Lu Yuan called out to the driver,

"To the apothecary first."

He would get some herbs first, and then he could conveniently brew them when they got to his second uncle’s place.

...

「Early morning.」

It was 7:30 AM.

Lu Yuan and Song Meiqin’s carriage arrived at Second Uncle’s restaurant.

Second Uncle’s restaurant was bustling with activity.

It was packed with people so early in the morning.

It was full inside, and there were even stalls set up outside.

Second Uncle’s whole family was busy, but it wasn’t enough; they had to hire a new waiter and a cook.

Otherwise, at his age, Second Uncle wouldn’t have been able to handle such a hectic pace.

Lu Yuan and Song Meiqin didn’t want to disturb Second Uncle’s family while they were doing business.

They went to the back door.

The door was unlocked, so Lu Yuan and Song Meiqin went straight in.

Behind the restaurant was a large, quiet courtyard.

His father-in-law and mother-in-law weren’t there.

The backyard was empty.

A look out front revealed that they were helping in the restaurant.

"Yuan’Er, what brings you here so early in the morning?"

Su Liyan’s mother saw her son-in-law arrive and hurried back to greet him.