After Transmigration, I Picked Up A Husband and Daughter
Chapter 153 Keep Your Distance

Chapter 153: Chapter 153 Keep Your Distance

Thus, Su Yu did not rush to discuss the future with Jiang Ziling, but patiently began the daily nursing work.

She gently unraveled Jiang Ziling’s bandages on his leg, revealing skin marred by a mix of black and blue bruises. Though the sight was shocking, it was a necessary stage in the healing process, and Su Yu had grown accustomed to it, showing no emotion on her face.

She examined the fracture attentively, each of her fingers conveying a professional delicacy and tenderness.

Jiang Ziling was remarkably indifferent to the pain, as if in his heart, the suffering of flesh and bone mattered far less than the freedom of his spirit.

Before long, Su Yu’s furrowed brows gradually relaxed, the healing of the fracture was proceeding well with no signs of misalignment, undoubtedly good news.

She carefully applied a new layer of medicine, every movement filled with care and hope.

"The recovery is going really well, take good care of it, and you’ll be completely healed soon," she said.

Her words, like a spring breeze, swept away the last shadows in Jiang Ziling’s heart.

Jiang Ziling looked at her gratefully, his eyes brimming with heartfelt thanks.

"All thanks to Ah Yu," he said sincerely.

Hearing this, Su Yu simply smiled lightly, saying "Between us, there’s no need for thanks" as her skilled hands tightly wrapped Jiang Ziling’s leg with white cloth, the motions smooth and filled with warmth.

Jiang Ziling lowered his head, gazing at the woman who was bustling about for him, a warm smile quietly creeping onto his lips. Without words, the understanding and bond between them deepened in this quiet moment.

Just then, a sudden knock on the door sounded from outside, interrupting the warmth.

They exchanged glances, perplexity clear in their eyes—it was unexpected for someone to visit so deep into the night.

Su Yu first made sure Jiang Ziling’s leg bandages were secure, ensuring that he won’t feel discomfort from any sudden movements. Only then did she slowly stand up and walk to the door, already having a hint of who the visitor might be.

The door opened slowly, allowing moonlight to illuminate the figure standing outside - it was indeed Da Ya.

Similar to Xie Xinghua, the young girl’s features conveyed concern, as if she was constantly afraid that her every action might enrage the strict Lady Zhao.

Her unexpected visit somewhat surprised Su Yu, but also gave rise to a warm feeling.

Su Yu stepped aside to make way, her tone full of concern and welcome as she gently asked,

"Is something the matter? Come in and talk about it."

However, Da Ya declined the kindness. She stood at the door, her face serious in the moonlit reflection.

"No need," she stated bluntly, revealing her purpose, "Do you still have some of that ointment you gave my mother last time?"

Su Yu did not immediately respond, her memory scanning rapidly through her mind.

"Ointment?"

She repeated, clearly trying to recall which specific occasion it referred to.

Da Ya nodded gently, a hint of shyness flickered in her eyes, but there was mostly a firmness of plea.

"It’s the ointment you gave me after I accidentally bit my grandmother and was punished."

In her words, there was deep remorse for that accident and gratitude for Su Yu’s help. Oh, Su Yu suddenly realized, forgotten fragments of memory pieced themselves together.

"Do you have it? Has someone been injured by accident?"

She asked with concern, her voice carrying an imperceptible tenderness.

Da Ya pursed her lips tight, tears swirling in her eyes, threatening to overflow like the waters behind a dam. She struggled to hold them back and pleaded with a choked voice, "Second Aunt, I... I beg you, could you give me another bottle of medicine?"

Her voice was as thin as a mosquito’s, yet it revealed an indescribable sense of urgency and helplessness.

Her mother’s injuries this time seemed particularly severe, covered with scars all over her body. Da Ya’s heart felt as if pricked by countless needles, the pain unbearable.

She was truly at a loss, and it took all her courage to approach Su Yu.

Su Yu looked at Da Ya’s anxious little face and already understood. She did not continue to ask but silently turned around, stepping into the dimly lit medicine cabinet to find the drugs that could alleviate the pain.

When Su Yu handed the precious concoction to Da Ya’s trembling hands, her eyes were full of care and encouragement, "If you feel unwell, be sure to come and find me, don’t just endure it."

Though her words were brief, they contained a weighty warmth and support.

Da Ya nodded vigorously, her eyes shimmering with gratitude. Then, under the cover of nightfall, she hurried away, her pace fast yet unsteady.

Su Yu watched the frail figure disappear into the distance, a mix of complex emotions welling up in her heart, along with a long sigh.

Clearly, it was another silent hurt, yet what puzzled her was why such a major event had occurred in the family and she had not noticed it at all.

As the door gently closed, Su Yu turned to Jiang Ziling, who was intently focused on preparing the medicine, a faint worry knitted between his brows, "What should we do? Although we’ve escaped the control of Lady Zhao, my sister’s family..."

At this point, a sense of powerlessness seeped through her words.

Jiang Ziling looked up, a resolute spark in his eyes. He continued to grind the herbs meticulously, "It’s alright, we’ve endured all these years, just a bit longer. Once my leg is fully recovered, I can go hunting in the mountains, earn more silver, and help my sister’s family. When their days improve, they will naturally have the strength to move out and live on their own."

His voice was steadfast as though all challenges were trivial before him.

Su Yu nodded lightly upon hearing this. Although her heart was filled with mixed feelings, she knew that under the current circumstances, this was indeed the best solution.

After all, as the eldest son of the Jiang Family, any contribution and sacrifice for the clan seemed so natural and expected.

As for Xie Xinghua, to Su Yu, she was an outsider. Coupled with those unpleasant encounters with Lady Zhao, Xie Xinghua chose to maintain a certain distance for the sake of family harmony. The hardship hidden behind this behavior became more and more empathized with by Su Yu as time went on, turning her initial confusion into deep sympathy and understanding.

In the following days, Su Yu arranged the newly purchased medicinal ingredients, preparing to produce more medicines for possible future needs.

Her plan was to expand production, therefore, the quantity of the medicine she prepared this time far exceeded previous amounts.

She had also noticed that the previous medicine powders were not ground finely enough. If she wanted her products to reach high society, in addition to ensuring efficacy, the refinement of the production process was also essential.

Thus, Su Yu took the sieve and carefully filtered the painstakingly ground powders by Jiang Ziling, ensuring each particle reached the finest possible texture, like dust, wafting a faint herbal fragrance.

Watching this process, Xixi was fascinated, her little face full of curiosity. Every so often, she would even stretch out her chubby little hands, eager to help.