Courtyard House: The Frog Boy Brings Back a Genetic Potion at the Start

Many people secretly thought that if they had such skills, they wouldn't need to rush to work every day; making just one bed would be worth a month's wages for others.

Yu Li stood quietly to the side, her eyes shimmering with gentle light.

She reached out and gently stroked her slightly protruding belly, silently thinking: Baby, look how capable Daddy is.

When you come into this world, you will surely be very happy.

The three of us will live a good life.

She felt a warm glow in her heart, thinking that marrying Hao Jianguo was the greatest blessing of her life.

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The smell of disinfectant lingered in the hospital.

Regardless, the Jia family was still just one household in a courtyard house.

Although the Jia family has not had a good reputation in the courtyard over the years, with Jia Dongxu lying in the hospital and his life hanging in the balance, Liu Haizhong, as the person in charge of the courtyard at present, felt that he should still go and see him.

After a brief discussion in the courtyard, everyone elected Liu Haizhong to represent them in the visit.

Liu Haizhong was quite pleased with this, as he saw it as a sign that his status in the hospital had changed.

In the past, Yi Zhonghai would definitely have been the one to handle such matters, but now Yi Zhonghai and his associates are in dire straits, and their return is uncertain.

Although he was still nominally "Second Uncle", he had long regarded himself as "First Uncle" in the courtyard, the real leader.

Whenever he thought of this, a sense of comfort would rise in his heart.

Besides, Jia Dongxu is currently on his deathbed and his future is uncertain. By going there, I can at least earn the reputation of being a "caring neighbor" among the neighbors.

A good reputation.

Of course, given the recent actions of the Jia family, no one in the courtyard was willing to chip in to buy gifts for their visit, so Liu Haizhong had no choice but to go empty-handed.

Liu Haizhong had just stepped onto the third floor of the hospital corridor when he unexpectedly caught sight of two figures gathered around the corner.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be He Yushui and Qin Huairu huddled together, chatting and laughing in hushed tones.

They were far apart, so it was impossible to hear what they were talking about, but the relaxed expressions on their faces were clearly visible in Liu Haizhong's eyes—and when they got excited, a light laugh could even be heard drifting over.

This scene left Liu Haizhong stunned.

He simply couldn't understand how these two could get together and chat so happily when one of their own brothers had just been taken away and the other's husband was still lying in a hospital bed with his life hanging in the balance.

What's even more puzzling is that just a few days ago, Sha Zhu did something so foolish to Jia Zhangshi. Logically speaking, the two families should have become enemies long ago.

Why was Qin Huairu so affectionate towards He Yushui? If Liu Haizhong hadn't known about the entanglement between the two families and was in the hospital, he would have almost thought they were sisters with a very close relationship.

"This is ridiculous... How can you still laugh after something like this happened at home?"

Liu Haizhong shook his head inwardly, feeling that this scene was simply defying all reason.

He had no intention of continuing to hide and watch, so he cleared his throat and stepped out from around the corner.

But as soon as he appeared, the expressions of the two men suddenly changed.

The smile that had been on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a gloomy and dejected expression.

Qin Huairu, in particular, was all smiles one moment and tears welled up in her eyes the next. The speed and contrast of this change made Liu Haizhong almost doubt whether he had misjudged her.

Liu Haizhong frowned.

He had no intention of getting involved in the disputes between the Jia and He families; he was only here today to make a formality on behalf of the courtyard house.

So he got straight to the point: "How is Jia Dongxu doing now? The hospital sent me to check on him."

As soon as he spoke, Liu Haizhong noticed Qin Huairu's gaze unconsciously drifting towards his hand—as if checking if he had brought anything as a token of her concern.

Seeing a hint of disappointment flash across her eyes, Liu Haizhong couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Qin Huairu didn't say much, only whispering, "It's still the same, no improvement."

Before she finished speaking, tears were already rolling down her cheeks. Her pitiful appearance made Liu Haizhong sigh inwardly: Women really are made of water.

"What about the vital areas? I remember he was bitten there, right?"

Liu Haizhong simply asked directly.

Upon hearing this, He Yushui, who was standing next to him, blushed instantly and glared at Liu Haizhong with embarrassment and annoyance, as if scolding the old man for speaking without tact.

Liu Haizhong, however, didn't care—he was already sick, so what was there to hide?

Even Qin Huairu looked embarrassed at this moment, stammering and unsure how to answer.

Seeing this, Liu Haizhong waved his hand impatiently: "What's so hard to say? He's your husband, and I'm a man too. What's there to be ashamed of?"

Urged on like this, Qin Huairu took a deep breath and replied in a low voice, "The doctor said... I'm afraid it's hopeless."

After saying that, she lowered her eyes and sighed, a deep and unyielding bitterness etched between her brows.

Although Jia Dongxu was paralyzed from the waist down before, if she was willing to put in some effort, there could still be some tenderness between husband and wife; now that even that part is damaged, no matter how hard she tries in the future, it will all be in vain.

Liu Haizhong's heart sank upon hearing this. He looked deeply at Qin Huairu and slowly said, "So... you're going to be living like a widow from now on? How are you going to get through the rest of your life?"

Hearing Liu Haizhong's words, Qin Huairu still wore a bitter expression, but in her heart she was already overjoyed and even found it laughable.

What do you mean "afterwards"? Jia Dongxu is so deeply poisoned, it would be a miracle if he survived even a few more days. Once he breathes his last, he'll be dead and the world will end. She won't need to worry about those trivial matters anymore.

She would be completely free once Jia Dongxu was dead.

As for her future livelihood, if she could remarry, the problem would naturally be solved—that was exactly what she was talking about with He Yushui just now.

He Yushui was also foolish; after hearing what she said, she became happy for her, as if becoming a widow was some great joy.

Anyone else would probably have turned against He Yushui, but Qin Huairu was different.

While others feared widowhood, she couldn't wait for that day to come.

"Sigh, what else can I do... I just hope Dongxu can get through this. I'll stay by his side through the hard times to come and never leave him."

Qin Huairu lowered her eyes, her voice trembling, tears welling up in her eyes.

She secretly wished Jia Dongxu would die immediately, but she still had to keep up the act, and her reputation as a good wife had to be maintained in front of others.

Liu Haizhong gave her a deep look.

If I hadn't just witnessed her chatting and laughing with He Yushui, I probably would have been moved by her tearful account.

But now, he doesn't believe a single word she says.

Old and shrewd, Liu Haizhong still offered her a few words of comfort. Just as he was about to suggest going in to see Jia Dongxu, a commotion suddenly broke out in the ward, as if something had happened.

The nurses and doctors rushed in, and then Jia Zhangshi's crying could be heard.

Qin Huairu shuddered, her eyes widened, and a hint of barely suppressed joy flashed in them.

"Such a commotion? Doctors and nurses all rushed in... Could it be that Jia Dongxu has finally died?"

She thought to herself, "If Liu Haizhong hadn't been there, I almost would have burst out laughing."

For her, it was a relief.

"Sister Qin..."

He Yushui also looked over, her eyes shining brightly with excitement.

Before he could finish speaking, Qin Huairu stopped him with a look.

This little girl is so outspoken; if she accidentally lets something slip, she'll be in a real bind in front of Liu Haizhong.

Fortunately, Liu Haizhong didn't notice He Yushui's expression. The thought that crossed his mind was similar to Qin Huairu's—could it really be gone?

The three of them hurriedly entered the ward.

Jia Zhangshi was crying by the hospital bedside, while doctors and nurses were conducting examinations.

"Doctor, my husband...is he...?"

Qin Huairu stepped forward, her voice tight and filled with worry, her heart pounding with anxiety as she awaited the verdict.

Her tears flowed just in time, making her seem like a truly good wife.

To her surprise, the doctor turned and smiled at her:

"You're Jia Dongxu's lover, right? Don't be sad, things aren't as bad as you think."

Congratulations! Your husband is very strong-willed and has passed the critical period. He just needs to stay in the hospital for a while.

Congratulations!

The word "Congratulations" struck Qin Huairu like a thunderbolt.

The moment the doctor finished speaking, Qin Huairu felt as if she had been struck by lightning, frozen in place, her mind blank.

She stared blankly at the doctor, unable to come to her senses for a long time—how could this be? Jia Dongxu had clearly been poisoned, and a critical condition notice had been issued, yet he still managed to survive? This was simply an unbelievable miracle.

But for Qin Huairu, this miracle was like a bucket of ice water being poured over her head.

As long as Jia Dongxu lives, her nightmare will continue, and all the hopes she had secretly woven in her heart will vanish in an instant.

Only then did she realize why Jia Zhangshi had suddenly burst into tears—it wasn't out of grief, but rather tears of joy.

While her mother-in-law was overjoyed, Qin Huairu felt a heaviness in her heart, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

She was truly heartbroken and truly desperate.

The doctor standing nearby, unaware of the situation, simply assumed she was emotionally agitated and offered words of comfort and congratulations.

Liu Haizhong watched coldly, knowing exactly what was going on.

He had long seen through Qin Huairu's thoughts—she had smiled broadly when she thought her husband was going to die; now that she heard he was alive, she wept bitterly.

What a vicious woman!

He chuckled inwardly, his gaze shifting to Jia Dongxu on the hospital bed, and he couldn't help but recall an old saying: "Evil lives on for a thousand years."

Thinking this to himself, he forced a smile and patted Qin Huairu's shoulder as Liu Haizhong stepped forward:

"Alright, stop crying. You're perfectly fine. You should be happy—congratulations!"

These words, though spoken lightly, were like a soft thorn, gently pricking Qin Huairu's heart.

Madam Jia glared fiercely at her daughter-in-law, her eyes filled with disgust and vigilance.

"Stop crying! My son isn't dead yet! If you keep looking so mournful, you'll bring bad luck upon yourself, and I'll never forgive you!"

When people are in dire straits, they are more likely to believe in these mystical beliefs.

Qin Huairu, startled by the shout, could only suppress her tears and lower her head.

She dared not argue with her mother-in-law, but her heart ached terribly—if she could really cry Jia Dongxu to death, she would rather cry herself blind.

Liu Haizhong then strolled over to Jia Zhangshi, his face plastered with his usual obsequious smile.

"Sister-in-law, Dongxu is really lucky this time. He survived a great calamity and is sure to have good fortune in the future. Just wait and enjoy your blessings!"

Everyone loves to hear nice words, and sure enough, Madam Jia's brows relaxed, revealing a hint of smugness.

"Of course! My Dongxu is incredibly lucky—if anything had happened to him, I would have skinned that deaf old woman alive! She was lucky this time, but she has to pay a full penny in compensation! Daring to put poisonous snakes in our house, humph, I'll make her cough up her entire savings for her coffin!"

She cursed vehemently, as if she had completely forgotten that it was her own family who had released the snakes.

Anyway, no one knows, but she's made up her mind about getting the medical expenses back double, not a penny less.

A slightly awkward and embarrassed expression flashed across Liu Haizhong's face.

He really didn't want to listen to Jia Zhangshi's resentful rant any longer, so he reluctantly replied with a few more words before turning around and leaving in a hurry.

The moment the ward door closed, the forced, polite smile on Jia Zhangshi's face vanished completely.

She turned her head, her eyes fixed on the door, as if trying to pierce through it and stare into Liu Haizhong's back, immediately hurling filthy curses.

"Pah! What a scoundrel! He even had the nerve to call himself Second Uncle, saying he was representing the whole hospital to visit my Dongxu, and what did he do? He came empty-handed! What kind of visiting is this? He's clearly just going through the motions, trying to fool us!"

"What a pathetic sight! He dreams of climbing into the boss's position all day long, but with his stingy nature, he'll never achieve that in his next life!"

Jia Zhangshi cursed so fiercely that spittle flew everywhere. Qin Huairu and He Yushui, who were standing to the side, felt extremely uncomfortable listening to her, and their faces burned with embarrassment.

He Yushui felt heavy-hearted, just like Qin Huairu, filled with disappointment.

She thought that if Jia Dongxu couldn't make it through this time and Qin Huairu became a widow, she could then naturally arrange for Qin Huairu to get together with her brother, Sha Zhu.

Who would have thought that Jia Dongxu was so resilient that he actually recovered.

It seems that I need to think long-term and find another way to make Qin Huairu my sister-in-law.

"Aunt Zhang, Sister Qin, you two go ahead with your work, I'm going back now."

He Yushui rolled her eyes and added, "Sister Qin, could you walk me a few steps? I have something I want to tell you."

She wanted to call Qin Huairu outside and persuade her to remarry as soon as possible.

Before she could finish speaking, Jia Zhangshi's dagger-like gaze pierced her and Qin Huairu's faces.

Jia Zhangshi had long been aware of He Yushui's schemes.