After Transmigration, I Picked Up A Husband and Daughter
Chapter 139 Sympathy

Chapter 139: Chapter 139 Sympathy

She stood in front of the copper mirror, looking at the figure in the reflection with both prominent curves and slender legs, even she herself couldn’t help feeling a bit shy.

In her previous life, although Su Yu’s appearance could not be considered plain, her figure always lacked some ups and downs; to describe it in one word, it was "flat."

Now, inhabiting the original host’s body, she undoubtedly stood out among the people around her.

It’s just that in the past, she had been too frail, her complexion still carrying a sickly waxen yellow.

Nowadays, with improved living conditions, her whole being exuded an indescribable charm, bright and yet gentle.

After Su Yu finished her bath, she returned to the bedroom feeling relaxed to find that the little maidservant Xixi had already entered dreamland; the child’s tender breathing sounded particularly serene in the quiet night.

She said to Jiang Ziling in a soft voice, her eyes filled with care, "The herbal dressing on your leg can be changed to a new one tomorrow. How have you felt these past few days? Are there any discomforts?"

Jiang Ziling’s response was low and slightly hoarse, as if he were suppressing something, "It’s, it’s okay." Each syllable seemed to be squeezed out of his throat with effort.

Between his words, his breathing was slightly hurried and carried an unnoticeable tremble.

Su Yu’s gaze drifted involuntarily toward him to see his cheeks flushed with a light red, his breath a bit disordered, and his forehead covered with fine sweat that glistened under the feeble candlelight.

"What’s wrong with you? Has the effect of the wine not entirely dissipated after such a long time?"

Su Yu was filled with doubt, reaching out to take his pulse and check his condition.

However, no sooner had she extended her hand than Jiang Ziling suddenly grasped it, the heat from his palm almost scorching her skin, causing Su Yu’s heart to leap—clearly, his condition was far from normal.

"You..."

Before she could speak, Jiang Ziling cut her off with his urgent words, "I’ll go take a cold shower first."

The tone carried hints of evasion and urgency.

"A cold shower? Your leg wound hasn’t healed. Such a shock could cause persistent leg pain in the future."

Su Yu warned, a note of anxiety in her voice.

Even in the height of summer, a cold bath was certainly a risky endeavor for someone with a leg injury.

Jiang Ziling’s lips parted slightly, his throat as dry as if it had been scraped with sandpaper, struggling to utter a complete word, his eyes brimming with complex emotions.

Su Yu forcefully wrenched her hand from his, placing it directly onto his pulse.

The pulse was floating and rapid, strong and powerful, revealing signs of some primal urge.

Upon deeper investigation, she found a swirling pattern at the Guan pulse, indicating that his emotions were tumultuous, yet unable to be released. Under the weight of his worries, the circulation of his qi and blood was obstructed.

A hint of embarrassed red crossed Su Yu’s face, "You..." She was at a loss for words about how to ask about this sudden strong desire within him—was it really just because of her appearance that attracted him? She inwardly sneered at herself, considering the thought far too self-involved.

But Su Yu was well aware that Jiang Ziling was not a frivolous man, and would never behave so improperly without reason.

After much thought, it was likely the medicinal wine concocted by Meng Yuanyou that was causing mischief.

At that moment, Jiang Ziling was extremely embarrassed, fearful that Su Yu would misunderstand him as someone who is easily swayed by lust and lacks self-control.

But the reality was that at this moment, he indeed felt like he was being driven by an external force, his reason seemingly losing its control over his body.

Su Yu looked at Jiang Ziling’s embarrassed and annoyed expression and also put away her initial teasing attitude, her expression becoming serious, "The medicinal wine Meng Yuanyou gave you might contain effects to stimulate blood circulation and boost yang energy, which is why your reaction has been so intense."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ziling almost burst into tears, "Then, what should I do?" His voice was filled with helplessness and panic.

"Don’t worry, I’m here."

Su Yu’s gentle words were like a dose of reassurance. Her hand gently patted Jiang Ziling’s shoulder, offering comfort.

But this tender gesture made Jiang Ziling’s body suddenly stiffen, giving rise to countless doubts and hopes in his heart.

Su Yu, unaware of the turmoil in Jiang Ziling’s heart, turned and walked towards the door, "I’m going to the kitchen to prepare some cooling and blood-cooling herbs to alleviate your symptoms."

"Oh, okay."

Jiang Ziling hurriedly responded, feeling extremely ashamed of his unseemly thoughts.

Su Yu walked into the kitchen, and under the flickering candlelight, carefully selected the necessary herbs from each small wooden drawer.

Since this was not a common ailment, the specific herbs that could treat it were not prepared in advance, forcing her to search through her memory. Each time she searched for a herb, it took a considerable amount of time, all the while reciting the formula in her head to ensure accuracy.

After wandering in the wilderness for a long time, Su Yu only managed to find some common herbs like honeysuckle, dandelion, and licorice. Although they were capable of clearing heat and detoxifying, she was not completely confident in their ability to neutralize the power of that specially brewed medicinal wine.

Sunlight filtered through the leaves, spottily casting shadows on her face, outlining her anxiety and uncertainty.

As a doctor, she certainly had the skills to use precise silver needles to unblock the chaotic qi and blood within Jiang Ziling’s body.

But the thought of the locations of those secretive acupoints made her cheeks flush with redness.

Embarrassment was a minor issue, but she feared that Jiang Ziling, who was always upright, would strongly resist and even develop resentment towards her.

Fortunately, the results of the pulse diagnosis were somewhat reassuring. Aside from the inexplicable restlessness within his body, there was no significant harm to his health.

Su Yu calculated in her heart, as long as the medicine took effect, it should help Jiang Ziling stabilize his mind and return to normal.

The light from brewing the medicine flickered within the small room. In between intervals, driven by curiosity, Su Yu gently twisted open the lid of the wine jug, and instantly, a complex and intense aroma hit her nostrils.

The warmth of Morinda citrifolia, the nourishment of Rehmannia glutinosa, the sweetness of goji berries, mixed with the heat of fried aconite, the freshness of chrysanthemum, and the pungent scent of Sichuan pepper, all combined to form a traditional and powerful aphrodisiac wine.

She quickly replaced the lid, silently amazed at the extent of Meng Yuanyou’s investment in his health, and couldn’t help but feel sorry that such a strong wine did not seem to improve his condition.

Su Yu felt a tinge of sympathy for the predicament of Sister-in-law He once again.

The herbal decoction was finally ready. Holding the steaming bowl of medicine, Su Yu walked lightly into the bedroom.

Under her tender care, Jiang Ziling felt quite relieved, but when he saw Su Yu’s graceful figure slowly approaching, the heat in his body involuntarily began to climb again.

With this rising heat, a faint scent of the medicine and Su Yu’s natural body fragrance intermingled together, quietly pervading the air.

"Drink up."

Su Yu’s gentle voice rang out as she handed the bowl of medicine to Jiang Ziling.

Jiang Ziling hastily took it, almost without waiting for the medicine to cool, eagerly wanting to gulp it down, as if the broth were the only way out of his current predicament!

"Hold on! Careful, it’s hot..."