Although this brother doesn't talk much, his eyes are very sharp. Wang Yingyue has been in awe of him since she was a child.

At this moment, he was staring at her, making Wang Yingyue feel like she was being seen through.

"Brother, why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?"

After hearing this, Wang Yingsheng asked, "Yuer, do you have a clear conscience when you say this?"

This made Wang Yingyue even more panicked.

My brother never speaks to her so seriously. What happened today?

Wang Yingyue couldn't figure it out.

Suddenly, she suddenly remembered the sudden sound of footsteps when she was making the phone call just now.

Could it be that the noise was sent by my brother?

Did your brother hear what she said?

Wang Yingyue suddenly felt a little scared and slowly lowered her head.

His hands were clenched together nervously, and he remained uneasy for a long time without answering Wang Yingsheng's question.

Both brother and sister were silent.

In the end, Wang Yingsheng didn't expose his sister's story. Instead, he gave her a meaningful reminder, "As a person, all you need to do is follow your instincts and have a clear conscience. My father taught us since we were young that a doctor has a compassionate heart. I hope you'll think about this carefully."

After saying that, Wang Yingsheng turned and left.

After she walked away, Wang Yingyue bit his lip unwillingly and whispered, "What benefit can a doctor's kindness bring us? Brother, I'm not like you who only seeks comfort. I'm still young, and I want to see the outside world instead of spending my whole life alone in this deep mountain forest."

…

Dr. Wang’s eyesight was indeed poor, so a round of acupuncture took him more than an hour.

Because of his old age, he was exhausted from concentrating for a long time. After the acupuncture was over, his mental state was not very good.

Seeing this, An Yunxiang quickly helped the old doctor to sit down and rest, and poured him a glass of water.

As for Si Mochen, he was fully concerned about Xia Zhichu's condition. He reached out and touched Xia Zhichu's forehead and found that the high fever had shown signs of subsiding, which made him feel relieved.

Doctor Wang drank some water to catch his breath, cleared his throat, and said, "Her condition is stable now, but this leg problem is a chronic condition that has accumulated over many years. It will be difficult to recover in a short time. If acupuncture is used, it will take at least a month of continuous needle application."

Si Mochen turned around and asked, "Will she be able to fully recover in a month?"

Doctor Wang shook his head and said, "No, her condition is quite special. I can only try to stimulate her nerves to prevent her legs from losing sensation for a long time. As for the effectiveness, it depends on the patient's body's tolerance. Whether she can fully recover is still uncertain."

The hope that had just risen on Si Mochenjun's face quickly faded away.

He looked at Xia Zhichu lying on the hospital bed. His face was still a little flushed because the high fever had not completely subsided. Besides anxiety, he felt more heartbroken.

Although it is unclear what this woman went through six years ago, this leg disease must have tormented her for several years.

But what about her six painful years?

Where is he again?

She had long forgotten all her memories, and was invincible in the business world with her thunderous tactics, wantonly flaunting all her achievements.

As a husband, he is actually incompetent.

Whether it was six years ago or six years later, I have never been able to protect her.

As for his identity as a father, it was also a failure.

If the child had not lost his father's love since childhood, Si Nianchu would not have had the mental retardation.

Although everything has gradually returned to normal, Xia Zhichu encountered problems at this time. This is clearly God's punishment for him.

An Yunxiang looked at Si Mochen's frustrated and guilty expression and comforted her, "Don't worry, sister-in-law is such a determined woman, she will definitely get better."

Because Dr. Wang was too tired, An Yunxiang didn't stay in the room for long and helped him go back to rest.

Si Mochen stayed to accompany Xia Zhichu, and soon after, Xia Zhichu slowly woke up.

Seeing the unfamiliar environment around him, Xia Zhichu's mind was in chaos.

She was not in a good mood on the plane and fell asleep in a daze. She has no idea what happened afterwards.

When Si Mochen saw her open her eyes, he hugged her with joy and asked, "How do you feel?"

After adjusting to the surroundings, Xia Zhichu said in a hoarse voice, "Is this where Doctor Wang lives?"

Si Mochen said, "Yes, we have arrived. Doctor Wang also gave you acupuncture treatment just now, and your fever has gradually subsided."

When Xia Zhichu heard this, he supported his tired body and tried to get up, "I want to go see the old man."

The other party helped her, so she should go and thank him in person.

Si Mochen stopped her from moving. "You just woke up and are still weak. You must lie down and rest. As for Mr. Wang, he is also exhausted after treating you. Yun Xianggang has also helped him back."

After saying that, he quickly poured a glass of water for Xia Zhichu.

After a high fever, one will definitely want to drink water. Moreover, Xia Zhichu's lips are already peeling and cracked, so you can imagine how dehydrated he is.

Xia Zhichu was indeed thirsty. He took the water and drank it quickly, and his throat felt much better.

Si Mochen asked, "Still drinking?"

Xia Zhichu nodded and went to pour another cup.

After drinking five large glasses of water, Xia Zhichu felt like he was alive again.

She moved her feet and found a slight pain, which should be the sequelae of acupuncture. Fortunately, she regained consciousness and her legs were still normal.

Seeing her frown, Si Mochen offered to massage her again, "The old man said that your condition requires acupuncture for a month to recover, so you've been getting acupuncture lately."

Xia Zhichu was not afraid of injections, but this month was too long.

They can afford to wait, but what about the two children?

And what about Si Mochen's job?

Si Mochen saw through Xia Zhichu's worries at a glance, held her hand, and comforted her, "I've left the child in the care of Lei Yanchao. I guess if Lei Yanchao is busy, he won't have time to take care of the child, so he will send the child directly to the Lei family to be taken care of by Old Master Lei. But you don't have to worry, Old Master Lei loves children very much, and with the countless servants in the Lei family, he will definitely take good care of our children."

"As for my work, Yan Sen will take care of it. You just focus on recuperating. I'll stay here with you and treat it as a vacation."

To be honest, after hearing Si Mochen say this, Xia Zhichu felt touched and relieved.

She was sick, but he took all the responsibilities, allowing her to recuperate without any worries. This made Xia Zhichu's eyes a little sore, and she got up and threw herself into his arms.

"Thank you, Mr. Si!"

"Silly boy, you are my wife, it is my responsibility to protect you!"

Si Mochen patted her back gently, and the two of them embraced each other sweetly, but they didn't know that in the corner, a strange pair of eyes was staring at them.