Chapter 132: Nothing in the world is difficult for one who sets their mind to it

People who often dream know that waking up mid-dream gives a fifty percent chance to continue dreaming, and a fifty percent chance of having no dreams at all and sleeping soundly until morning.

Shen Man belongs to the latter; she tossed and turned, finally fell asleep, but did not resume the dream.

When she woke up the next morning, the images of last night's dream in her mind vanished like an eraser.

Only a feeling of regret remained, quickly interrupted by an urgent bladder; she hurriedly got up, put on her shoes, and in her cotton pajamas went to relieve herself.

As for Tangyuan, it had long been gone from the room.

When she used to read novels, she always had a doubt: the female lead never seemed to go to the bathroom a few times.

Now thinking about it, she still couldn't figure it out.

She actually likes squatting in the bathroom; she does it almost every morning.

After taking care of her business, she picked up a tea jar, squeezed toothpaste, bent over, and brushed her teeth and washed her face at the well.

At that moment, she heard the door next door opening; presumably her sister-in-law had also woken up.

Sure enough, she soon saw her sister-in-law's figure, carrying a water bucket over, saying:

"Manman, good morning—I'm heating some water. What would you like to eat this morning? I'll make noodles."

This is the only food she can cook without making a mistake.

"Hmm, I'll make porridge this morning; another day I'll try your cooking."

Shen Man, hearing that, politely declined; she had eaten noodles for several days straight and now feared seeing them.

Cooking porridge, cooking porridge—it never goes wrong.

"That's fine; I'm not picky."

Pei Yan Ting let out a sigh of relief; she really isn't picky.

She had promised her brother-in-law to look after her sister, and now she felt a bit embarrassed.

After rinsing her mouth, Shen Man directly used the freshly drawn well water to wash her face.

Everyone who has a well at home knows that well water is warm in winter and cool in summer, with a suitable temperature.

In the past, during summer, people had no refrigerators; how could they eat chilled watermelon?

The answer is to hang the watermelon in the well for a few hours; when taken out it's pleasantly cool, its texture not inferior to watermelon chilled in a fridge.

Oh right, watermelon.

Shen Man thought of watermelon, and her saliva couldn't help but start flowing.

The open space in the area, if we could plant watermelons there…

As a watermelon enthusiast, it's really hard to refuse this fruit!

Shen Man gathered her wandering thoughts, lifted her foot, and entered the kitchen…

Simmer over low heat; ordinary porridge doesn't need fancy techniques—just a simple home-style method.

"Meow."

Tangyuan happily gnawed its teeth on the hall's threshold, occasionally making pleasant sounds.

It had been looking forward to this all night; the owner said it would give it a whole fish to eat!

Shen Man could feel Tangyuan's inner joy; she picked up the soft, cute Tangyuan, sat affectionately in a chair, and groomed the little creature's fur.

"When I have time, I'll make you some chew sticks and little toys."

She had seen others keep cats, with cat treats, cat food, cat trees, and cat teaser wands.

To keep a cat, one needs not only love but also certain financial means, to create the conditions.

"Meow."

Tangyuan comfortably stretched all four paws, unable to help but spread out; although it didn't yet know what materials the owner would use for the chew sticks and toys, since the owner said so, it meant they wouldn't go back on their word.

"Owner, you're really good to it!"

"It's a pity that for now it's on Sea Island and hasn't met other cats; otherwise it could show off how great its owner is..."

After an hour, the thin porridge was done.

Shen Man went next door to call her sister-in-law over for breakfast, and on the way sliced two salted duck eggs.

The yolks were fatty and oozing oil, looking appetizing enough to boost one's appetite.

The aunt and niece already had many topics in common; now that Shen Man had become a disciple of Pei Lao Ye Zi, their relationship grew even closer.

"Manman, besides my grandfather, you should also be polite to the other three grandfathers; they are pillars of the medical field, each possessing miraculous medical skills..."

"Short of someone's hand, soft of someone's mouth."

Pei Yan Ting felt embarrassed to eat her sister's porridge for free, so while waiting for the porridge to cool down, she explained to her sister the situation she knew.

Shen Man listened with great interest, and at the same time developed a sense of awe toward some events and ideas of this era.

She didn't feel like she had transmigrated into a book; knowing some plot points didn't let her look down on all the paper people beneath the clouds.

On the contrary, she felt insignificant, merely having squeezed into this niche track of transmigration.

In the torrent of the times, the break in traditional Chinese medicine is not beyond remedy.

If we all work together, someone will always carry on the tradition, leaving precious treasures for future generations.

Not like in her previous life, when she could only stare helplessly at foreign museums, exhibition halls, and libraries displaying her own cultural heritage...

"Manman, if you want to become a military doctor, you must train your physical strength; otherwise, even if your professional knowledge is solid, you cannot go to the battlefield to exert your maximum effect."

Pei Yan Ting spoke earnestly; as an elder sister-in-law like a mother, she truly wanted to guide her sister onto a military medical career.

However, to be frank, she really did worry a little about her sister's insufficient stamina; she had originally thought her brother-in-law at home could supervise her a bit.

Who would have thought? Her brother-in-law and her husband both chose to join special training...

"Okay, sister-in-law, I've decided: from now on I'll run three laps around the family compound each morning; once I get used to it, I'll gradually increase the number."

"Then I'll also do thirty sit-ups in the morning, noon, and evening to train my waist and abdominal strength."

This is what Shen Man can currently think of as a suitable exercise plan for herself.

Other things are too tiring; she feels she won't be able to persist.

Too light, and it doesn't meet the standard for training the physique.

Still the same saying: you can't get fat in one breath.

She first gets used to training, then increases the training intensity, so that her body becomes accustomed to training.

Over time, she will be able to forge a strong physique.

"Hmm, for now like this; there are still four months until the preliminary assessment, keep it up."

Pei Yan Ting nodded; her sister's plan is indeed quite good.

Nothing in the world is difficult for one who sets their mind to it.

Alright, from now on she will watch eagerly, hoping her sister will smoothly pass the military doctor's exam and become her comrade-in-arms!

One day, when the troops need them, they will charge forward together, plunge into the frontline battlefield, and for the soldiers, rescue the dying and heal the wounded!

"I have a younger sister named Pei Yao; she currently works at the Capital's First People's Hospital, she is a physician."

"If there's an opportunity, I'll introduce you to each other; you'll surely become close sisters."

"Good, sister-in-law, I'll also be watching eagerly."

Shen Man's eyelid twitched; Pei Yao?

In the original story, she was deliberately set up as a control group opposed to Lu Manman, holding a superb hand like a pair of kings, but in the end, overshadowed by Lu Manman, the pearl was covered in dust and turned dim and lackluster!

Back then, when she read the book, she felt regret for this female supporting character.

Although her conditions were so good, in every aspect she was no worse than Lu Manman, yet she ended up with a lamentable fate...