The doctor saw that Qiao Jing couldn't be stopped, so he shook his head, sighed, and said nothing more.

Xing Xiaomeng smiled and said to Qiao Jing, "Jingjing, you go ahead with your work, I'm going to check on your brother."

Qiao Jing nodded faintly, wiped away her tears, and went back to her office.

After leaving the hospital, Mr. Qiao calmly said, "I think Jingjing is right this time. Although the instruments are rigid, the test results don't lie. Even if you want Su Luo to continue treating you, we should ask her what the results are. She studied Western medicine herself, so I believe she will give an explanation."

Wen Fanghui frowned: "But I'm cured."

“It’s good that you’re better, but no doctor can guarantee that the entire treatment process will go smoothly. We’re just being cautious. If you’re not comfortable asking, then I’ll ask. Judging from Su Luo’s style, she’s a straightforward person. Let’s keep things separate.”

Mr. Qiao doesn't care who treats his son, as long as the result is good. It's normal to ask questions if there are any problems.

Wen Fanghui thought for a moment and nodded.

Thinking about the outcome, she was also worried.

"You don't need to ask, I'll ask myself. I should know my own physical condition."

Qiao Lei spoke through the car window.

"Okay, we'll ask during the acupuncture session today and let them know afterward."

Mr. Qiao nodded.

That's how it was settled.

So when Su Luo came to give Qiao Lei acupuncture that night.

After getting into the medicinal bath tub, Qiao Lei said, "We went to the hospital for a physical examination a few days ago. My mother's results were very good, but my results had some problems. The doctor even suggested that I be hospitalized for recuperation. I didn't want to be hospitalized, but I was also curious why, even though I felt that my body was recovering well, the test results showed that I had heart dysfunction?"

Qiao Lei pondered for a long time before finally deciding to ask directly.

Su Luo paused in her hand, holding the silver needles, because if Qiao Lei said to slow down again, she would have put him to sleep.

She changed a few acupoints and calmly answered Qiao Lei's questions.

"Your heart is healing, and there will be various changes in this process. The data from Western medical instruments are all correct. It's like when you cut yourself, the scab looks different when it's forming and when it's finally healing. It may look bloody and mangled, but it's actually healing. As I've said before, it takes a long time to see the results."

Su Luo gave Qiao Lei an analogy to show him that this was indeed the case.

"Take another physical exam in two months and see the results. Don't go for too many checkups in these two months, as too many tests are not good for your health."

Su Luo calculated the time and figured it should be about two more months. She thought that a check-up at that time would show improvement.

Qiao Lei nodded: "Okay."

"Do you have any more questions? If not, you'll fall asleep after these two injections."

Su Luo thought for a moment and then asked again.

Qiao Lei looked at the silver needles in Su Luo's hand and immediately asked, "I slept very well last night, but the doctor said I might have been unconscious. What happened?"

"That's his guess. You didn't faint. The medicinal bath contains calming ingredients. If you soak in it every day, you'll naturally sleep well. In health preservation, eating well, sleeping well, and having a good mood are also a form of healing. That's why traditional Chinese medicine always says to maintain a good mood and get plenty of rest."

Western medicine's speculation is based on test results, since they did not use instruments to monitor Qiao Lei's physical condition in real time, but only made reasonable inferences based on the results.

Qiao Lei was her patient, so she was well aware of his condition.

"I see, I'm fine now."

Qiao Lei smiled. He felt that Su Luo was quite interesting to talk to. She didn't go on and on, but she answered every question to the point.

When Su Luo heard him say that everything was fine, she immediately inserted the needle.

Qiao Lei fell asleep within two minutes.

When the time came, Su Luo took out the needle and woke Qiao Lei.

She also packed her things and prepared to go back to her dormitory.

Wen Fanghui took the fruit platter and personally escorted Su Luo to the car, instructing the driver to drive slowly before returning to the main building.

Qiao Lei was sitting on the sofa in his bathrobe, eating fruit.

Upon seeing Wen Fanghui arrive, Qiao Lei relayed Su Luo's answer.

"What Su Luo means is that your heart is like a wound that is healing, so Western medicine detects abnormal data during this process. Once the wound has healed, the data detected by Western medicine instruments will return to normal."

Wen Fanghui understood.

Qiao Lei's heart disease was originally a heart condition that surgery couldn't improve. Su Luo's description of it as a wound was accurate; it was a wound that couldn't heal. The abnormal data now is because the wound is healing.

Wen Fanghui realized this, and tears instantly welled up in her eyes: "Xiao Lei, let's persevere for another two months, cooperate well with the treatment, and let this wound heal so that it won't hurt anymore."

The thought of her son having a heart wound pains Wen Fanghui.

Qiao Lei nodded. He trusted Su Luo. Su Luo said that the test results would be different after two months, so he would wait and see after two months.

Two months later, it was almost the end of summer vacation.

"Her explanation makes sense, so let's see how it goes in two months."

After hearing this explanation, Mr. Qiao had nothing to say.

"Mom and Dad, you should get some rest. I think what Su Luo said makes a lot of sense. Eat well, sleep well, and keep a good mood."

After hearing Su Luo's explanation, Qiao Lei felt very relieved and had no other thoughts.

He didn't want to think about anything else; he just wanted to eat and sleep well every day.

Wen Fanghui nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes."

Xing Xiaomeng remained silent, thinking about Qiao Jing, and she became unhappy again.

Qiao Jing asked her to keep an eye on Qiao Lei at night to see if he was unconscious.

Xing Xiaomeng was also a little worried. She observed for two days and found that Qiao Lei was indeed asleep.

If you pinch him, it will hurt; a person who is unconscious is not as sensitive to pain.

Qiao Jing asked her to tell her everything about her family, which annoyed Xing Xiaomeng, but she couldn't refuse.

"What's wrong, Xiaomeng? Are you unhappy?"

Qiao Lei noticed that Xing Xiaomeng seemed a little down, so he immediately asked her what was wrong.

Looking back on the past month or so that she had stayed by his side, Qiao Lei was deeply moved.

“Honey, I want to go back to my parents’ home. Your treatment is going well, and my mom misses me. I’ll go back and spend some time with her before I come back.”

Aside from her mother asking her to go back, Xing Xiaomeng also genuinely wanted to go back to clear her head.

The Qiao family manor is very luxurious, but she doesn't feel free living there.

Most importantly, there's also a younger sister-in-law who's having conflicts with her family.

Qiao Lei is her husband, so Qiao Jing has no choice but to turn to him.

"Okay, then let's go to the mall tomorrow to buy some things and I'll have the driver take you home."

Qiao Lei smiled and said that he was in good health and could go out without any problems. As a son-in-law, he felt he hadn't done enough, but he would make up for it as soon as he recovered.

"OK."

Xing Xiaomeng laughed too. Finally, she could go back and relax. She also wanted to see what good things couldn't be said over the phone and had to be told to her in person when she got back.