“Yuxin, you’re too modest! With your medical skills, you’re unmatched in the world!”

Zhao Yinglang smiled softly and praised her.

“Of course! Alright, I’m here to check your health. Give me your hand!”

Hearing her third uncle compliment her, Lin Yuxin lifted her chin proudly and spoke with a smug expression.

“Hehe, alright!”

Zhao Yinglang chuckled at her haughty attitude.

No matter what, his niece was adorable. He doted on her endlessly and obediently extended his hand.

Lin Yuxin began to take his pulse seriously.

After a while, she let go of his hand and looked at him hesitantly before saying:

“Third Uncle, because you were born prematurely, your body didn’t develop properly, leading to poor physical health. I’ve been trying to improve your constitution, but the results are too optimistic—most of your current well-being is maintained by medication.”

“It’s alright, I’m used to it. Yuxin, you’ve already done an amazing job. I can now jog for more than half an hour—something I never even dared to dream of before!”

Seeing Lin Yuxin’s conflicted and guilty expression, Zhao Yinglang chuckled and comforted her.

He had once thought he would be frail for the rest of his life.

Even if he abandoned martial arts for literature, he doubted he could survive the imperial examination.

But now, at least he could make it out alive.

Lin Yuxin smiled but didn’t respond—her mind was busy thinking of a solution.

Her third uncle’s condition was indeed tricky.

After over a month of care, she had only managed to make him less fatigued after physical activity.

His congenital issues remained mostly unresolved.

It seemed she needed to improve his physical functions at the core.

Lin Yuxin suddenly recalled what Zhizhi had mentioned about the immortal dew.

If it could help her second uncle’s wounds heal quickly—she had seen the results herself—then perhaps it could help her third uncle as well?

Should she try it? There’s an old saying: “Break before rebuilding.” Could that principle work here?

However, she wasn’t confident.

The immortal dew was something she had stumbled upon by chance, and she had only used it once.

She knew it could restore physical strength, but she wasn’t sure about its other effects.

Since then, she had been collecting it but had barely used it herself.

She had only given a few drops to Zhizhi, who loved it.

She didn’t know if this miraculous substance had any side effects.

After all, with something so powerful, a mere mortal body might not be able to handle it.

Looking at her third uncle, an idea formed in her mind.

She grinned suddenly and said:

“Third Uncle, I have something good that I want you to try. But I’m not sure what effect it will have, and the process is quite dangerous. Are you willing to give it a shot?”

Zhao Yinglang saw her slightly guilty yet sincere expression and felt a warmth in his heart.

Is this what it feels like to have a daughter?

He smiled softly.

“Why are you being so polite with your third uncle? My health is already like this—how much worse can it get? Go ahead and try it! How could I not trust you?”

Lin Yuxin was momentarily stunned. A wave of emotion surged in her heart.

Her second uncle had been the same.

And now, so was her third uncle.

Is this what family is? No matter what you do, they support you unconditionally?

Lin Yuxin pursed her lips and, after a moment of silence, spoke seriously:

“Third Uncle, I haven’t even told you the method yet, and you already agreed. Aren’t you afraid it won’t work?”

“Yuxin, you don’t have to be so cautious. I trust you—you would never harm me.”

Zhao Yinglang chuckled, sensing her hesitation, and reassured her.

“Third Uncle, trust me, I will definitely heal you!”

Lin Yuxin declared firmly. Then she stepped into the house, picked up her third uncle’s brush and paper, and started writing a prescription.

Not long after, she walked out and handed the prescription to her third aunt, instructing:

“Auntie, boil this with three bowls of water until it reduces to one bowl.”

Qian Li took the prescription and hesitated, looking at Lin Yuxin.

Seeing her expression, Lin Yuxin gently asked:

“Auntie, if you have any questions, just ask.”

“Yuxin… will this prescription really work? How confident are you? If it doesn’t work, maybe we should just leave things as they are? Your uncle is already much better now. I take care of him, and it’s not too tiring for me. If this treatment is risky, and something happens to him, what will I do?”

As Qian Li spoke, her voice choked up.

She had been so happy lately because her husband’s health had improved.

In the past, just walking a few steps exhausted him, and every time he caught a cold, he would be bedridden for days.

But ever since he started taking Yuxin’s medicine, he could walk without getting too tired and even jog for a bit with the children.

It was something they never dared to hope for.

Though he still got tired afterward, the improvement was undeniable.

But now, Yuxin said his body hadn’t truly recovered—his current state was merely the effect of medication.

And now, she wanted to try a new treatment, but she wasn’t very confident in its success.

Qian Li suddenly felt anxious. If something went wrong, what would she do?

She was scared.

Unlike the eldest sister-in-law, who was resolute, or the second sister-in-law, who was persistent, she only wanted to live a peaceful life with her husband.

She didn’t mind that he was weak.

“Third Aunt, I only have a 50% chance of success. That’s why I’m letting you decide. If you agree, I will do my best. If not, I will simply prescribe medicine to maintain his current condition.”

Lin Yuxin spoke honestly—she couldn’t lie about something so serious.

They had the right to know.

“Husband…”

Qian Li turned to Zhao Yinglang hesitantly.

“My dear, there is no worse outcome than what I’ve already lived through. I’ve endured all these years, so I can endure a little more. But you’ve suffered too, taking care of a sickly husband.”

“If I die one day, you’ll be left alone in this world. My love, I have wronged you. Maybe… we should separate? That way, if something happens to me, you won’t have to be a widow.”

Hearing this, Qian Li panicked.

“No! Husband, in life, I am yours, and in death, I will be your ghost! If something happens to you, I’ll follow you! I refuse to divorce! I’ll go make the medicine now—wait here!”

Without waiting for a response, she rushed off.

Lin Yuxin was left dumbfounded.

[Wow… I never expected my third uncle to be a manipulative little black sesame dumpling. He has my aunt wrapped around his finger! But why is she so terrified of divorce? There’s some juicy gossip here!]

“Third Uncle, is Auntie scared of you?”

Lin Yuxin asked curiously, trying to probe without being too direct.

“Kids shouldn’t meddle in adult affairs!”

Zhao Yinglang shot her a glare and refused to answer.

“Ugh, so stingy!”

Lin Yuxin pouted and plopped onto a stone bench, waiting for the medicine to be ready.