Pretending to Cultivate in Kindergarten-Chapter 281: The Miracle Medicine Pill

After seeing Lin Zhengran reply with a simple "ok,"

Little He Qing couldn’t hide her happiness. She tucked the package into her pocket and started chatting away with Lin Zhengran, her little fingers tapping excitedly on her phone.

“Are you busy these days, Lin Zhengran?”

Whether in the North or South, He Qing was undeniably a top-tier beauty—especially after she grew into her looks in middle school.

When she was younger, there were people who used to bully her, but starting from middle school, it was all secret admirers and boys trying to strike up conversations.

And there wasn’t a small number of them, either. Walking down the street, she would often become the center of attention.

Just like today—on her way out, a guy came up to ask for her number.

"Miss, you're so beautiful. Could I have your phone number?"

He Qing was so engrossed in chatting with Lin Zhengran that she almost brushed past him without noticing. It wasn’t until they nearly bumped shoulders that she turned her head and pointed to herself, blinking. "Were you talking to me? Sorry, I didn't hear."

The guy nodded awkwardly.

"I... I was saying you're really beautiful. Can I get your number?"

He Qing blinked again. Her voice was still sweet, but it lacked the shy, bashful tone she used when talking to Lin Zhengran. "Sorry, I’m alre—I'm married. You should ask another girl. Best of luck to you!"

"Huh? Married? How old are you?"

"It’s true. I’m chatting with my husband right now," she said seriously, then picked up her phone and kept walking, chatting with Lin Zhengran without giving the guy another explanation.

Looking at her screen, Little He Qing’s cheeks blushed again. In her heart, having been intimate with Lin Zhengran meant she was already his wife.

She was now Lin Zhengran’s wife. Saying she was married wasn’t a lie in her mind.

Holding the package from Lin Zhengran, she headed home.

Little He Qing lived in a village with single-story houses, but it was conveniently close to a small town, so getting around was easy.

"Grandma, I’m home!"

She pushed open the door and entered the house.

Inside, she heard her grandma respond from the inner room, sitting on the bed: "Qingqing’s back?"

"Mm, Grandma, how are you feeling today?"

Little He Qing entered the room and sat beside her grandma, noticing her water glass was empty and promptly refilled it.

Grandma thanked her with a smile. "Thank you, Little Qingqing."

"You're welcome, Grandma."

"What were you doing out?"

Little He Qing said, "Went to pick up a package." Her face flushed pink as she added in a small voice, "My boyfriend mailed it to me."

"Oh, that Lin Zhengran boy?"

"Mm-hmm."

"I heard this trip to the North was just you and Lin Zhengran? Did you have a good time?"

Little He Qing pulled the two tinfoil-wrapped pills from her pocket. "Yes! It was so much fun! My boyfriend treats me so well!"

Although she still remembered which pill was bigger, she double-checked Lin Zhengran’s handwritten note just to be safe and confirmed that the bigger pill was for Grandma.

She carefully tucked away the letter and handed the larger pill to her grandma. "Grandma, Lin Zhengran made this for you. He knows medicine. After hearing you hurt your back, he specially made it for you. Try it and see if it helps."

Grandma, with her aged, wrinkled hands, took the pill, half skeptical. "A pill? He bought this?"

"I told you, he made it himself, not bought."

"Qingqing, your boyfriend can even make medicine? Isn’t he the same age as you?" freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

"He is, but he's amazing! He can do everything! Oh, and while we were traveling, he said he might visit us sometime. I’ll bring him to meet you then. Come on, Grandma, take it! Maybe your back will stop hurting."

"Where would there be such a magical medicine? My back pain’s an old injury. But since it's from Qingqing’s boyfriend, I’ll give it a try. I just swallow it directly?"

"Emmm, let me check what he wrote."

After checking the back of the note for instructions, she told Grandma, "Yes, he said just eat it directly."

Grandma nodded and, without overthinking, popped the pill into her mouth.

Just like when Jiang Jingshi was treated, the pill, filled with a trace of spiritual energy, instantly dissolved into a warm liquid and slid down her throat.

Grandma froze for a moment, surprised. "What a magical medicine! It just melted instantly! It’s like when the Iron Fan Princess swallowed Monkey King!"

Little He Qing giggled.

"Grandma, you still love using that kind of metaphor."

Grandma laughed too. "Grandma’s tired now. I need to lie down and rest for a bit. Go play."

"Okay."

Little He Qing helped Grandma lie down comfortably on the bed.

"Grandma, get some good rest. I’m heading back to my room."

Although the medicine was specially prepared by Lin Zhengran, neither He Qing nor Grandma really thought too much of it. They both assumed it was just a general tonic—better than nothing, but nothing miraculous.

But sometimes reality can be truly surprising.

As the pill's energy circulated through her body, Grandma furrowed her brows slightly, rubbing her stomach.

"Why does my body feel so warm... and so comfortable..."

That afternoon, Aunt He drove home from work.

She was still worried about her mother's back. She knew it wasn’t a recent injury—it was a lingering issue from when Grandma was young, a condition that often flared up with age. Once it acted up, recovery could take a month or two, if not longer.

Parking the car in front of the house, she was about to enter when she heard strange sounds coming from the backyard garden.

She thought it was her daughter. "Qingqing? What are you doing out there?"

The moment she pushed the door open, Aunt He’s eyes widened, her jaw dropped.

She stood there, utterly stunned and dumbfounded.

Because she saw her mother—the same mother who needed help just to go to the bathroom a day ago—now wielding a hoe in the vegetable garden, working vigorously.

Grandma was swinging the hoe with strong, powerful movements, turning over the soil with ease!

Even Little He Qing standing nearby was too shocked to speak.

Panicked, Aunt He rushed over, all her usual sternness gone. "Oh my goodness, Mom! What are you doing?! Stop that right now!"

Grandma saw her daughter and, wearing a rare smile of lively freedom, said, "Home from work?"

"No, Mom! What are you doing? Why are you working the garden? Wasn’t your back supposed to be out of commission?"

Grandma straightened up and placed a hand on her back. "What’s there to be afraid of? I feel perfectly fine now! Sure, it’s been a while since I moved around, so I get tired easily, but my back doesn’t hurt at all!"

She twisted her waist lightly. "See? I’m really better!"

"Huh?" Aunt He couldn’t understand. Was she dreaming?

Seeing her daughter’s stunned face, Grandma laughed:

"I knew you’d be shocked. Qingqing was too—she freaked out earlier, asking what was going on. It’s all thanks to that medicine! Qingqing’s boyfriend gave me a magical pill. I took a nap afterward, and when I woke up, my back pain and leg soreness were all gone—completely!"

"What?" Aunt He seriously thought she must be dreaming.

Little He Qing, still wide-eyed with amazement, laughed and said, "Mom, you think you’re dreaming, right? Honestly, me too... But Grandma really did get better all of a sudden, and she even insisted she had to move around a bit!"

Aunt He frowned deeply, looking from her daughter to her mother. "What on earth happened? I was only gone for one day, and everything’s upside down now!"