Watching them leave with a sigh of relief, Lin Li sat back down on the sofa and picked up the thick report.

"Dr. Lin, I'm so sorry to have troubled you!"

Seeing Lin Li's furrowed brows, Old Master Yu apologized again.

"fine!"

Lin Li said nonchalantly, though she was actually quite eager to try treating this kind of strange disease.

"Dr. Lin will stay at my humble abode for the next few days. The Luo siblings will come to pick you up after they have taken care of the formalities!"

Lin Li nodded and settled in.

The Luo siblings did indeed act very quickly.

The next afternoon, the two took the completed paperwork, bought plane tickets, and flew to Paris that night.

...

In 1985 Paris, plane tree leaves fell softly in the cold rain, turning the Champs-Élysées into a golden carpet.

In Luo Zhenguo's private villa, the heating was on full blast, but it couldn't dispel the pervasive smell of medicine and anxiety in the air.

"Dr. Lin, this way please."

As soon as the Luo siblings arrived at the villa, they took her directly to the master bedroom.

When I opened the master bedroom door, I saw the caregiver using a thermometer to measure the temperature of the patient lying in bed.

"Let me see the patient first."

She said softly, placing her medicine kit on the bedside table.

Luo Zhenguo lay on the bed with a sallow complexion, but his cheeks were flushed with an abnormal redness, and his lips were dry and chapped.

His gray hair was soaked with sweat and stuck to his sunken forehead.

He was breathing rapidly, each breath accompanied by a faint gasp, and the cashmere blanket covering him rose and fell gently with his breathing.

Various medicine bottles were scattered on the bedside table, and the liquid in the IV tube was slowly dripping down, but it did not improve the patient's condition at all.

Lin Li sat down on the chair by the bed and gestured for the caregiver to move the thermometer away.

She extended her right hand, gently placing her index, middle, and ring fingers on Luo Zhenguo's wrist, and closed her eyes to concentrate.

The room was so quiet that only the ticking of the antique wall clock and Luo Zhenguo's heavy breathing could be heard.

The two Luo siblings held their breath, watching her fingers as she took their pulse with trepidation, not daring to even breathe loudly.

A moment later, Lin Li opened her eyes, gently lifted Luo Zhenguo's eyelids to examine the fundus, and then carefully listened to his heart and lungs with a stethoscope.

Her movements were gentle and professional, and she was meticulous in every step.

How long has the high fever lasted?

She gently asked as she wiped the old man's chapped lips with a cotton swab dipped in warm water.

"It's been half a month already."

Luo Wenxuan's voice trembled, "Western doctors said they couldn't find the source of infection, and even the best antibiotics didn't work. My body temperature kept going down and then going up again."

Lin Li nodded and opened the sandalwood medicine box.

The box contained various silver needles, moxibustion sticks, pulse pillows, and a dozen small porcelain bottles with labels.

She took out three silver needles, sterilized them over an alcohol lamp, and then, with focused concentration, slowly inserted them into Luo Zhenguo's Baihui, Quchi, and Zusanli acupoints.

The moment the silver needle pierced through, Luo Zhenguo let out a weak groan, and his tightly furrowed brows seemed to relax a little.

"Has he been feeling thirsty these past few days, but the more he drinks, the thirstier he gets?"

Lin Li twirled the silver needles while observing the old man's reaction.

“Yes! That’s right!” Luo Wenshan said excitedly. “The doctor also said it was strange. He drinks a lot of water every day, but his lips are still so dry, and he always says he feels hot and bothered.”

Lin Li had basically determined the diagnosis in her mind.

He began to mobilize his internal energy and flicked his hand.

The silver needles rang out in unison!

The Luo siblings had long heard of Lin Li's amazing skill, but they were still stunned when they saw it in person.

That's truly incredible skill!

After a moment, Luo Zhenguo's breathing gradually calmed down, and the flush on his face subsided somewhat.

Lin Li pulled out the silver needle, gently pressed the needle hole with a sterilized cotton ball, and then took out a small ceramic jar from the medicine box, which contained a dark brown ointment.

She used a bamboo stick to pick up the ointment and gently applied it evenly to the red rash on the old man's arm.

"You should apply these ointments to him regularly, three times a day."

Lin Li handed Luo Wenshan a porcelain bottle with a label on it, saying, "It contains herbal extracts that clear heat and detoxify, and can relieve the itching of rashes."

She then took out paper and pen, wrote down the prescription in fluent French, and handed it to Luo Wenxuan.

"Go and get the medicine according to this prescription. Remember to use dried tangerine peel that is at least three years old and wild honeysuckle. Decoction twice a day, take it on an empty stomach in the morning and evening, and drink one dose in three separate servings."

When Luo Wenxuan received the prescription, his eyes were filled with surprise and admiration.

Dr. Lin's French is so good too!

Lin Li used a thermometer to measure Luo Zhenguo's temperature again. It was 37.8 degrees Celsius. Although he still had a fever, it had dropped significantly from the previous 40 degrees Celsius.

She breathed a sigh of relief. "That's enough for today. I'll come back tomorrow to administer acupuncture and change the dressing."

She packed her medicine kit, her voice tinged with weariness, "Give him some millet porridge these next couple of days, keep the room well-ventilated, but don't let the cold air blow directly on the patient."

Luo Wenxuan nodded hurriedly, looking at his father on the bed whose breathing was gradually stabilizing, he was too excited to speak.

"Dr. Lin, thank you so much!"

Luo Wenshan held Lin Li's hand tightly; her palm was burning hot, and her eyes were filled with tears.

"You are truly our family's savior!"

Lin Li gently withdrew her hand. "Don't thank me yet. We need to observe for a few more days to determine the effectiveness of the treatment."

She walked to the window, pushed it open a crack, and the cold air, carrying raindrops, rushed in.

"This ventilation is good!"

After explaining Lin Li's instructions to the caregiver, Luo Wenshan walked to Lin Li's side.

"Dr. Lin, you must be tired after such a long flight. Let me take you to your room to rest."

Lin Li nodded and followed her to the room.

Once the door was closed and the location was set, Lin Li returned to Beijing in an instant.

She was in such a rush to go abroad this time that she didn't even have time to tell Lin Laosan.

Upon arriving at the courtyard house, Lin Li came out of her room, looked up at the sky, and saw a sky full of stars, with complete silence all around.

The room where Lin Laosan and the two little ones lived was also completely silent.

I walked into the main room and looked at the clock on the wall. It was only three o'clock in the morning.

There is a seven-hour time difference between Paris and Beijing.

She pouted, went back to her bedroom, lay down on the bed, and fell fast asleep.

I felt like I had just closed my eyes when I heard noises outside.

Lin Li rubbed her eyes, stretched, yawned, got up, and got dressed.

As soon as I opened the door, it was already bright outside, and the courtyard was bustling with activity again.

"mom?"

"grandmother?"

Lin Laosan and the two little ones were extremely surprised when they saw Lin Li.

I raised my wrist to check the time; it was already past 10 a.m.

"Aren't you going to school today?"

Lin Laosan: ...

The two little ones: ...

"Mom, it's Sunday today, time to rest..." Lin Laosan said softly.

Lin Li: Oh dear~~~ She forgot about the time difference again.