Sun Jing’an’s wife had something on her mind.
She went to seek Su Ruanruan.
At the café near the hospital, Mrs. Sun Jing’an shared her troubles.
Su Ruanruan smiled faintly and said, "This isn’t difficult."
Mrs. Sun Jing’an was overjoyed.
She seized Su Ruanruan’s hand and whispered, "Ruanruan, I knew you’d have a plan! Tell me quickly."
Su Ruanruan leaned in and murmured a few words.
Mrs. Sun Jing’an looked surprised.
After a moment, she smiled and sincerely praised, "Ruanruan, you make everything seem so easy!"
Su Ruanruan took a delicate sip of her coffee.
She said, "Let her gloat for a few days! The more she does, the more flaws she will reveal."
Mrs. Sun Jing’an grew closer to her.
Recalling her husband’s instructions, she said somewhat uncomfortably, "Ruanruan, that Spirit Pearl Grass is quite pretty! If it’s convenient, could you move a couple more pots over to me?"
Su Ruanruan was surprised.
But then she smiled and said, "I’ll have someone send a few over!"
She made a phone call.
Right then and there, Gui Zhi meticulously prepared two beautiful pots for delivery.
The old Mrs. Sun was entertaining guests.
Mrs. Yin was reading from the Medical Scripture, item by item for the elderly lady to hear.
The old Mrs. Sun was very pleased.
She found Mrs. Yin to be very capable.
Just then, the housekeeper brought in two boxes of plants.
The cautiousness! It was something to behold.
The old Mrs. Sun asked, "What is this, being brought into the house?"
The housekeeper said with a smile, "These were sent by young Master Jingyan’s wife. They say it’s a rare plant, placed by the bedside to foster affection between husband and wife."
The old Mrs. Sun couldn’t bear to listen further.
She waved her hand, directing people to take them upstairs.
She told Mrs. Yin, "It must be something Jing’an wanted, that old man but never serious!"
Mrs. Yin forced a smile.
The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, but deep down, she was extremely jealous of Shuci.
She too wanted a pot to beguile Yin Changhe, but she couldn’t quite bring herself to ask for it.
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She often visited the Sun Mansion.
She also visited Sun Anran, but Anran was indifferent to her.
Mrs. Yin didn’t mind, telling Yin Mingzhu, "Once the medicine I’ve prepared takes effect, she’ll recognize my good deed."
She said this with confidence.
Although the Medical Scripture was missing pages, there were still many formulas for nourishing the skin.
She just needed to make one or two, and Sun Anran’s skin would whiten and smooth out.
The Sun family would come to regard her as a miraculous doctor.
Mrs. Yin was full of enthusiasm.
Her husband was no longer a concern, busy with the medicinal herbs all day long.
Finally, she concocted a skin-nourishing formula.
She prepared the medicine and personally delivered it to the Sun family.
She intended to watch Anran apply it, but Anran, after all, was an 18-year-old girl.
Anran refused, saying to Mrs. Sun Jing’an, "I don’t want to be watched."
Mrs. Sun Jing’an found it difficult.
The old Mrs. Sun also doted on her granddaughter and couldn’t bear to have her body seen by others.
She asked Mrs. Yin to speak downstairs.
Mrs. Yin was not unhappy; she waited for the medicine to take effect.
Yin Mingzhu was also there, truly admiring her stepmother.
Just when the Yin mother and daughter were fully confident, hurried footsteps came from upstairs.
Mrs. Sun Jing’an ran down the stairs.
Her face was panicked, her voice urgent, "Something’s wrong with Jing’an, Anran has developed a rash all over her body from that medicine."
She started crying, "Hurry and take a look!"
Sun Jing’an immediately went upstairs.
Mrs. Yin was panic-stricken, and even Yin Mingzhu looked at her with suspicion.
Mrs Sun Jing’an knew how to handle a crisis.
She seized the moment to grasp Mrs. Yin’s shoulder, scolding, "Mrs. Yin, what grudge do you have against me? Why do you so desperately seek to harm Anran?"
Mrs. Yin was at a loss for words.
She said, "At least let me take a look."
At that moment, Sun Jing’an came down carrying Anran.
Indeed, the exposed skin was covered in fine rashes.
The evidence was undeniable, irrefutable.
Mrs. Sun Jing’an, noble and frantic with concern,
slapped Mrs. Yin hard, vowing, "If anything happens to Anran, you’ll pay with your life!"