The two had no serious issues, just a common cold and fever.
Lin Fan prescribed a dose of medicine for each of them, and then they left.
As they were leaving, they cast odd glances at Song Yue.
Those looks seemed to say: "What a charming and alluring young lady!"
As the saying goes, proximity breeds affection. One wonders what her husband was thinking, leaving such a beautiful wife beside a young and robust man.
After they left, Lin Fan stretched. Before he could sit down, he saw his sister-in-law arrive.
"Sister-in-law!"
Lin Fan called out.
Xia Xue stood at the doorway, looking at Lin Fan, and said, "I brought you some chicken soup. It's just out of the pot, it won't taste as good tonight."
She then looked at Song Yue, who was cleaning, and smiled, "Sister, get ready to eat, don't be busy."
Song Yue put down the broom and smiled at Xia Xue, "Okay, Sister Xue'er."
With that, Song Yue and Xia Xue began to set out the fragrant dishes on the table.
After sitting down, Xia Xue took out a wad of one-hundred-yuan bills, neatly wrapped in a plastic bag, from her pocket and handed it to Lin Fan. "Little Fan, you said this afternoon you were going to the town to buy supplies, right? I've brought you the money."
Lin Fan took the money and nodded, "Yes, I'll go after we eat."
Xia Xue then looked at Song Yue and asked with concern, "Sister, Little Fan hasn't bullied you, has he?"
Song Yue's pretty face blushed slightly, and she replied, "Sister Xue'er, Little Fan isn't that kind of person."
Her eyes twinkled with a smile, and her face showed no unusual expression.
"That's good."
Xia Xue's words held a hidden meaning, which Song Yue did not grasp.
"Sister-in-law, if I come back too late, just lock the door and go to sleep. Don't wait for me."
Lin Fan had eaten five steamed buns at noon and wasn't hungry at all now.
But Xia Xue insisted he drink a bowl of chicken soup and eat a steamed bun before letting him go.
"Come back early~"
Song Yue stood at the doorway, waving goodbye to Lin Fan.
Lin Fan smiled at the two beautiful women, one older and one younger, and then swaggered out of the clinic.
Reaching the village entrance, Lin Fan got onto a tractor and headed towards town.
The bumpy journey took him until four in the afternoon to arrive.
Lin Fan hurried to the pharmaceutical company according to the address Song Yue had given him and bought some Chinese herbal medicine.
By this time, it was already dusk.
Lin Fan, carrying his bulging woven bag, looked at the sky and hurried, "Oh no, I might not catch the return bus."
As he spoke, Lin Fan was already running towards the bus station.
Passersby on the street looked at him with curiosity.
After all, it wasn't common to see someone carrying such a large and seemingly heavy object yet running so fast.
He passed through several streets and alleys.
The bus station was in sight.
Just as Lin Fan breathed a sigh of relief and slowed his pace.
Screech!
A harsh braking sound pierced his ears.
He turned his head and saw the door of a sports car swing open.
Su Yurou, wearing large sunglasses, a crop top, and a midi skirt, got out of the car in a fury and grabbed Lin Fan by the ear.
"I finally found you!"
Su Yurou snapped impatiently.
"Ouch, ouch, let go!"
Lin Fan, caught off guard, cried out in pain.
Beep beep!
Su Yurou's car, stopped in the middle of the road, soon caused a traffic jam.
Coupled with the stark contrast in their appearances – one in a luxury sports car, the other with a woven bag – it attracted many curious glances.
"This kind of scene is rare in real life, usually only seen on TV."
"Yeah, a rich woman and a gigolo. Oh my, hehe..."
"What do you guys know? In this day and age, regardless of gender, people like younger partners. If you don't pursue it, it's just because you don't have money."
"Hahaha..."
Even though they saw Lin Fan wincing in pain, it still made countless men envious, wishing they could be in his place.
Su Yurou, seeing the surrounding situation, pulled Lin Fan into the car by his ear and whispered sternly, "Come with me!"
"Wait, my medicine!"
Although Lin Fan entered the car, his woven bag got stuck outside.
Seeing this, Su Yurou said angrily, "Sit properly and fasten your seatbelt. I'll put your things in the back for you."
"You're not lying to me, are you?" Lin Fan feared she would throw the woven bag away.
After all, how could someone so rich look favorably upon agricultural products?
"Do you think I'm like you?"
Su Yurou hit Lin Fan's shoulder, "Lying makes me a puppy!"
Hearing her say that, Lin Fan reluctantly let go and placed the woven bag on the ground.
As expected, Su Yurou kept her word and managed to stuff the bulging woven bag into the trunk.
"Lin Fan, you really are something!"
Su Yurou got into the driver's seat and started the car.
The red sports car slowly moved forward, merging into the traffic with its low engine hum.
"Boss Su, what do you mean by this?"
Lin Fan found her incomprehensible, wondering if she was going through menopause or lacked emotional fulfillment.
"You're asking me what I mean?"
Su Yurou momentarily lost focus and almost hit a truck in front of her. She suppressed her temper and continued, "I'm asking you, where is the phone I bought for you?"
Lin Fan frowned. "It's at home. What's wrong?"
To prevent his sister-in-law from discovering it, he had set the phone to silent mode.
"Why didn't you answer when I called you? Did you see the text messages I sent?"
Su Yurou fired questions like a barrage.
"I... I forgot to charge my phone."
Lin Fan thought for a moment and came up with a reason he himself didn't believe.
"I told you to forget to charge it, forget to charge it..."
Su Yurou muttered hatefully.
With one hand on the steering wheel, she forcefully pinched Lin Fan's arm with her other hand.
"Ow, ow, ow!"
Lin Fan flinched in pain and desperately tried to shrink back.
But the car was so small, where could he hide?
"If you pinch me again, I'll fight back!"
Lin Fan was a bit annoyed, but it was just a scare tactic to warn Su Yurou.
After all, laying hands on a woman went against his principles.
"Fight back?"
"I'll show you what fighting back means!"
Su Yurou slowed down the car and reached out her right hand towards Lin Fan again.
Seeing this, Lin Fan pushed her hand away and then shoved her.
Screech!
A jarring screech of brakes echoed.
Su Yurou looked down in a daze.
He saw a rough, small hand pressing on her lower abdomen, fingertips almost reaching inside her clothes.
Whoosh!
Lin Fan hastily withdrew his hand, explaining, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I just..."
Before Lin Fan could finish, Su Yurou directly interrupted him, "Alright, men, you're all the same."
Su Yurou smiled charmingly, her beautiful face showing no sign of anger, and her voice was so sweet that Lin Fan blushed.
"I..."
Lin Fan tried to explain again, but Su Yurou interrupted him, "It's no big deal. Let's not talk about it for now."
With that, Su Yurou, amidst the impatient honking from behind, started the car again and drove forward.