The 4th book by Wind Through the Forest

The elderly men and women waiting in line for treatment burst into laughter, making Wang Caixia blush with embarrassment.

Li Yujiao saw this scene clearly through the window.

Li Yujiao seemed a little jealous, and her expression turned very displeased, but she couldn't go out, so she could only sulk here alone.

So when it was lunchtime, Li Yujiao grabbed Zhao Dazhu's hand and asked, "What happened between you and that widow just now?"

"There's nothing between her and me?" Zhao Dazhu said, completely bewildered.

"Come on, I heard what those people were saying at the door, and I saw what you did," Li Yujiao said with a snort.

"What did I do? Wang Caixia just poured me a few cups of tea," Zhao Dazhu complained bitterly.

"Why are you drinking her tea? Don't we have tea at home? From now on, if she pours you water, you're not allowed to drink it, do you hear me?" Li Yujiao said angrily.

"Okay, okay, I heard you." Zhao Dazhu smiled wryly.

Although his face was full of wry smiles, Zhao Dazhu was overjoyed inside.

Li Yujiao's jealousy is clearly a good thing, because the more jealous she is, the more she cares about me!

Moreover, Li Yujiao just mentioned "our family's tea".

The three characters "our family" have a lot of meaning behind them.

This means that Li Yujiao has truly come to regard this place as her own home, otherwise she wouldn't have used the phrase "our home."

However, Zhao Dazhu was secretly pleased and didn't say anything more, so as not to make Li Yujiao think he was getting carried away.

At 2 p.m., Zhao Dazhu continued to treat villagers at the entrance of his courtyard.

There was a large pot of tea on his table, which Li Yujiao had prepared in advance to save Wang Caixia from having to pour him tea again.

However, seeing that there was already tea on Zhao Dazhu's table, Wang Caixia did not bring him any tea. Instead, she brought him a plate of melon seeds, peanuts, fruit, and candy.

Zhao Dazhu couldn't resist eating a little, and that evening Li Yujiao started arguing with him again.

"From now on, no matter what she gives you, you are not allowed to eat it or take it!" Li Yujiao said heavily while straddling Zhao Dazhu.

"Okay, okay, whatever you say, I'll do whatever you say..."

Zhao Dazhu said with a look of enjoyment, feeling very pleased with himself.

I'm already living with bronchitis before I'm even married. Who would believe it if I told them?

Moreover, this bittersweet experience is truly intoxicating.

Several days passed in a row, and Zhao Dazhu treated patients at the entrance of the hospital every day.

At first, he felt very proud, excited, and honored.

But as time went on, Zhao Dazhu couldn't hold on any longer.

"Old Wang, why are you here again? Didn't I already treat you? I didn't charge you, so why are you so shameless, coming here every day?"

"Grandma Li, can you please stop causing me trouble?"

Zhao Dazhu looked worried and sighed repeatedly.

During lunch, Zhao Dazhu discussed it with Li Yujiao, and then in the afternoon he announced to the villagers who came to see him that treatment would be stopped starting tomorrow.

"Seriously, Old Zhao? A man should finish what he starts! How can you give up halfway through?"

"Everyone trusts you so much, you can't let us down!"

"That's right, that's right..."

Zhao Dazhu said with a dark face, "I appreciate your trust, but I really can't take it anymore. It's been several days now. I've been getting up earlier than the chickens and going to bed later than the dogs. I can't even do the farm work. How can this go on?"

"Besides, you all come to me for treatment instead of going to the village clinic. Doesn't that mean I'm stealing Dr. Jia's business?"

"Besides, I've been treating you for so many days, that's enough. If you get sick again, go to the clinic and see Dr. Jia. If Dr. Jia can't cure you, then you can come to me."

Although the villagers were very disappointed, Zhao Dazhu's words made perfect sense, so they could only nod in agreement.

After dinner, Zhao Dazhu quickly washed up, took a shower, and went to his room to wait for Li Yujiao on the bed.

After more than ten minutes, Li Yujiao finally finished her work in the kitchen and came to the bedroom.

"Baby, come to bed quickly," Zhao Dazhu said, lifting the covers with an expectant look on his face.

Li Yujiao's cheeks immediately turned bright red, but she did not hesitate. Instead, she quickly got into bed, snuggled into the covers, and nestled into Zhao Dazhu's arms.

After spending these few days together, Li Yujiao felt that she probably really couldn't live without this old man.

He's over fifty years old, but his abilities in that area are no less than those of young people, and he's even several times better than Wang Jianguo, a young man!

The experience of doing that kind of thing with Zhao Dazhu was something Wang Jianguo had never given her.

She didn't even dare to think about how she would live after leaving Zhao Dazhu someday.

While Li Yujiao was still lost in thought, Zhao Dazhu was already impatiently kissing and nibbling at her face, while his hands were caressing and kneading her curvaceous body.

She didn't have to do anything; she could just quietly enjoy herself, knowing that Zhao Dazhu would take care of everything.

But just then, Li Yujiao suddenly felt a tightness in her chest and started coughing uncomfortably.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Dazhu immediately stopped and asked with concern, "Yujiao, what's wrong?"

"I...I don't know either."

Li Yujiao coughed several more times before finally stopping. She touched her chest and took a few deep breaths, and her expression improved considerably.

"It's probably because we forgot to close the window when we went to sleep last night, and the cold wind blew all night. I woke up this morning with a sore throat and a persistent cough," Li Yujiao said.

Zhao Dazhu then said, "Don't move, let me check you out."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Dazhu raised a hand and placed it on Li Yujiao's chest.

The warm, soft sensation immediately spread from his palms and fingertips, making Zhao Dazhu's heart flutter, but he suppressed the impulse in his heart and focused on examining Li Yujiao.

After a while, Zhao Dazhu finally said, "You probably have a little inflammation in your trachea, it's nothing serious... How about this, I'll go to the back mountain tomorrow and get you some herbs."

"Going to the back mountain to get medicinal herbs?" Li Yujiao asked curiously.

"Yes, our back mountain is amazing, it's full of medicinal herbs." Zhao Dazhu nodded repeatedly.

"Then...then be careful, the road up the mountain is difficult to walk on, don't fall," Li Yujiao instructed.

"I know, I know, I'll definitely be careful." Zhao Dazhu nodded repeatedly.

After lying back down in bed, Zhao Dazhu pulled Li Yujiao into his arms, but did not continue.

Li Yu asked shyly, "Why did you stop?"

"You're not feeling well, what am I supposed to do? No matter what, I can't ignore your feelings," Zhao Dazhu said earnestly.

Hearing this, Li Yujiao felt a warmth in her heart.

She couldn't help but think of Wang Jianguo again.

In the past, when she had her period, Wang Jianguo would take advantage of her without any regard for her health, which caused her to develop a gynecological disease. She had to go to the county hospital several times before she was finally cured.