"Are we still getting a divorce?"
Her rough husband threatened her while gripping her waist. She had no choice but to beg for mercy, "No, we're not getting a divorce, we'r...
Seeing Jiang Yuan following behind Lin Jiao like a lackey carrying a medicine box, Ye Yun was slightly taken aback and exchanged a silent glance with Qin Zheng.
Why is Jiang Yuan following behind Lin Jiao?
While Ye Yun and Qin Zheng were surprised, Jiang Yuan skillfully placed the medicine box on the table, took out paper and pen from it, and neatly laid them out on the table, his practiced movements suggesting he was used to doing this.
Lin Jiao quickly began the consultation process.
Ye Yun, standing nearby, watched as she calmly and composedly took Xun Xiangbin's pulse.
After taking Xun Xiangbin's pulse, Lin Jiao lifted his eyelids and then turned to ask Ye Yun, "How long has he been starving? His health is so poor, and his internal organs are also having problems. What serious thing happened?"
sure.
Is this the kind of medical skill that can be learned from a medical book?
Absolutely not.
Ye Yun gave Lin Jiao a meaningful look, but didn't ask any more questions. She glanced at Xun Xiangbin on the bed and said truthfully, "I heard something very sad, and I was locked up for two or three days. I haven't had a drop of water, and that's how I ended up here."
Lin Jiao nodded.
She put down Xun Xiangbin's thin, bony wrist, stood up, and said fluently, "Physical weakness is one thing, but the main problem is his severe emotional distress, which has damaged his internal organs. If a person's will is destroyed, it's hard to say what will happen next."
After she stood up, Jiang Yuan immediately handed her a damp handkerchief.
Lin Jiao glanced at Jiang Yuan with a complicated expression, but finally took the handkerchief and slowly wiped her hands that had been touched by the patient.
After she finished wiping her hands, Jiang Yuan naturally took the wet cloth from her hands.
He turned and walked to the washbasin by the wall, his tall figure with his back to everyone, silently cleaning the handkerchief.
Ye Yun was surprised.
As if she had discovered a new continent, she glanced silently at Jiang Yuan, who was standing with his back to her and had bought a handkerchief, and then looked at Lin Jiao with a curious and puzzled expression.
Lin Jiao twitched her lips.
Who knows what's gotten into Jiang Yuan lately? He said he had nothing to do at home and insisted on coming out with her to seek medical advice.
God knows how inconvenient it was for her to bring a former acquaintance to see a doctor, especially since that acquaintance was her ex-husband!
She hit him, she cursed him, but she just couldn't get rid of him.
Could it be that she delivered medicine to Jiang's mother twice, causing this person to misunderstand something?
She simply couldn't bear to see Jiang's mother suffer from back pain every winter, so she sent Jiang's mother the ointment she made herself twice.
She had committed many evil deeds in the past, and a fight with Jiang's mother caused Jiang's mother to strain her back, leaving her with a chronic condition. In the cold and damp winter, Jiang's mother's back would ache whenever it got cold. Unable to bear the guilt in her heart, she sent her some ointment.
She suspected that it was her two bottles of ointment that caused Jiang Yuan to misunderstand her.
Lin Jiao thought she needed to find time to thoroughly explain things to Jiang Yuan, so she first wrote down a prescription and handed it to Qin Zheng, who was standing next to her.
Before she could even speak, Jiang Yuan skillfully told Qin Zheng, "There's a traditional Chinese medicine shop near the school, around where your pastry shop is. The medicine there is quite affordable, and the owner is honest. You can get your medicine there."
Qin Zheng was taken aback, wondering when he had become so knowledgeable about this field after changing careers.
Ye Yun was also dumbfounded.
Lin Jiao was speechless. Wasn't this what she often said to patients' families?
Modern Chinese medicine is not as weak as it was in later generations, and there are fewer merchants who cheat on weights and measures. As a medicine that can cure diseases and save lives, not many people dare to counterfeit it.
She recommended the one next to the school to her patient because it was owned by her maternal grandfather.
Jiang Yuan, however, was unaware of this.
They had been married for many years, but Jiang Yuan had no feelings for her. Apart from politely accompanying her to her parents' home during holidays, he never paid any attention to any other relatives.
Qin Zheng gave the prescription to Lao Gao.
Old Gao rode his sidecar motorcycle off to get the medicine.
Xiao Hai, who remained, lay by the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), his little face expressionless, quietly gazing at Xun Xiangbin, who lay unconscious on the kang.
Lin Jiao then gave some instructions on precautions.
For example, make sure Xun Xiangbin takes his medicine on time and that his three meals a day are nutritious. In addition, you should also encourage Xun Xiangbin to be optimistic from the bottom of his heart, because mood has a great influence on the recovery of the disease. If he is always depressed, he will eventually take his own life.
Ye Yun nodded.
As soon as Xun Xiangbin woke up, she told him that Luo Xiujuan was still alive.
After making all the arrangements, Lin Jiao planned to leave.
Before she could speak, Jiang Yuan tactfully gathered the medicine box beside him, quietly slung it over his shoulder, said goodbye to Qin Zheng, and prepared to leave with Lin Jiao.
He followed Lin Jiao throughout the entire process.
Upon meeting his friend Qin Zheng, he didn't even have time to go out for a smoke and exchange a few polite words with Qin Zheng.
Behind the glasses, his eyes were incredibly calm. He stood there indifferently, but his gaze remained fixed on Lin Jiao, who was talking to Ye Yun, as if he were waiting for his wife who was about to get off work.
This realization sent a shiver down Ye Yun's spine.
Qin Zheng stared at Jiang Yuan in disbelief, wondering if there was something wrong with his eyes or with his brother.
It was Ye Yun who called out to Lin Jiao.
"Lin Jiao, wait a moment."
Lin Jiao withdrew the foot that had already stepped out the door, turned her head to look at Ye Yun, her eyes filled with a hint of confusion, "What's wrong?"
"Come here for a moment."
Ye Yun beckoned to her, calling her into the house to talk further.
At the same time, Qin Zheng also stepped forward and said to Jiang Yuan, "Long time no see, want to go out for a smoke?"
After saying that, she pushed Jiang Yuan out.
Inside the house, Ye Yun grabbed Lin Jiao's hand and asked urgently, "What's going on between you two?"
Outside, Qin Zheng handed Jiang Yuan a cigarette: "What's going on between you and Lin Jiao now?"
Ye Yun continued, "Why is Jiang Yuan following behind you? Have you two made up?"
Qin Zheng followed up, saying, "Da Lin asked you to go south, but you wouldn't go. So you were working under Lin Jiao to make a living. What? You regret it? Want to make up with her?"
Ye Yun immediately grabbed Lin Jiao's hand, her face resolute: "You can't go back so easily. If he wants to be with you, he should carry you in a grand sedan chair, formally propose marriage, and marry you into his family as a new wife."
Qin Zheng also said, "Brother, are you just lusting after her? Have you really thought this through?"
Jiang Yuan and Lin Jiao: "..."
Inside one room, outside the other, two people were being questioned. They looked up and their eyes met through the slightly open window.
The moment their eyes met, they were both open and honest, neither of them looking away guiltily.
Jiang Yuan stared intently at Lin Jiao in the room through the window, his emotions behind his glasses were hard to discern, but he was unmistakably captivated by her.
Lin Jiao's gaze was even more open than his; she rolled her eyes and disdainfully looked away.
Jiang Yuan: "..."
"Look at you, they don't even like you anymore."
Qin Zheng smiled, his eyes full of interest.
Jiang Yuan was embarrassed, but he wasn't angry. He just pursed his thin lips into a line, and his eyes behind his glasses gradually darkened, making it even harder to discern his expression.
The window slammed shut with a bang.
With his vision blocked, Jiang Yuan's eyes behind the glasses appeared even darker.