Chapter 118: Bath Time — Lather Twice with Soap

“Hey, old man, aren’t you annoying? Ayue already said it doesn’t hurt, so why are you talking so much? I need to relax now, and for the next ten minutes, don’t talk to me.”

Mrs. He was probably from the south; her hometown dialect had a slight Wu accent. When she was anxious, the accent naturally came out. The soft Wu tone sounded like a coquettish complaint, which was quite amusing.

Commander He was no longer the imposing military commander at this moment — just a husband subdued by his wife’s words, awkwardly scratching his nose without daring to say another word.

Chu Yue listened nearby and couldn’t help but laugh softly. She covered her mouth with her hand to hide her smile.

As she looked down, her eyes met with Lu Zhanlin behind her. The young couple exchanged a glance.

Only then did Chu Yue notice that since returning, Lu Zhanlin had been busy and hadn’t even had time to change his clothes.

She walked over and said, “Go wash up and change clothes. I’ll stay here with Commander He and Mrs. He, no problem.”

Before Lu Zhanlin could speak, Chu Yue emphasized again, “No problem.”

Lu Zhanlin could clearly feel the trust and support Mrs. He gave to Chu Yue, so he was reassured to leave for a while.

“I’ll be quick,” Lu Zhanlin said.

Hearing that, Chu Yue wasn’t relieved. With Lu Zhanlin’s usual military-style quick showers, that wouldn’t do.

She grabbed his jacket and pulled the man, who was about to turn away, back.

Lowering her voice, she quietly reminded him, “Wait. When you shower, you must lather with soap twice, remember?”

When Chu Yue said this, it was just like when she was teaching Lu Yuanbao — her small face serious and meticulous.

“Got it!”

Lu Zhanlin’s ears flushed slightly. How could he refuse? After all, he didn’t want to be looked down upon by his wife.

If a military-style shower was three minutes, then adding two rounds of soap would only make it about ten minutes.

No big deal~

After Lu Zhanlin left, Chu Yue’s gaze fell on Lu Yuanbao, who was tilting his head back.

She walked over, patted Lu Yuanbao’s little head, then his cheek. He’d put on some baby fat recently — his chubby cheeks felt really nice.

“You’re still a child. Don’t listen to everything; it’s not good for you…”

Time passed bit by bit — soon the full ten minutes were up.

Lu Zhanlin came out fresh and renewed, finally putting yesterday night’s troubles behind them. He wasn’t bothered by the cold, his hair still damp and un-dried. That slightly moist face actually made him look even more handsome.

Chu Yue carefully pulled the silver acupuncture needles one by one from Mrs. He’s head and neatly stored them in a cloth pouch.

Mrs. He slowly opened her eyes. There was no unusual sensation in her body — only her vision…

She glanced at Commander He, then at Lu Yuanbao, and finally looked up at Chu Yue in disbelief, saying, “My eyesight… seems a little clearer.”

“That’s good. It proves that acupuncture is effective for you. Aunt He, if you have time in the future, you can come for acupuncture once every ten days to half a month. It can help alleviate your condition.”

“Okay, I’ve noted that.”

When Chu Yue said this, not only did Mrs. He remember it, but Commander He also firmly took it to heart.

Afterwards, Chu Yue also gave many detailed reminders, such as about exercising daily.

Earlier, when drawing the Eight Brocade Qigong and Wild Goose Qigong little figure diagrams, in order to let Lu Yuanbao practice too, she not only drew a set for Pei Hanchuan but also one for Lu Yuanbao.

Now Lu Yuanbao had completely learned them and no longer needed to look at the pictures.

So Chu Yue gave the little figure diagrams to Madam He, telling her to exercise at home following the illustrations. Even if she couldn’t remember everything, it didn’t matter—since the pictures were there, she could keep practicing.

Chu Yue also said, “Aunt He, you must remember to get checked at the hospital. Big hospitals have advanced equipment and more thorough examinations that can better identify the cause of illness. They also have more professional professors and doctors who can provide better treatment plans. Combined with taking medicine, the effect will be much better.”

Chu Yue herself studied traditional Chinese medicine but did not reject Western medicine. Technology has its uses, and for diseases like Alzheimer’s, Western medical assistance is especially necessary.

For many small details in daily life, Chu Yue reminded carefully and thoroughly. Even Commander He was impressed by her attentiveness.

This girl… truly isn’t simple.

Commander He looked again at the young couple, Chu Yue and Lu Zhanlin. Suddenly, he felt Lu Zhanlin must have hit some crazy luck to marry such a good wife.

That brat definitely doesn’t deserve Chu Yue.

If he said that out loud, Lu Zhanlin would be the first to refute it—he wouldn’t allow anyone to say their marriage was mismatched, not even Commander He!

As noon approached, logically they should have invited Commander He and Madam He to stay for lunch.

But now that Madam He suddenly fell ill, Commander He was anxious to take her to the hospital for a check-up, so they didn’t stay longer on the mountain. On the other hand, he also felt sorry for Chu Yue and Lu Zhanlin, who had been busy all night, then had to entertain them early in the morning, and now were treating Madam He.

Chu Yue’s spirits were still good, but the dark circles under her eyes were becoming more and more obvious.

With these thoughts, Commander He and Madam He got up to say goodbye. Guard Xiao He was already waiting outside the door for them.

On the way to see Commander He and Madam He off, Madam He suddenly remembered something.

She curiously asked Chu Yue, “Ayue, you’re so skilled in medicine, why didn’t you prescribe me any medicine? Don’t you usually need to take medicine to treat illness?”

“There actually is a prescription,” Chu Yue thought for a moment and answered, then suddenly asked, “Aunt He, do you know how to play Mahjong?”

“Huh?” Madam He was taken aback.

Chu Yue smiled softly, like a gentle spring breeze, a lively spark hidden in her smile. “My prescription is to play more mahjong!”

Madam He was stunned for a while, then burst out laughing. “Hahaha… hahaha… interesting, you really are interesting.”

The prescription wasn’t some bitter Chinese herbs, nor precious medicine, but simply playing mahjong—it was really amusing.

But if Chu Yue said so, there must be a reason.

Madam He took note of it.

In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the main gate of the courtyard. Guard Xiao He opened the car door, waiting for Commander He and Madam He to get in.

Madam He looked at Chu Yue once more, took out a red envelope from her pocket, and bent down to Lu Yuanbao, saying, “Yuanbao, Grandma wishes you a Happy New Year. This red envelope is for you.”

She then looked at Chu Yue and handed her a red envelope as well. “Ayue, this is for you.”

Chu Yue was surprised. “Even I get one?”

Madam He said kindly, “You’re so young, of course you get a red envelope. Wishing you a happy new year, and also wishing you and Commander Lu a hundred years of happiness and to grow old together.”