Chapter 1380: Chapter 1382: Some New Varieties Have Been Added to My Shop_1
"That serious?" Ye Zi’an asked, "Can you cure her?"
Mu Shaoling didn’t speak for a moment.
Yang Chuxia, however, knew that this must fall under muscular atrophy, but more severe. Muscular atrophy causes muscle weakness and can leave patients bedridden for long periods, but she had never heard of it causing the internal organs to atrophy as well; it was likely there were other complications involved.
Upon hearing this, Mu Shaoling honestly shook his head, "I’m not very confident at the moment. It’s the first time I’ve encountered such a condition. But since I’ve taken on this patient, I will do my best to treat her while I’m in Funan. If I can’t cure her, then it’s just her bad luck."
It must be said that Mu Shaoling was actually quite interested in this condition; any doctor would naturally have a desire for knowledge and curiosity about new diseases.
"Tsk, why don’t you blame your own medical skills instead of blaming her luck?" Dongyang spoke up again.
"Crunch... Aunt Dongyang, crunch... Uncle’s medical skills are very good, Daddy Beauty said he’s the best," Yangyang said while grasping a handful of beans, eating them with a satisfying crunch that made Yang Chuxia want some too.
Hearing this, Mu Shaoling became proudly complacent, "Did you hear that? My medical skills are the best, even a child so small knows it."
Dongyang just hummed twice in response and ignored him.
"Yangyang, give some of your beans to Mommy."
"Oh, Mommy, these are beans Grandma made, they’re really tasty," Yangyang said, untying his purse, "Grandma said they’re a new flavor."
"Really?" Yang Chuxia looked at them and noticed they were different in color from those at home; they seemed coated in something, "Why do they smell like eggs?"
"That’s because they are eggs," Yangyang explained. "I saw Grandma making them; she said she wants to sell them in the store."
"Hmm, go give some to your aunts and uncles to try," Yang Chuxia said, "It looks like we’ll have some new varieties in our store."
She noticed there were also peanut-flavored ones.
"Xiaxia, you can also wrap peanuts in sweet potato," Dongyang suggested after trying some, "When I was little, I saw my mother make it. Mashed sweet potato mixed with peanut bits—it’s quite tasty."
"Hey, that’s true, I hadn’t thought of that," Yang Chuxia said. In the past, she had eaten purple sweet potato with peanuts, but since they didn’t have purple sweet potatoes here, red sweet potatoes should work. "I’ll have my mother try making some; we’ll probably have a new product soon. Thanks for the idea, Dongyang."
"Verbal thanks are useless," Commandery Princess Dongyang waved her hand, but her gaze was locked onto Yangyang, unsettling him with its intensity.
"Auntie!"
"Heh heh," Dongyang chuckled, "Just give me your son as a son-in-law, I’ll take this little guy."
"Sure, sure," Yang Chuxia hadn’t even spoken yet when Yangyang started nodding eagerly himself, "The little sister must be very pretty."
The speed of his response was swift, and his agreement was unequivocal.
"..." Yang Chuxia deeply felt that a son outgrows his mother’s boundaries; was it really okay for him to decide so readily to give himself away?
"..." Ye Zi’an deeply doubted if someone had switched his son, how could the little guy be so superficial?
"Hey, how can your kid be such a lecher? You just fancy my daughter because she’s pretty, right?" Mu Shaoling turned his head, bristling with arrogance, "I disagree!"
"Why, Uncle, am I not good enough?" Yangyang looked forlorn.
"Yangyang, good boy, it doesn’t matter if your uncle disagrees, I agree," Commandery Princess Dongyang said, fond of Yangyang, "Auntie will let my daughter be your bride."