Chapter 100 Mother-in-law takes action

Si Yan frowned slightly and recognized that it was his schoolmate Lu Jing who had had dinner with him last night.

He raised his wrist to check the time, his brows furrowed into the shape of a "川" character. "I have to go to the Chinese medicine clinic today, so I'm afraid I'm going to be late. Can you take a taxi to Jishiditang?"

"Maybe what I ate last night was not right. I have been vomiting since I came back..." Lu Jing's voice was weak, and when it came from the other end of the receiver, it sounded a bit like Lin Daiyu was possessed.

With only half an hour left before the consultation, Si Yan pondered for a moment, then replied in a deep voice, "Send me the address."

When they arrived at the community that Lu Jing mentioned, she was standing downstairs with a pale face. When she saw Si Yan, she raised her hand to support her forehead, and her body swayed slightly.

Si Yan glanced at her face and saw that the weakness on her face did not seem fake, so he said nothing more. He just turned sideways and motioned her to get in the car and sit in the back seat, intending to take her directly to Jishidiang.

Lu Jing was a little upset. She was sick, but he didn't let her sit in the passenger seat, even though Si Yan had explained to her that day that the passenger seat was his wife's seat.

As he started the car, his eyes casually glanced at the passenger seat and center console—usually filled with Su Nian's belongings, snack bags, small dolls, and casually placed hair ties. But now it was completely empty, without even a trace of her presence. Suddenly, something pierced his heart, and a sense of emptiness washed over him.

As soon as I arrived at Jishidiang and got off the car, I ran into Zhang Minghua head-on.

Zhang Minghua's face darkened and she walked quickly towards Si Yan. Her high heels tapped on the marble floor, and every sound seemed to hit Si Yan's heart - what a great BGM of "Mother Has Arrived".

"What's going on?" Her voice was low, yet piercing with sternness. "Have you forgotten the rules of Jishiditang? You're late for work! How did you get your medical license when you're so irresponsible? Are you planning on retaking Professional Ethics?"

"Mom, she is my junior schoolmate and she suddenly had acute gastroenteritis..." Si Yan tried to explain, but was interrupted before he could finish his words.

"Bring her to my clinic." Zhang Minghua didn't give his son any room to explain. He called out to the nearby guide, "Xiao Li, take this girl to Clinic Number Three."

After saying that, he turned to Si Yan again, his tone as cold as ice, "You don't need to worry about this place anymore. Go do your job and don't keep the patients waiting."

As she turned to walk towards the clinic, she turned back and asked calmly, "How is your wife doing recently?"

"Not bad." Si Yan's voice was a little deep, and his fingertips curled up in the pocket of his white coat.

These words fell clearly into Lu Jing's ears, and her heart skipped a beat. The little bit of luck she had just felt was gone in an instant - it turned out that what her senior brother said about being married was actually true.

She tightened her grip on the guide's arm slightly, and a barely perceptible embarrassment crossed her face.

Si Yan walked quickly towards the clinic. When passing the triage desk, he took out his cell phone, his fingertips hovering over Su Nian's dialog box, hesitating whether to send anything.

She said she was at her mother's place last night, and she might not be awake yet at this time.

He stared at the screen for a moment, finally turned off the phone, pushed the door and walked into the clinic.

On the other side, Su Hong went to the tailor shop, while Su Nian took a taxi back to his home in Jinghua Garden.

As she inserted the key into the lock and turned it, she felt a strange sense of unease. Opening the door was like opening a blind box. Would she draw "Empty-Nest Husband" or "Chaotic Scene"?

She opened the door and saw the sunlight in the living room falling on the sofa. The pillows were neatly arranged, and the glasses on the coffee table were clean. It was still the familiar look. But she wondered if that person still felt the same way about her.

Su Nian plunged into the studio and started to get busy.

In Zhang Minghua's clinic, she was taking Lu Jing's pulse.

She placed three fingers on the girl's wrist pulse. Without even raising her eyelids, she asked calmly, "How many times have you vomited? Do you have any abdominal pain?"

"I've vomited five or six times since last night, and my stomach is aching." Lu Jing's voice was still weak, but her eyes were quietly looking at the furnishings in the clinic - the rubbings of "Compendium of Materia Medica" hanging on the wall, and a few dried mugworts in the blue and white porcelain vase beside the table, exuding an ancient atmosphere everywhere.

I've heard for a long time that my senior's family is a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners and they own several clinics. She has been abroad in the past few years and has always been thinking about Si Yan in her heart - it's such an inner drama of "I have a secret crush on my senior and an unrequited love across the ocean".

When he returned to China, he heard that Si Yan was still single, and he immediately got close to him.

After a moment, Zhang Minghua withdrew his hand, took out a tissue and wiped his fingertips: "The pulse is floating and thin. It's acute gastroenteritis caused by food stagnation. It's nothing serious."

She picked up her pen and wrote on the prescription pad, "I'll prescribe some Xiangsha Yangwei Pills for you, and a few injections to relieve the vomiting."

"Thank you, Doctor Zhang." Lu Jing responded obediently. Her eyes fell on the handwriting on the prescription and she couldn't help but praise, "Your handwriting is really beautiful, very similar to Senior Brother Si Yan's." - trying to turn on the "praise mode" to get closer.

Zhang Minghua glanced at her and handed her the prescription without saying anything. He said, "Go and pay." - cold.jpg.

Lu Jing took the prescription and looked a bit embarrassed: "I... I left in a hurry and didn't bring any cash."

"Mobile payment is also available. The cashier accepts various platforms." Zhang Minghua's tone was calm, but his eyes were sharp. --Then began the "tea tasting" session.

"I just came back from abroad, and mobile payment hasn't been set up yet..." Lu Jing lowered her head, her voice as thin as a mosquito, and her fingers nervously twisted the corners of her clothes.

Looking at her like this, Zhang Minghua already understood about 70% of what she was thinking.

She put down the pen in her hand, leaned back in her chair, and said slowly: "Then I'll pay for you. Don't go to see Doctor Si. His patients are lined up in the corridor this morning, and he's busy."

After a pause, she deliberately emphasized her tone: "Besides, he is already married, and his wife is pregnant. We can't let him be distracted."

Lu Jing's face turned red, spreading from her ears to her neck.

She also studied Traditional Chinese Medicine, so how could she not understand the gastroenteritis caused by food stagnation? She was just looking for an excuse to see Si Yan, relying on the friendship they had had for dinner last night.

At this moment, Zhang Minghua exposed her thoughts and pointed out that Su Nian was pregnant. She felt her face burning and couldn't even lift her head. She could only mumble "Thank you, Doctor Zhang", took the prescription and hurried away.

Watching her fleeing back, Zhang Minghua snorted coldly. This girl's thoughts were written all over her face.

My daughter-in-law is young and innocent, and as her mother-in-law, I cannot let her suffer any injustice.

This kid Si Yan, let’s see how he explains when he gets home tonight!

At noon, Zhang Minghua asked Si Guoqing to call his son personally and ask him to return to the old house in the evening - this family tradition needs to be rectified.

Si Yan had a lot of patients during the afternoon, which was naturally a special arrangement by Zhang Minghua.

He was so busy that he didn't even have time to eat on time, let alone go home. He didn't even have time to make a phone call. He only found time to send a message: "There are too many patients today, so I won't be back at noon. Please eat well."

At this time, Zhang Minghua came to Jinghua Garden with a health-preserving soup and some side dishes.

Since her son is busy, she has to come. ——This wave, this wave is called "mother-in-law's loving care"!

This was the first time she stepped into her son and daughter-in-law's home.

The doorbell rang. Su Nian got up and opened the door, a little surprised: "Mom, why are you here? Please come in." She quickly stepped aside to let her mother-in-law in.

"Your house is quite tidy." Zhang Minghua changed his shoes and placed the lunch box on the dining table. "Niannian, come and eat! I brought some soup."

After a pause, he added meaningfully, "It's specifically for nourishing the brain."

"Thank you, Mom!" Su Nian then realized that her mother-in-law had come specially to bring her food.

——Wait, this soup... is there something else going on?