It's already 2026, how can we still talk about having many children and having many blessings?

Damn it! System, stop messing around.

Chen Mo remained silent.

"Brother Yan, how could you do this?" Zhao Siman's face was cold as she put down the barbecue and followed him into the house.

Zhang Yan took a sip of wine, shook his head with a wry smile.

"Brother Chen Mo, this time, if it weren't for the Night Watchmen of Ningcheng, Xiaoxue would have been in big trouble."

"I can't drag her down any further, but it's impossible for me to resign, because the job I do is also a kind of 'jianghu' (江湖, a term referring to the world of martial arts and chivalry)."

"Once you enter the world of martial arts, you're no longer in control of your own destiny. It's difficult to quit. Without the protection of this shackle, all the people you offended before will come looking for trouble..."

Chen Mo raised the bottle. "Brother Yan, I understand. Come on, let's drink."

He did not try to persuade Zhang Yan.

Because he knew he couldn't persuade him otherwise.

What Zhang Yan said is also correct.

He may not be a good husband, but he is definitely a good detective.

The two drank until late at night.

Zhang Yan lay drunk on the sofa.

"Brother Chen Mo, I need your help with something. I'm going to Fanggang City. Could you please look after your teacher, Mr. Jiang?"

After saying that, he fell fast asleep.

At this moment, Jiang Xue walked out with red eyes.

They took off Zhang Yan's shoes, covered him with a blanket, and moved two chairs over to block the sofa from falling off.

"Chen Mo, Si Man, it's late. Don't go back. Sleep in the guest room."

"Okay, Teacher Jiang, you can rest now."

The next day, when everyone got up, Zhang Yan was no longer at home.

Zhao Siman woke up first, pushed open the door and came out, and heard Yueyue crying in the room.

She cried for a while, but Jiang Xue didn't try to comfort her.

She went over and knocked on the door, but no one answered.

He opened the door and saw Jiang Xue lying on the bed, the blanket half pulled back, her face flushed red, her lips chapped, and her eyes half-open, as if she were delirious from the fever.

"Teacher Jiang, how are you?"

"My head feels so heavy..." Jiang Xue's voice was hoarse as she pressed her hand to her chest. "It hurts... here."

Zhao Siman didn't hear clearly and thought it was a severe cold.

She immediately leaned over and touched Jiang Xue's forehead. "Oh dear, Chen Mo, Teacher Jiang has a high fever."

Chen Mo came in immediately.

Zhao Siman grumbled under her breath.

"Teacher Jiang just finished her postpartum confinement period, and so many things have happened recently. Last night, Zhang Yan even mentioned divorce. I guess Teacher Jiang didn't sleep all night and caught a cold. I called him right away and asked him to come back."

Zhao Siman immediately called Zhang Yan, but couldn't get through.

I simply sent him a message so he could receive a reply.

"Simman, don't worry, let me take a look."

He walked to the bedside and squatted down, his knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine seeming almost instinctive.

A diagnosis can be quickly made through observation, listening, questioning, and palpation.

"It's not a cold or fever, it's acute mastitis." Chen Mo frowned. "It's an acute blockage caused by extreme emotions. Also, Yueyue probably didn't drink much milk last night, right?"

Jiang Xue nodded, "She slept soundly last night... and didn't wake up..."

"That's right. Can you sit up? If so, feed Yueyue as much as possible. It may hurt a little, but we need to empty her bladder as soon as possible to reduce inflammation."

Zhao Siman looked at him strangely.

"Chen Mo, how do you know all this?"

"Because I know traditional Chinese medicine, just listen to me."

Although they had doubts, they did as instructed.

Zhao Si helped Jiang Xue slowly sit up.

"Siman, I'm going downstairs to buy some medical supplies. You can look after Teacher Jiang for now."

"Huh? Chen Mo, don't buy things randomly. Let's take Teacher Jiang to the hospital instead."

"No need, trust me."

Chen Mo went downstairs to a nearby pharmacy.

Along the way, I had already reviewed the TCM knowledge about the treatment of acute mastitis in "Mastering Traditional Chinese Medicine" in my mind.

In the early stages of mastitis, liver qi stagnation and heat toxin accumulation occur.

Treatment should focus on soothing the liver and regulating qi, clearing heat and detoxifying, and unblocking the meridians and dispersing nodules.

It is best to combine it with acupuncture and hot compresses, along with top-notch lactation-inducing techniques.

When he arrived at the pharmacy, he bought many packs of disposable sterile acupuncture needles.

There is also an electric heating pack, several packs of mugwort patches, and some Chinese medicine.

The prescription he gave will not affect breastfeeding.

Back upstairs, Zhao Siman looked anxious. "Yueyue ate a little, but then she resisted it. Teacher Jiang said she felt very bloated and painful, and had a burning sensation. Let's go to the hospital."

Chen Mo frowned. "If it's been blocked for too long, it will taste too salty, so it's normal for the child to resist it."

He walked into the bedroom, looked at Jiang Xue, and spoke solemnly.

"Teacher Jiang, from now on I am a professional doctor. If you cooperate with me, the symptoms should be relieved by noon. You won't need to go to the hospital."

Zhao Siman and Jiang Xue looked at each other in bewilderment after hearing Chen Mo's words and seeing what he took out.

Are you serious?

Does he really know traditional Chinese medicine?

But seeing how serious he was, they knew he wouldn't joke about Jiang Xue, so they subconsciously believed him.

Next, Chen Mo used his expertise in traditional Chinese medicine, like an old doctor with decades of experience, to first bleed the fever down and then perform acupuncture.

He inserted the needles very quickly, and Jiang Xue could hardly feel any pain.

However, Jiang Xue felt a little embarrassed.

The acupoints selected are several, located above the chest, such as the Tanzhong and Rugen acupoints…

Each acupoint should be retained for fifteen minutes, and the twisting technique should be used in conjunction.

If it were in a hospital, even if it was a male doctor, she wouldn't have thought much of it.

The key point is that Chen Mo is her student and also her best friend's boyfriend.

The subsequent hot compress made her even more embarrassed.

Zhao Siman was originally supposed to come, but the two children were crying so hard that she had to go and comfort them.

Chen Mo applied an electric heating pad to the lump, changing it every five minutes to help clear the blockage.

She simply closed her eyes... and kept repeating to herself.

He's a doctor, he's a doctor...

"Teacher Jiang, it will hurt a little now, you have to bear it, otherwise Yueyue will only be able to drink formula milk later."

"Okay, come on."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Xue regretted it.

It's really too embarrassing.

Soon, she became even more embarrassed.

Chen Mo actually helped her press...

Even though there was a towel between them, but...

My God, let it all end.

[Family members, does anyone know why? My best friend's boyfriend is pressuring me to get back together with her...]

But I must say, the pain and pleasure were intertwined; the gradual relief was incredibly pleasant.

At this moment, Zhao Siman walked in carrying the child, her expression strange.

[Families, does anyone understand? My boyfriend is giving something to my best friend... and I'm watching.]

But after looking at it, Zhao Siman was shocked.

"Chen Mo, your technique is even better than the professional postpartum nanny I hired before!"

"What's a postpartum nanny? This is top-notch traditional Chinese medicine technique, the kind of imperial physician's skill used for emperors and their concubines in ancient times."

He was telling the truth.

Because what the system provides is a comprehensive collection of traditional Chinese medicine knowledge.

"Okay, next, you can help Teacher Jiang. Make sure to empty your bowels completely."

He took the child outside.

After putting the baby in the crib, I went to the kitchen to prepare medicine and breakfast.

By noon, Jiang Xue's fever had completely subsided, her complexion had returned to normal, and she held and fed Yueyue, who ate with slurping sounds.

Zhao Siman watched her from the side, then looked at Chen Mo, her eyes sparkling.

"Chen Mo, how come you even know traditional Chinese medicine? And you're so skilled at it?"

"I know a lot of things. Lie on the sofa, and I'll let you experience a royal massage."

"OK!"

A moment later, Zhao Siman started shouting and yelling.

"Ah, yes, that's it. Wow, Chen Mo, you're amazing! I've been to those high-end spas that cost thousands of dollars a session, and none of them could give me a massage as good as yours..."

Jiang Xue sat beside her, holding little Yueyue, a hint of envy flashing in her eyes.

[Sman is so lucky...so lucky...if only...]

She hurriedly looked out onto the balcony, recalling how Chen Mo had given her acupuncture, hot compresses, and massage in the room just now, and her body suddenly felt weak.

Just then, Jiang Xue's phone rang; it was Zhang Yan calling.

When he answered the phone, the voice on the other end was not Zhang Yan.