After the divorce, I returned to my village and became a legendary healer.

"You're an ex-wife, if we don't talk about money, do you expect me to talk about feelings with you?" Chen Shi'an snorted.

Feelings are absolutely out of the question, because in this situation, talking about feelings usually leads to financial losses.

"You." Lin Qingxue on the other end of the phone was speechless with anger.

"I have something to tell you, something serious," Lin Qingxue said.

"Speak," Chen Shi'an said lazily.

"I'm used to living in this house, and I don't want to sell it for now. I want to mortgage it to the bank, and after the loan is approved, I'll give you your share," Lin Qingxue said softly.

"Do I need to sign?"

"How novel! Lin Qingxue, I'm already divorced from you, and I still have to take out a loan?"

"I'll pay," Lin Qingxue said through gritted teeth.

"Come on, just sell the house and give me the money, that's better than anything else."

"You don't trust me at all? Do you think I would lie to you?" Lin Qingxue said angrily!

"Times have changed. You're divorced now, and you're talking to me about trust?"

"The oaths we made back then don't count, so where's the trust?" Chen Shi'an said lazily, leaning back in his chair.

"Chen Shi'an, you're ruthless." Lin Qingxue's vicious voice came from the other end of the phone.

A busy signal came through the phone.

Chen Shi'an shook his head. "This woman, ha!" He didn't think Lin Qingxue would lie to him, but he didn't have the habit of getting entangled with his ex-wife.

Can you still be friends after breaking up?

Chen Shi'an scoffed at this, saying, "Can you still be friends after breaking up?"

He could consider that, but as for the others, he'd rather not.

Chen Shi'an got up and went to the supermarket next door to buy ten catties of bulk liquor, pure grain liquor, but it was really expensive.

I was thinking about this the whole time when I was on the phone with Lin Qingxue.

Making medicinal wine is also a way to make money.

People can live without anything in this life, except money.

Don't talk about whether it's realistic or not. People live in reality, not in fairy tales.

Chen Shi'an didn't actually have any great ambitions, otherwise Lin Qingxue wouldn't have divorced him.

All he wanted in his life was a wife, children, and a warm bed. Even after he went to university and got married, he still longed for this small mountain village. He missed home and missed his family.

He gave up his own ambitions just for Lin Qingxue.

The best life would be to build a small villa at home, with a big yard, and a fishpond in front of the door.

In the summer, we can have a barbecue; in the winter, we can have a hot pot, relax in the shade of a tree, and drink some herbal tea.

I have a few close friends, a virtuous wife, and a dog.

Living a comfortable life is better than anything else.

However, ideals require money to realize, and right now, we are far from achieving our goals.

So let's get some medicine first!

It would be a shame not to use all those recipes in my head.

Now he's a man with a system; perhaps, his ideals can change.

For example, building a manor, creating an artificial lake, and even if it's not ideal, having a few beautiful women is still necessary.

After fiddling around all afternoon, I finally finished preparing the medicinal wine. Now all that's missing is a cow's chamomile.

I'll ask Dad to inquire around tomorrow and see if they sell them in town.

With the medicinal wine all ready, it would be a godsend for people like Yang Qun and Li Dong, and the price could probably be set a bit higher.

After dinner, night had already fallen.

The distant mountains resembled crouching giant beasts.

I'm leisurely lying in a chair, scrolling through my phone, enjoying the cool breeze, and brewing a cup of tea.

That old man was quite skilled; this tea tasted much better than his usual large handful of tea.

Time slipped away second by second, and the night grew deeper.

Chen Shi'an was a little uneasy.

No old man causing trouble tonight.

However, he secretly cursed himself for being spineless. It's not like he's never seen the world, so why was he in such a hurry?

At eight o'clock, I received a message on my phone: "Shi An, wait for your sister."

At nine o'clock, filled with anticipation, a figure hurriedly walked in.

"Shi'an! Are you getting impatient?" Shang Jiahui asked Chen Shi'an softly.

This scene, how should I put it? It inexplicably reminded Chen Shi'an of the Water Margin, of Ximen Qing and Jinlian.

Shang Jiahui looked at Chen Shi'an, gently tilted her head back, and parted her beautiful red lips slightly.

it is more than words.

The night passed quietly.

Shang Jiahui looked at Chen Shi'an, her beautiful eyes filled with tenderness.

"I have to go, or I'll be in big trouble if someone sees me," Shang Jiahui said in a low voice.

He kissed Chen Shi'an on the cheek.

When she got up, her legs went weak, and Chen Shi'an helped her to her feet.

With a charming glare, Shang Jiahui rolled her eyes at Chen Shi'an. "I still have to make breakfast when I get back. I'm leaving, it's too late," she said with a light reproach.

"Who told you to be so beautiful, Sister Hui?" Chen Shi'an chuckled.

Isn't that the greatest compliment a man can receive?

Shang Jiahui rolled her beautiful eyes at Chen Shi'an and said, "Hmph, all you do is flatter me."

"Once you have a wife, you'll probably forget about me," Shang Jiahui said coquettishly.

"A piece of trash that's wasted on people." Sister Hui nodded.

After saying that, he chuckled to himself, got dressed, and left in a hurry.

Looking at Shang Jiahui's voluptuous yet not greasy figure, Chen Shi'an smiled. This figure is the most pleasing.

After sleeping for a while, around seven o'clock, Chen Shi'an got up to wash and get ready for the clinic to open.

There's no breakfast today. Women, indeed!

Once they've eaten their fill, they don't care about the lives of others.

Around ten o'clock, a figure appeared outside the door. Looking at the person who came, Chen Shi'an looked back and asked, "Did you come alone?"

Ji Qingqian glanced at Chen Shi'an, looking somewhat hesitant.

He nodded and walked in.

"Is that acupuncture you mentioned really that effective?" Ji Qingqian asked Chen Shi'an in a low voice.

Her pretty face flushed slightly.

She felt genuinely embarrassed taking off her clothes in front of a man.

But when I think of that pain, when I was enduring it, I just thought that even if he took advantage of me, it wouldn't hurt, let alone take off my clothes.

People have different perceptions of their circumstances.

"If you're really embarrassed, you can take medicine," Chen Shi'an said with a smile.

"I really can't drink it." Ji Qingqian frowned.

"Then there's nothing we can do." Chen Shi'an shrugged, as if he were desperate.

I just ate meat yesterday, so I'm not hungry.

"Alright then!" Ji Qingqian hesitated for a moment, her face turning slightly red.

Chen Shi'an took out silver needles from the drawer. "They're new, I haven't used them yet." Chen Shi'an smiled at Ji Qingqian.

"Take off your shirt and pull your pants down a little," Chen Shi'an said calmly.

Chen Shi'an deliberately left the curtains drawn, as it would be awkward if someone were to barge in at this moment.

Ji Qingqian blushed and did as Chen Shi'an said.

With her eyes closed, she dared not look at Chen Shi'an, but her trembling eyelashes revealed the unease in her heart. Although it was for treatment, she couldn't help feeling shy.