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Later, Shujun ca up with a plan, taking her to offer free dical consultations door to door for a few days, and with the dicine curing illnesses, the na of the Divine Doctor began to spread.
Before long, everyone in Balibao knew that the young "Doctor" at Fantastic Rejuvenation Hall was a little Divine Doctor, not old in age, but with impressive dical Skill.
The Dong family also had their own businesses to run; Shujun was mainly responsible for the operations of the three family inns, Zhi Chen would occasionally inspect the restaurant, but he spent more ti by his wife’s side.
The ready-to-wear clothing shop and the perfu shop were entirely entrusted to the hands of the Dong family. Although they did not make a huge fortune, they did indeed amass a fair amount of wealth.
Shu Yu had been unwell for so ti, but now she was able to walk a few steps; however, Dong Huiying discovered... "You should move around more, instead of sitting in the wheelchair all day."
In the clinic, Shu Yu sat contentedly in the wheelchair, holding a cup of boiled water, looking relaxed and comfortable. She glanced at Dong Huiying, "My health is poor."
The corners of her mouth twitched.
No, you’re just lazy!
She had only recently co to realize that she originally thought Shujun was the laziest in the family, who preferred lying over sitting, sitting over standing, who would be leaning against a wall or a door, or else sticking to her like a sloth, acting like the epito of laziness.
But now she understood that so people’s laziness is outwardly visible, clear as day to the naked eye, while others’ laziness is subtle and silent, like Shu Yu’s.
Ever since he got the wheelchair, even though his health had slightly improved, his behind rarely left the chair. He was always pushed around in the wheelchair, and whenever asked, he would give the excuse that his health was poor.
But he was just plain lazy!
No wonder Shu Yu and Shujun were twins; even though their expressions of laziness were different, at the core, they were the sa.
The young mistress sighed helplessly, her hand to her forehead, "Sitting all the ti is bad for your health."
Shu Yu replied coolly, "Anyway, my health is already poor. I had recovered sowhat before, but now I’m back to this condition. Shouldn’t the mistress show so concern?"
"..."
Alright, fine, she owed him!
But...
She gave him a covert glance, "Aren’t you afraid of constipation?"
Shu Yu looked puzzled, "Constipation?"
Dong Huiying wore a look of great worry, "If you sit all the ti, your intestines won’t move, and wouldn’t that make using the toilet quite inconvenient? Don’t you feel any stomach pain? Is your bowel movent smooth? If your stomach hurts and you can’t defecate, that’s constipation."
Shu Yu’s face stiffened, and he maneuvered the wheelchair away, not wanting to look at her anymore.
What constipation and toilet talk first thing in the morning? It spoiled the mood, hmph!
But from that day on, whenever he was unobserved, the once-perpetually-in-the-wheelchair lazybones would stealthily get up and walk a few steps, then rub his stomach. Each ti he did this, his face was sullen, but when in front of others, he returned to his facade of a refined gentleman radiating an elegant and beautiful fairy aura.
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As the calendar turned to February, a snowfall like goose feathers ca fluttering down.
Shu Yu had been looking forward to enjoying the snow for many days. But in the previous days, the weather had been uncooperative, the old snow had not lted, but no new snow had fallen either, so the snow scene was not very attractive.
With the arrival of this snowfall, the flakes like swan feathers danced lightly, the whole world was frosted and snow-covered, this cold whiteness had a unique charm of its own.
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