Switched Marriage: The Coddled Little Wife

Chapter 557: Chapter 557: If You’re Sick, Get Treated

Minister Wei didn’t give her another glance and let the two people behind him enter the house.

Sister-in-law Gong had already heard the commotion at the door. She just assumed Minister Wei was back from work and sat up straight when she saw Lin Chuxia behind him.

“Lin, what brings you here? You should be resting at home. Xiao Qin, you too. Your wife is pregnant now. Why do you let her run around?”

Lin Chuxia stepped forward and took Sister-in-law Gong’s hand, “Sister-in-law, I’m fine. I just came to show you that I’m all right, so you can relax now, right? It’s actually you, sister-in-law, who got a significant bump from me.”

Sister-in-law Gong smiled and nodded, “You don’t say, seeing you like this, I am relieved. I’m fine. It’s just been cold outside these past few days, and I’ve been too lazy to go out, but really, I’m okay. So don’t worry.”

The two of them, seeing that neither was seriously hurt, felt much relieved and started chatting idly.

Minister Wei and Qin Yang sat by the table and discussed work.

They also talked about the He Family’s visit today.

The He Family does have some connections and knows how to show gratitude. The title of bravery that Qin Yang earned has already come through, bringing honor to their unit, and the unit plans to give him a commendation.

After Qin Yang and his group left today, Minister Wei and the unit’s leaders discussed the matter, and they have already made some preliminary decisions. Minister Wei simply disclosed a bit to Qin Yang.

The group chatted for a while until Wei Bing came back. It was late, and only then did Qin Yang and Lin Chuxia say their goodbyes and leave.

Upon leaving Minister Wei’s house, Qin Yang looked sternly towards the direction of the family building.

Lin Chuxia knew he was still upset about Sister-in-law Feng’s words, so she curled her hand in his and scratched his palm.

Qin Yang turned his head to look at her, his gloomy expression softened slightly in front of the little woman beside him.

“Hmm?”

“Still upset about what you heard just now?”

Qin Yang pressed his lips but didn’t deny it.

His wife was walking along just fine and got hit with this unwarranted trouble, and he hadn’t settled the score with them yet.

Sister-in-law Feng, however, instead of apologizing, used it against them, even blaming his wife.

To him, his wife is precious, whether or not she’s pregnant. The person he cherishes dearly in his life doesn’t need anyone else’s doting tolerance, so who are they to judge them?

Lin Chuxia sighed, “You may not know Sister-in-law Feng well due to limited interactions. When I first went to the Northwest, Sister-in-law from Mr. Bai’s family warned me to keep my distance from her. It’s not that the sisters purposely isolate her; rather, she has peculiar ways of thinking. You see the same thing here; no sister is close with her, and I found she does have issues here.”

Lin Chuxia pointed to her own head.

Qin Yang still maintained a stern face, “If she’s ill, she should get treated. Letting her out to snap at people is Feng Dajun’s fault.”

Lin Chuxia couldn’t help but laugh; it was her first time hearing such sharp words from Qin Yang.

Back home, Qin Yang went to make dinner while Lin Chuxia helped him out beside him.

“I was thinking of introducing my master to Sister-in-law Gong. Her illness isn’t one that developed overnight, and perhaps where Western medicine fails, traditional Chinese medicine might help.”

After that special period, traditional Chinese medicine suffered devastating blows.

Even now, with the implementation of policies, the gap in traditional Chinese medicine is inevitable. Some skilled old practitioners, like his master, have become reclusive and no longer practice.

So, finding a skilled old traditional Chinese medicine practitioner without connections is really difficult.

Now that his master has untied his heart’s knots and no longer refuses to treat people, occasionally even traveling far for treatments.

Lin Chuxia thought it might be possible for her master to see Sister-in-law Gong.

As Qin Yang stir-fried, he told Lin Chuxia to step back and talked to her, “I just worry Sister-in-law Gong has given up on herself. I heard from Minister Wei that she was treated by a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner before. She took several doses, but with no effect, she’s since lost faith in traditional medicine.”

Rather than mistrust, it could be called despair.

“It’s okay. I’ll have a talk with Sister-in-law Gong later.”

Lin Chuxia was confident she could persuade Sister-in-law Gong…

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly coughed twice, then frowned slightly and ran out covering her mouth, retching by the big locust tree in the yard.

“Xiaxia…”

Qin Yang forgot to turn off the stove and immediately put down the spatula, following her out.

“What’s wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?”

Lin Chuxia dry-heaved a couple of times and took a few deep breaths. Once the sensation passed, she looked at Qin Yang with slightly reddened eyes.

“It’s nothing. I just felt nauseated suddenly by the smell of the cooking fumes. Did you use animal fat for today’s dish?”

“Yes!”

Lin Chuxia wanted stir-fried dried radish. In their household, it’s always cooked with animal fat, with garlic and chili added for flavor, which Lin Chuxia loves.

With a bitter face, she said, “Don’t use animal fat for frying anymore. I don’t seem to like the taste now.”

No need for her to say anything; seeing her earlier reaction, although knowing it was a normal pregnancy response, Qin Yang was already frightened.

“Then I’ll eat the dish in the kitchen and make you something else,” Qin Yang quickly said.

“No need for such hassle. I suddenly want to have millet porridge with pickled cucumber. Just slice some cucumber and mix it with soy sauce for me.”

The millet porridge was already prepared.

Seeing Qin Yang still frowning and hesitating, Lin Chuxia pushed him towards the kitchen, “Go check your dish quickly, or it’ll burn. I really want millet porridge with pickled cucumber right now, so hurry.”

This made Qin Yang stop hesitating and quickly returned to the kitchen to cook.

Soon, millet porridge and pickled cucumbers were served in front of Lin Chuxia.

The cucumber was pickled by Zhang Guilan, using small, tender cucumbers pulled in the fall, cut into small pieces and seasoned with soy sauce, vinegar, sesame oil, and a touch of garlic, which appetized with just the aroma.

Seeing her eating with relish, Qin Yang was finally relieved and returned to the kitchen to eat his own meal.

He finished a whole plate of animal fat-fried radish strips, leaving no evidence for his wife to see the next day.

As for the future, there’s no talking about frying with animal fat anymore; they could give that jar of animal fat to someone else.

The next day, after breakfast, Qin Yang took a jar of animal fat to work.

As he passed the alley opening near Li Wei’s house, he saw Li Wei coming out of the alleyway.

Without a word, Qin Yang directly tossed the jar he was holding into Li Wei’s arms, “It’s yours.”

Suddenly flung with a black jar, if not for his trust in Qin Yang, it might have ended up smashing on the ground.

Li Wei fumbled to catch it, opened the lid to find it full of animal fat.

The fat looked well-rendered, with a luster like jade, and an aroma wafted from it when opened.

The animal fat was seasoned during rendering, making it fragrant enough to make vegetable stir-frys or stuffing tastier than just eating pork meat.

This large jar, although a few scoops seemed to be taken off, still weighed about three or four jins.

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