The moment Lu Mosheng heard the words “Songjia Village” and “pig farm,” she knew whose pig farm had collapsed without even needing to guess.
Song Jiayan carried her into the township clinic.
Since she was pregnant and couldn’t take medication freely, the doctor gave her some precautions to follow and checked the baby’s heartbeat. After that, the doctor sent Lu Mosheng and Song Jiayan home.
On their way back, they ran into Shen Dusong.
The rain the previous night had been so heavy that Shen Dusong was also worried about the baical skullcap and lingzhi mushrooms in the fields, so he had come over to check on them.
When he saw that the crops were fine, he finally relaxed. However, he noticed that Lu Mosheng’s complexion didn’t look right, so he reached out to take her pulse.
The more he examined her, the more deeply he furrowed his brows.
“Have you recently been feeling tightness in your abdomen or a heavy, downward pressure when you walk?”
Lu Mosheng nodded. “Yes, I have.”
But wasn’t that normal? As the baby grew bigger, it was natural to experience abdominal tightness and a feeling of heaviness when walking.
Besides, she’d been busy running around and exhausting herself lately, so she hadn’t given it much thought.
Looking at Shen Dusong’s deeply furrowed brows, she asked, “Is something wrong?”
Shen Dusong replied, “It’s strange. Your pulse is extremely irregular. Let me give you an example to help you understand.”
Afraid she might not understand, Shen Dusong explained further.
“It’s as though two opposing forces are fighting inside your body, one righteous and one evil. The righteous force is barely suppressing the evil one. But now that you’ve developed a fever, the situation has become worse. This could be very dangerous for the baby in your womb.”
Lu Mosheng understood what he meant.
However, in her previous life, she had given birth to her child safely, without suffering any serious complications. After the baby was born, there hadn’t been any major problems, either.
She had been reborn and was no longer following the same path as her previous life, yet something was wrong with the baby in her womb.
Could it be that…?
No matter how much she thought about it, Lu Mosheng couldn’t figure out what had gone wrong.
Meanwhile, Song Jiayan stood nearby, growing increasingly anxious as he listened to Shen Dusong’s words.
Noticing his anxiety, Shen Dusong reassured him.
“I’ll write a prescription. Just prepare the medicine according to the instructions and have her drink it three times a day. After seven days, she should be out of danger.”
With that, Shen Dusong took some paper and a pen and quickly wrote out a prescription.
Song Jiayan accepted it from him.
“Thank you, Mr. Shen.”
Shen Dusong had arrived quickly and left just as quickly.
Song Jiayan, meanwhile, went to get the prescribed medicine.
Lying on the bed, Lu Mosheng began thinking back over everything that had happened recently.
As she thought, her gaze eventually fell on a jar of pickled cucumbers in the corner.
Ever since becoming pregnant, she had been craving sour foods. Since she had grown more cucumbers than they could eat, she had used the extras to make pickles.
Bai Xing had once offered to help her prepare them. After Bai Xing finished helping, Lu Mosheng had simply left the jar aside.
There had been only one occasion when Song Jiayan unknowingly brought the pickled cucumbers to the table. Thinking he had bought them, Lu Mosheng had eaten a couple of bites.
…
Following Shen Dusong’s prescription, Lu Mosheng had taken the medicine for only three days before her fever had almost completely subsided.
At the same time, good news arrived about the baical skullcap toothpaste.
Not only was demand far exceeding supply, but customers who had purchased the toothpaste reported that it genuinely seemed to reduce internal heat and inflammation while freshening their breath.
Unlike the advertisements for other brands, which often contained exaggerated or misleading claims, this toothpaste appeared to live up to its promises.
“We’ve purchased baical skullcap from other suppliers, too,” the businessman who had previously come to buy their herbs explained. “But the toothpaste made from your baical skullcap seems different from the toothpaste produced using herbs we bought elsewhere.”
This was precisely why the toothpaste was in such short supply: the raw materials were scarce.
Otherwise, with the toothpaste selling so well, why would they let such a lucrative business opportunity slip through their fingers?
The businessman who had previously purchased their baical skullcap suddenly slapped two thick bundles of red banknotes down in front of Lu Mosheng and Song Jiayan.
“Twenty thousand yuan in total. Consider it a buyout payment. From now on, you supply your entire baical skullcap harvest exclusively to me. What do you say?”