Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 1131: Triplets 2

Chapter 1131: Chapter 1131: Triplets 2

Feng Qingxue spread out her hands, "There’s no use telling me about this; I don’t have ’fiery eyes of truth’ that would allow me to diagnose Comrade Commander Su’s condition without taking his pulse."

"I think you’re very capable, you should have a method," Bai Xue said after a moment of silence.

"There’s no way!" Feng Qingxue bluntly refused, remembering that although Su Junlin and Bai Xue had been married for over forty years, they had not had a child with both their bloodlines—a probable large-scale retribution that Bai Xue received for her past actions.

Not only did Bai Xue not have children, but Commander Bai also went through his entire life childless.

From what Feng Qingxue knew of Commander Bai, he likely didn’t wish to have a child to spare them from the strange looks of others.

As for Bai Xue, it was probably an issue with Su Junlin.

Being so old and a veteran of many battles, his body naturally retained various chronic conditions from old injuries; every time the weather turned cold, he would visit the hospital several times, supposedly from war injuries that never fully healed.

Upon hearing Feng Qingxue’s reply, Bai Xue was greatly disappointed.

"Really, there’s no way?" she asked, still somewhat hopeful.

Feng Qingxue tilted her head and thought, then said, "It amounts to being powerless, I’m afraid."

"What do you mean by ’it amounts to?’ Don’t beat around the bush," Bai Xue said, a sliver of hope flashing in her eyes.

"Look, even you don’t have the confidence to persuade Commander Su to see a doctor; I’m not a Fairy, how could I possibly know his condition and then provide the appropriate treatment and adjustments? If Commander Su is willing to accept a thorough examination, then once we identify the cause, we can try treatment and see the results—there might be a glimmer of hope. But if Commander Su is unwilling, talking is pointless."

Bai Xue thought for a while and then asked, "You’re good at traditional Chinese medicine, right?"

"Yes and no, I now combine Chinese and Western methods, my surgical skills are not bad at all, and of course, my traditional Chinese medicine is also quite up to standard. I’m studying the medical notes my master left me and have made significant findings," Feng Qingxue replied.

"That’s wonderful!" Bai Xue clasped her hands together, her face full of entreaty, "Tomorrow, I’ll bring Old Su to your place as a guest, and you can take the opportunity to take his pulse, then just tell me the results later. For what reason? Oh, right, your Army Commander received some hidden trauma from past battles, and you managed to cure him. I’m very worried about him, so I want you to help take his pulse and adjust his treatment, especially for his old joints."

Feng Qingxue was speechless, "Okay, but in some respects, traditional Chinese pulse diagnosis can’t match Western medical equipment."

And after all, traditional Chinese medicine involves looking, listening, asking, and feeling the pulse; what’s the point if you don’t ask?

But she couldn’t very well ask Su Junlin in detail about the issues regarding fertility without causing embarrassment for both parties.

Bai Xue was true to her word, and on her day off, she indeed brought Su Junlin over for a visit, not minding at all as she carried a basket full of expensive items like canned foods, luncheon meat, and milk candies.

"I say it’s an old problem, no need for treatment, but Comrade Bai Xue insisted that I come," Su Junlin said, a bit embarrassed.

It was hard to treat issues like theirs with the joints, which were especially torturous on rainy, cloudy days.

Feng Qingxue laughed, "Bai Xue is concerned about you, Comrade Su. Let’s not waste words, let me take your pulse. Afterwards, I’ll hand over the prescription to Bai Xue so she can get the medicine and make sure you keep taking it."

Su Junlin didn’t hesitate and placed his hand on the porcelain pillow on the kang table, already prepared for him.

This welcome pillow was an antique, one that Commander Lu’s father had gathered from the Old Goods Market in the Capital.

After taking Su Junlin’s pulse and observing his complexion, tongue, and other aspects, Feng Qingxue had an idea. She asked a few simple questions, none related to fertility, but focused on Su Junlin’s current physical condition, before writing down a prescription.