CHAPTER 291: CHAPTER 290: TO EAT OR NOT TO EAT SPICY

The young man’s eyes widened in shock when Zhen Yan’s back pocket was turned inside out, his gaze filled with disbelief. "How is this possible?! Why isn’t it there?! It was clearly stuffed into that kid’s back pocket!" No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t understand how the empty wallet that was just put in there had disappeared...

Before he had time to think it through, Zhen Yu finished searching through all her brother’s pockets and suddenly called out loudly, "Bro! Beat him up!"

Upon hearing this, Zhen Yan was only too ready to comply and charged forward with a leg lift.

The man had already scrambled to his feet, but upon hearing her, he immediately turned to try and run off the bus! Unfortunately for him, no one was willing to make way!

The moment his front foot was obstructed, his back foot was caught up by Zhen Yan, who grabbed him by the back of his neck and dragged him back!

Both siblings, having trained in martial arts, quickly took him down and gave him a good rubbing on the floor of the bus.

None of the onlookers felt pity for the man, with most of them muttering, "Serves him right! He asked for it!"

There were also a few sharp-eyed ones who’d seen Zhen Yu throw the first punch. They now pondered and realized this youngster was no good character, and they silently cheered in their hearts!

"Beat him! Well done! If it weren’t for the fierce young lady, he would have gotten away with it! Even if her brother beat him up afterwards, it would still leave a bad taste!"

In front of so many people, they couldn’t beat the man too severely; just venting their anger was enough!

When Zhen Yan seemed to have vented enough, Zhen Yu called out, "Excuse me, could you please make way? Thank you!" and led her brother off the bus first.

Customarily, the woman and the driver searched both siblings, who passed without issue. Zhen Yu then promptly flagged down a taxi and left the full bus behind as they sped away.

After a short while in the taxi, Zhen Yan became fidgety as if he had lice on him. He twisted around for a bit before finally scooting next to his sister.

"Little sister! I’m sorry! At first, I thought you didn’t believe me either! It turns out you were searching me just to show everyone else!"

"You knew?!" Zhen Yu gave her brother a sidelong glance, tacitly agreeing with his statement.

"Heh heh..." Zhen Yan let out a foolish laugh for a while, then suddenly recalled the incident at the beginning and quickly asked, "Little sister? Are you alright?"

While they were beating the man, Zhen Yu had secretly slipped the wallet back onto the young man.

She was currently wondering what would happen to the man, guessing whether he had already been taken to the police station by now. Her brother’s sudden question caught her off guard, and after a moment’s reaction she replied: "I’m fine!"

Seeing her reaction, Zhen Yan saw it as a sign that something was wrong! He immediately felt that he had been too gentle earlier!

But since it had already happened, there was nothing he could do to rewind and do it all over again... All he could do from now on was to take even better care of his sister!

The siblings agreed in the taxi that no one should mention this incident to their mother when they got home and just let it be.

——

With the family of three finally reunited, Mrs. Zhen was beaming with joy every day. The siblings were on summer break and their lives were exceedingly comfortable.

Other than the worry that Zhen Yu’s menstrual period was dragging on for ten days until it ended, overall, everything was quite good.

Mrs. Zhen was always concerned about her daughter’s health, and as soon as she learned that her period had ended, she immediately took her to see a traditional Chinese medicine doctor.

At that time, the majority of doctors were genuinely skilled, and after taking Zhen Yu’s pulse, the old Chinese medicine doctor began asking questions to Mrs. Zhen and Zhen Yu.

"Does your mother or grandma have this kind of health issue?"

"No!" Mrs. Zhen said firmly.

"Oh," the old Chinese medicine doctor adjusted his glasses, "Did she ever fall into an ice hole when she was little?"

Zhen Yu looked at her mother, who shook her head, "No!"

"Are you fond of sweet treats? Do you especially love ice cream and popsicles?"

Mrs. Zhen pondered and replied: "Pretty normal, I guess! She doesn’t ask for it if her brother doesn’t coax her! Just eats about the same as other kids."

"What about her taste preferences? Does she usually enjoy spicy or greasy foods with a lot of salt or oil?"

"She doesn’t eat spicy,"

"Mom, I eat spicy."

"Ah? You’ve only been at the Han Family for a few months and you already dare to eat spicy?!"

Mrs. Zhen said with a hint of jealousy: "I’ve been raising you two for so many years, how come no matter how I tried, you wouldn’t even take a bite! Others have such a way with words! Should I send your brother over there to stay for a couple of days too..."

"..." This is a huge misunderstanding! Mom! Things are really not what you imagine!

It was only after her mother passed away in her previous life that she had no choice but to learn to eat spicy food! After all, how could strangers accommodate her taste preferences and set aside a bowl without chili pepper before adding it to every dish? And the cafeteria’s cheap meals only came in one or two varieties, it wasn’t possible to have dishes without chili pepper all the time...

My head is pounding! How am I supposed to explain this to my mother now...

Before Zhen Yu could continue to think, the old doctor asked another question, "In the past year or so, have you particularly craved strong flavors, constantly eating spicy food?"

"That can’t be! Aunt Han’s family doesn’t have strong flavors either!"

Zhen Yu nodded, "Yeah! It’s not strong. What I’ve been eating recently has been pretty normal!"

"Hiss..." The old doctor had asked for so long and couldn’t find a reason, "... Have you caught a cold within the last three months?"

Mrs. Zhen looked at her daughter, and Zhen Yu recalled for a moment, "Yes! Once, a little over three months ago."

"What happened?" Mrs. Zhen immediately got anxious when she heard this!

The old doctor wanted to ask as well but was preempted by Mrs. Zhen; he now also focused on Zhen Yu, waiting for her response.

"Er..." Zhen Yu knew she shouldn’t hide anything from a doctor, but she was also afraid of upsetting her mother. After pondering, she said: "It was just classmates messing around. They stuffed ice and snow under my seat cushion, and I sat for so long that it melted..."

"Did you get diarrhea?" Mrs. Zhen asked with a stern face.

"Um... Yes, vomiting and diarrhea..."

"What was the exact date?" the old doctor asked.

"It was just after the Tomb-Sweeping Festival."

The old doctor calculated the time, "Let’s consider it a hundred days then!"

"Let it be! I’ll prescribe you some medicine for warming the womb first, drink that. If you get your period normally next month, then it’s a cold womb! No need to change the prescription, just keep drinking it for half a year."

"What if my period doesn’t come next month?" Mrs. Zhen listened carefully and sensed something was off.

"If it doesn’t come next month, you keep drinking it too! Then we’ll see how long it takes for it to come a second time." The old doctor contemplated for a moment, "If it comes after another hundred days... then we’ll have to change the medicine! It means your daughter’s condition is quite serious, it’s possible she was supposed to get her period during the Tomb-Sweeping Festival, but it got suppressed by the cold!"

"Catching a cold before or during your period creates different consequences compared to catching a cold on ordinary days! You’ll have to be more careful in the future!"

"Got it, doctor! But what if, what if it doesn’t come even after a hundred days?" Mrs. Zhen grew more anxious.

The old doctor naturally replied, "Then you will have to take her to the hospital to get checked out! Perhaps get an ultrasound or something..."

Upon hearing this, Zhen Yu’s eyes nearly bulged out like a frog’s!

Oh my! What kind of miraculous strategy is this? When you can’t treat it yourself, you even refer customers to Western medicine...