The two chatted for a while…
Zhao An stretched, his erect penis bulging out of his pants, leaving Pang Wanjing stunned. Such a thick penis! It looked like a donkey's!
"Auntie, I need to go to the toilet. Sorry, I made you laugh."
Zhao An smiled, got off the kang (heated brick bed), and went to the toilet—which was really just a chamber pot.
Men could just urinate outside.
"No, it's alright."
Pang Wanjing didn't think much of it.
She only glanced away slightly.
After all, she was a woman with a granddaughter; she was a grandmother, what was there to be ashamed of?
She was lucky. Although her family was poor, her son married young, so she became a grandmother early, which was normal in the countryside at that age.
In the city, she probably wouldn't become a grandmother and hold her grandchildren until she was over sixty.
Zhao An returned after urinating, his crotch still bulging. "Auntie, let's call it a day for tonight. Get some rest.
Don't worry, everything will be alright."
"Okay, I'm fine."
Pang Wanjing nodded. She actually hoped the village would be developed; that way, she could at least benefit a little and wouldn't be so poor.
Pang Wanjing had just gotten off the earthen bed when she suddenly felt a numbness in her lower back, as if she were about to stumble and fall.
Zhao An quickly caught her, placing a hand on her arm to take her pulse. "Auntie, what's wrong?"
"Don't move, come sit down, let me take a look."
"Teacher, can you treat illnesses?"
"I'm fine, just a little tired."
Ouch, that hurts!"
Pang Wanjing suddenly clutched her lower back, as if she had twisted it.
Zhao An gently placed Pang Wanjing on the earthen bed, one hand supporting her waist. Her waist was soft, plump, and somewhat loose—typical of an older woman.
However, it felt quite nice.
Such a peasant woman should be very healthy.
"Don't be nervous, let me take a look."
Pang Wanjing inexplicably grasped Zhao An's hand; she seemed to have a bad premonition.
"T-Teacher, am I alright?"
Zhao An closed his eyes and took her pulse. After more than a minute, he opened his eyes. "Auntie, to be honest, didn't you have proper postpartum care?"
Pang Wanjing nodded in surprise. "Yes, my family was very poor before. I had to help with chores even while I was still in postpartum care."
"You touched cold water, didn't you?"
A smile played on Zhao An's lips, as if he knew everything.
Of course.
Because he could access Pang Wanjing's memories at any time, he naturally knew what had happened.
Pang Wanjing was even more surprised. Grabbing Zhao An's arm, her voice was tinged with excitement, "Yes, Teacher, how did you know? You're amazing!"
Zhao An smiled slightly and shook his head. "I'm not amazing; your body told me.
You're very weak now and need to nourish yourself properly.
You almost twisted your back just now.
Although you didn't twist it, you can't do heavy work, right?"
Pang Wanjing naturally knew what a back strain meant; it was still a little sore. She swallowed hard and looked at Zhao An pleadingly:
"Teacher, we can't stop working. The crops in the fields need to be checked, and the chickens and ducks need to be fed. We can't stop! Can you help me?"
Although she was embarrassed to ask for a favor, what other options did she have?
Zhao An glanced at Pang Wanjing, nodded, then shook his head. "I can help you, but it's probably not appropriate."
"What...what's inappropriate about it?"
Pang Wanjing was puzzled. How could a simple, honest rural woman like her be a match for an old fox like Zhao An?
Although Zhao An was still young, he was already the father of dozens of children!
He had slept with far too many women to count.
And the number was still increasing.
If the women hadn't all become pregnant and he hadn't run out of vaginas to sleep with, he wouldn't have ventured out into the world.
Actually, it was also to lay low. He hid in a poor mountain village, so if the four major families ran into trouble, it wouldn't concern him at all.
Zhao An took out a box of silver needles…
He demonstrated them to Pang Wanjing, "I actually studied traditional Chinese medicine, so I can work part-time as a doctor here.
I can treat the villagers, but let's focus on education first.
This acupuncture technique of mine is a family heirloom, passed down only to sons, for many generations.
This was passed down from my ancestor who was a royal physician; it's a secret formula, not to be shared."
This boast made Pang Wanjing feel that he was unfathomable. She didn't know if it was true or not, but seeing Zhao An's serious expression, she didn't have any doubts.
"Then, teacher, is there any inconvenience?"
"Yes, of course there is. Acupuncture can relieve your pain, but you'll still need to replenish it afterwards.
Also, your body is too weak; you'll need some medicinal herbs to slowly regulate it.
This might be a burden for you, but you see, don't you often feel tired? This is your body telling you that illness is approaching."
"Actually, my family's acupuncture method requires a special condition, which might be a little difficult for you to accept."
Zhao An smiled slightly, his smile still very kind.
"Gulp," Pang Wanjing seemed to have a premonition. She was completely unprepared and didn't believe Zhao An would harm her. "Teacher, just tell me directly, tell me, what exactly do I need to do?"
"I need you to take off all your clothes before I can perform acupuncture treatment."
Zhao An uttered words that left Pang Wanjing speechless. Sensing her confusion, he explained, "Your condition is very serious. It's not just a back problem; it's that your blood circulation is poor throughout your body, and many of your joints are closed. So, I need you to take off your clothes. Don't worry, it's perfectly normal."
"Of course, if you can't accept that, just pretend I didn't say anything."
Zhao An still smiled gently. He was using a strategy of feigned indifference, first exaggerating the severity of the problem, and then offering a solution.
And if someone is flustered and at a loss, they are in danger of falling into his trap!