After hastily hiding Wang Tiezhu in the wardrobe, Zhang Qiaohua straightened her clothes and opened the door.


    Zhou Danian, the village bully, stood swaying with alcohol-flushed cheeks. "Took you long enough," he slurred, eyes crawling over her body. "Hiding a lover?"


    "J-just napping," Qiaohua stammered, fingers trembling as she poured him water. The drunkard''s gaze turned predatory.


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    "Be my woman," Zhou suddenly lunged, pinning her to the bed. His boot kicked a stray slipper – then came muffled giggles from the wardrobe.


    "Three people hide-seek!" Tiezhu chirped when discovered, his childlike grin enraging Zhou. The bully shoved him violently.


    As Tiezhu''s head struck the nightstand, his ancestral jade pendant shattered. Emerald light surged into his skull, awakening ancestral memories: "I am your progenitor''s sealed consciousness. Our medical legacy died with time... until now."


    Ancient knowledge flooded his mind – herbal formulas, qi circulation diagrams, even combat stances. When his eyes reopened, the village fool''s gaze held unsettling clarity.