Chapter 64 Mental Stimulation

"Master, do you want these herbs to make medicinal food?" Lin Qian asked, looking at the many herbs on the table.

Meng Yi nodded. "I think Miss Quan's spleen and stomach are severely damaged, but there are no other injuries. As long as she can eat, it will be fine."

You better watch out for what comes next, because medicinal food is my forte.”

"good."

I saw Meng Yi clean the medicinal materials and do some delicate processing.

"Look carefully. If you want the medicinal food to taste good, you must first process the herbs well and not make them bitter." Meng Yi taught Lin Qian as he prepared it.

Lin Qian watched carefully from the side.

Put the processed medicinal materials into a large casserole, then bring to a boil over high heat. After boiling, add salt and a piece of high-quality pork belly and continue cooking.

"All we have to do next is wait. It will be ready in about another hour." Meng Yi clapped his hands and said.

An hour later, the small kitchen was filled with the aroma of food. Lin Qian and Lin Shuo couldn't help but look at the casserole, swallowing their saliva.

"Master, this smells so good! Please make it for us next time!" Lin Qian used a lot of effort to move her eyes away, then looked at Meng Yi and said coquettishly.

Lin Shuo was also shameless. He came over and looked at Meng Yi with his big eyes, blinking.

Meng Yi smiled: "Don't act like a spoiled child. Wait until we get back. I'll make it for you when we get back."

"Yeah! Master is the best!"

"Long live Uncle Meng!"

"You two, stop joking. Hurry up and serve the soup and give it to Miss Quan." Meng Yi said as he looked at the brother and sister hugging each other and jumping around, and he couldn't help but smile at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

Lin Qian immediately opened the lid, scooped a bowl of soup, and brought it to Miss Quan's room.

Along the way, the maids couldn't help but stare at the soup in Lin Qian's hand, and the sound of them swallowing saliva could be heard one after another.

When she arrived at Miss Quan's room, Lin Qian saw Mrs. Quan. She was very beautiful, but there were dark circles under her eyes and her skin was pale. It was obvious that she had not slept well for a long time.

"Madam Quan, this is the medicinal food cooked by my master. Feed it to Miss Quan and it will cure her illness." Lin Qian said, then handed the soup in her hand to Madam Quan.

Mrs. Quan also smelled the fragrance, and hope burst out in her heart. She asked the nanny to help Miss Quan up and feed her personally.

Miss Quan was still in a coma at this time. Mrs. Quan fed her three spoonfuls of soup before she pried open her mouth and fed her one spoonful of soup.

Seeing her swallowing it on her own initiative and her eyelashes trembling, which showed signs of waking up, Mrs. Quan became even happier and fed her two or three more spoonfuls.

Miss Quan opened her eyes in confusion, glanced around, saw her mother, and was about to speak when Mrs. Quan fed her another spoonful of soup.

Immediately, Miss Quan widened her eyes and looked at the soup in Mrs. Quan's hand in horror.

Lin Qian hadn't left yet. Seeing Miss Quan like this, she immediately frowned and thought to herself that something was wrong.

Sure enough, the next second Miss Quan reached out and knocked over the soup bowl, then lay on the edge of the bed and retched. Looking at her like that, she seemed to wish she could vomit out her stomach.

"Xin'er! Xin'er, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me! Little doctor, look at her. What should I do?"

She was already very weak, and seeing her shoulder blades bulging when she vomited, Lin Qian couldn't bear it. She quickly walked to her side, reached out and pinched the back of her neck, making her faint.

Mrs. Quan hugged her daughter's thin body, tears kept falling down, and she kept calling "Xin'er Xin'er".

Based on the situation just now, Lin Qian has roughly figured out that Miss Quan Xiner does not suffer from anorexia due to spleen and stomach problems, but psychological anorexia.

But she is still so young, how could she have a mental illness?

Lin Qian looked at Madam Quan, who was crying, and asked, "Madam, did anything happen in your family before Miss Quan refused to eat or drink?"

After hearing what Lin Qian said, Madam Quan replied, "Yes, my father-in-law, Xin'er's grandfather, passed away. He loved Xin'er the most, and Xin'er also loved spending time with his grandfather the most."

It doesn't make sense that I developed anorexia because my grandfather, who loved me the most, passed away.

Lin Qian thought for a moment and then asked, "Was Miss Quan frightened or stimulated?"

Madam Quan frowned and thought carefully, then suddenly opened her eyes wide and said, "Yes! My father-in-law died of an acute illness. He was having breakfast with Xin'er that day when he suddenly felt unwell, spit out a large mouthful of blood, and collapsed."

Eating breakfast and bleeding?

"Could that blood have been spit onto breakfast?" Lin Qian asked.

Madam Quan nodded with difficulty, then burst into tears again, blaming herself: "At that time, our family was so anxious that we hurriedly arranged father-in-law's funeral and didn't pay much attention to Xin'er at all.

Now that I think about it, she must have been frightened by the blood-stained food on the table, so she refused to eat.

She wasn't doing well during those days, always looking dazed and dazed. Her wet nurse said she was having nightmares at night. We all thought it was because she missed her father-in-law, so we didn't take it seriously.

Lin Qian sighed. It seemed she was frightened. But if we could find the root of the problem, we could prescribe the right remedy.

Madam Quan touched Quan Xin'er's pale, thin face, and then asked Lin Qian, "Little Doctor, can Xin'er get better?"

"I'll go ask my master." Lin Qian didn't know what to do next, so she said this to Madam Quan and then went to find Meng Yi.

"Is that so?" Meng Yi frowned and paced back and forth in the room.

If Quan Xin'er's spleen and stomach were weak, he could use medicinal food to nourish her, but he had no way to help her mentally.

Lin Qian also scratched her head and walked around the room, thinking of various solutions in her mind.

At this time, Lin Shuo said, "What a pity! If only I could hypnotize her, wouldn't it be enough to make her forget this memory?"

Hypnosis? Forget?

Lin Qian and Meng Yi stopped at the same time and looked at each other.

Meng Yi excitedly slapped Lin Shuo's shoulder with a bit too much force, causing Lin Shuo to grimace in pain. "Uncle Meng, even if I said I couldn't figure it out, you can't hit me."

Lin Qian came over and held Lin Shuo's face, saying happily, "Shuo Shuo, you're amazing! We've figured out how to treat Quan Xin'er."

Lin Shuo blinked twice and asked in confusion, "How to treat it?"

"Let her lose her memory!" the master and the disciple said in unison.

Meng Yi said, "If we want to seal Quan Xin'er's memory, we have to use the Xuanyuan acupuncture method with eighteen needles in a group, and all the needles are placed on the head. I'm not sure.

Let your Uncle Qu come."

After coming up with a treatment plan, Meng Yi and the other two went to see Mr. Quan and Mrs. Quan and told them what had happened.

"Miss Quan is very weak now. If she doesn't eat, she might... If her memory is sealed, she can still be saved. You must make a decision as soon as possible." Meng Yi said to the two.

Master Quan and Madam Quan exchanged a glance, and Master Quan said, "As long as my daughter can be saved, any method is acceptable. I'll send for Doctor Qu right away."