Chapter 20: The Storm is Coming She has been waiting for this opportunity...

The visiting time in the ICU is only half an hour.

Grandma usually has the habit of getting up early to practice exercises. The energetic old lady always enjoys eating and is in better physical condition than Shen Jiang.

But Shen Jiang noticed that the muscles in grandma's arms and thighs began to atrophy, and she had been lying in bed unconscious for more than ten days. This was an inevitable result.

Fortunately, the nurses in the ICU pay great attention to the patients' pressure sores, and my grandmother has not developed any yet.

Knowing that grandma likes cleanliness, Shen Jiang first wiped her face and hands carefully with warm water, then her body, and then helped her trim her grown nails.

"Grandma, I found a lot of good medicine."

The person on the bed was breathing steadily and showed no reaction at all.

As if thinking of how excited the old lady would be, Shen Jiang continued, "Well, of course there's the wild Cistanche deserticola you've been dreaming of. Ginseng? I don't think I've ever found any. But the mountain is so big, maybe I can dig up a bunch for you tomorrow. You can go to the store and see for yourself when you wake up."

"You've been unable to lie down for a long time?" Shen Jiang tilted his head and continued chatting with the person in front of him who had his eyes closed. "How about we make a bet? I bet that you can be transferred from here to a regular ward this month."

A passing nurse noticed the family of bed 17 kept mumbling, and she couldn't help but say, "The patient may not be able to hear you right now."

Shen Jiang pretended not to hear and continued, "Why is musk so hard to find? You can't buy it here, and you can't find it on that mountain either."

She went to the hilltop in front of Julong's house last night to patrol, but she didn't see a single living creature, let alone musk deer, not even the most common little rabbits.

Patients who are in a coma due to brain trauma are slow to wake up. When treating them, we should focus on the three characteristics of phlegm, blood stasis and wind. My grandmother's face and lips are dark and her nails are purple, which is caused by blood stasis.

Shen Jiang believes that Tongqiao Huoxue Decoction is the most promising medicine to save his grandmother. This is a famous prescription created by Wang Qingren, a famous doctor in the Qing Dynasty. It can dredge the meridians and activate blood circulation.

Musk is the best medicine for opening the orifices and refreshing the mind.

She had witnessed her grandmother using this prescription to cure a worker who had fallen from a height. The worker had been in a coma for more than a year at the time and was a complete vegetable. He often needed suctioning of phlegm and was cured by her grandmother using Tongqiao Huoxue Decoction combined with Ditan Decoction.

She injected one dose a day for more than three months, and used up all the musk her grandmother had.

Three months later, the man recovered and woke up.

Shen Jiang still remembers being fourteen years old at the time. She felt so honored that her grandmother had saved such a patient, and her heart was filled with joy and admiration. People from the ward came one after another, including the director, the hospital director, and even reporters, all rushing to report on this miracle.

At that time, she never imagined that her grandmother would need this musk one day.

In my dream, I must have thought of giving my grandmother the Tongqiao Huoxue Decoction, but why didn't she wake up? The answer is self-evident—she couldn't buy musk. Musk deer became extinct decades ago, and the remaining musk has been sold at exorbitant prices. Despite this, it remains a rare commodity and is rarely available on the market.

The common medicine in palace fighting dramas that netizens joked about has become one of the sky-high priced medicinal materials that cannot be bought even if you have money in reality.

The visiting hours ended quickly, and Shen Jiang stroked his grandmother's hand reluctantly.

When I walked to the door of the ward, I heard a loud noise.

A sharp, old female voice was howling outside, mixed with the soft cries of a young child.

This made the family members who were about to leave the ward pause, and annoyance appeared on their tired faces.

"What happened? Why is there such a commotion outside?"

"Could there be a medical dispute? I heard that an old Chinese doctor in the city was beaten to death by his family because of a medical dispute."

Shen Jiang's spirits lifted, and her back, which had been somewhat drooping, straightened up almost instantly. She was too familiar with the voice outside.

It was Shan Guosheng's fucking voice.

She will never forget the video in her dream where Shan Guosheng's mother was beating her own sympathy to the public. This deliberately created image still makes people sigh many years later.

Sparks escaped from Shen Jiang's lowered eyes. Shen Jiang clenched his fists and felt the stinging pain of his nails digging into his palms. He felt an indescribable sense of relief and joy.

She had just provided the clues to the police yesterday morning, and just one day later, the Shan family started to take action, with an efficiency even higher than she had expected.

This family wanted to stir up trouble, but they never imagined that this was also the opportunity she had been waiting for!

Their ideas coincide to some extent.

Shen Jiang pushed aside the family members and saw the crowd watching in the corridor outside through the small transparent window on the door.

In addition to an old lady who was crying, there was also a middle-aged woman holding a little girl with an anxious look on her face. It was obvious that they were all coming for her.

Many onlookers took out their mobile phones to record the scene, but Shen Jiang saw that some of them were obviously internet celebrities. One of the internet celebrity male anchors she had asked for a price yesterday first posed in front of the mobile phone camera before pointing the camera at the group of young and old. It must be a live broadcast.

The hospital security had rushed over after hearing the news, but they did not dare to take action against an elderly lady and looked very hesitant.

Huo, now she doesn’t need to find anyone to come over.

Shen Jiang pushed open the door and went out first. He glanced down at the old man who was rolling on the ground, and a cold snort escaped from his throat.

The woman holding the child's eyes lit up when she saw Shen Jiang, and she quickly reminded her mother-in-law: "Mom...it's her, the fair and clean one."

The old lady Shan stopped crying immediately. After scanning the crowd with her sharp eyes, she quickly walked towards Shen Jiang.

With a thud, the old lady almost fell to her knees.

The middle-aged woman held her crying daughter in one hand and used her free hand to pull her mother-in-law. The muscles on her arms bulged and she almost fell down.

"Please, let my son go." The old lady shouted at Shen Jiang, her voice full of vicissitudes of life and obvious crying, which made people feel inexplicably sad.

Shen Jiang raised her eyebrows. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law worked together to set up the stage so quickly.

More and more people gathered around, and seeing that all the phones were quietly pointed at him, Shen Jiang looked at this group of old, middle-aged and young people with a look of panic and bewilderment: "What are you doing?!"

The middle-aged woman, her face covered in chloasma, was bare-faced and looked extremely haggard. She stammered, "You're the granddaughter of that doctor at Mingxin Hall, right? My husband accidentally injured your grandmother... Please, have mercy on me, and don't let my husband go to jail!"

The discussions around suddenly became louder, and many people who had already eaten the melon suddenly realized that they had accidentally eaten the hottest melon recently, and it was a fresh and hot follow-up.

Shen Jiang seemed to have just realized who they were and said coldly, "It's been two weeks since my grandma's accident, and you haven't come once in the meantime. Now you're here and you want me to let your husband go. Do you think that's possible?"

Then who will give her grandmother justice?

The middle-aged woman was clearly choked by her words, but her mother-in-law, Old Lady Shan, was quick to react and immediately burst into tears. "There's nothing we can do. My son has been missing for days. My husband has been on critical illness notice three times. If he hadn't held on to his last breath, wanting to see his son, he would have passed away long ago. He couldn't live without us. What a sin! If your grandma hadn't prescribed the wrong medicine for him and made him sick, our family would have been fine!"

The old lady's grievance and anger are so obvious. She is really pitiful. A good family was broken up because of her blind belief in traditional Chinese medicine and being harmed by quack doctors.

Many people who had read the gossip online and knew the truth could not stand it anymore, and dozens of condemning glances were directed at the young and fair-skinned girl.

"My grandmother is old and her head was hit by your son. She is still lying unconscious in the ICU. You have not apologized or compensated her, and you still blame her. I have never seen people as shameless as you."

Her voice was calm and steady, and she spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly, which made it hard to look away.

But as soon as she finished speaking, the discussions around her suddenly became louder, and those condemning gazes became tangible, burning around them.

An internet celebrity directly posted her shameless remarks on the platform, tagged it with the popular label of "TCM medical disturbance" to attract traffic to her live broadcast.

Not only can he make money, but he can also gain traffic. This time he really came to the right place.

Old Mrs. Shan was so angry at her daughter-in-law's justified blaming that she almost burst into a curse. Fortunately, her daughter-in-law pinched her wrist hard at this time and stopped her from speaking with her eyes. Thinking of the plan she had discussed with her daughter-in-law before coming, she took a deep breath and closed her mouth.

"As long as you are willing to reconcile, whatever you say is what it is. We will also cover your grandmother's medical expenses. If you have any other requests, just let us know. Do you think this is okay?" The middle-aged woman patted the back of her little daughter in her arms to comfort her, and showed a humble and flattering look to Shen Jiang.

Shen Jiang saw a hint of pride in her eyes and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

An old man finally couldn't stand it anymore. He shouted at Shen Jiang, "How dare you laugh like that? Forgive others when you can. They are orphans and widows, and they have come to this point. Just give in."

The internet celebrity who had secretly filmed Shen Jiang and posted the video also chimed in, "Exactly. Old and young, your grandma has hurt them like this and they still have to apologize to you. What else do you want?"

Shen Jiang showed no sign of being shaken by the accusations of these moral role models. Her expression remained calm, her slender neck unbending, her thin back straight. Watching these people's indignation, Shen Jiang found this ridiculous scene even more bizarre than her own fall into the dragon's lair.

Godwin is more reasonable than these people.

"What do you mean by 'what I say is what I say?'" Shen Jiang sneered. "If that's the case, then I want you to provide the patient with the remaining medicine residue. Do you have it? I want you to prove that it's your medicine that's faulty, not my grandmother's wrong prescription. Can you do that?"

The middle-aged woman looked surprised. She had never expected Shen Jiang to make such a request and was stunned for a moment.