Shen Xiuyan restrained Lian Cheng and whispered in her ear, "Give me some face in front of Grandpa."
Lian Cheng then stopped struggling.
"good."
Shen Xiuyan released Lian Cheng, put his arm around her shoulder, and walked up to Old Master Shen. "Grandpa."
Old Shen snorted, "Do you still respect me as your grandfather?"
He came in and started flirting with the young girl. Just pretend you didn't see him.
He's never been ignored like this by his own grandson before!
angry!
"Grandpa, you're my grandpa, you won't run away. But if my wife doesn't chase me, she will."
"You!" Old Shen didn't know what to say.
His grandson, who was usually quiet and reserved, was joking in front of him for the first time.
"How could you be so easily fooled by a woman?!"
“Grandpa treated Grandma the same way back then,” Shen Xiuyan retorted perfectly.
"Your grandmother was a lady from a distinguished family..."
“Lian Cheng is the best in my heart, no one can compare to him,” Shen Xiuyan said directly.
Lian Cheng is the daughter of the richest man in China, but she's just too low-key to talk about it.
If he had known, perhaps Old Shen wouldn't have been so critical of the two of them.
Old Shen sighed.
Lian Cheng frowned slightly and pulled on Shen Xiuyan's hand.
"What's wrong?"
"May I take your grandfather's pulse?"
Shen Xiuyan was pleasantly surprised.
He knew that Lian Cheng was a highly skilled doctor, but he never expected that she would actually be willing to take his grandfather's pulse!
The name of the legendary doctor Lian Qiao had spread throughout China since the Zhou family, but unfortunately, the doctor never made a move again.
"Grandpa, shall Lian Cheng take your pulse?"
Mr. Shen: ?
He came to break them up, so how did he end up taking their pulse?
Shen Xiuyan grabbed Old Shen's hand and placed it on the table. Lian Cheng then placed his pulse point directly on Old Shen's wrist and carefully felt it.
Shen Xiuyan watched Lian Cheng's expression nervously.
Her brow seemed to furrow slightly.
Mr. Shen: !
I feel like an outsider.
Lian Cheng withdrew his hand, and Shen Xiuyan released Shen Lao's hand.
Lian Cheng glanced at Shen Xiuyan, unsure whether to speak here.
"Go ahead and tell me."
"It requires acupuncture combined with traditional Chinese medicine."
Old Shen smiled. His health had been treated by both Western and traditional Chinese medicine doctors, but it hadn't improved much.
But he's old and has a more open-minded attitude.
Tell me, what's wrong with my body?
"I had a gunshot wound to my leg, and it was still aching, and it was getting worse."
"Anyone who has seen me using a cane knows that."
"You have a knife wound on your left shoulder. The wound must feel uncomfortable on rainy days, right?"
"Go on."
"In addition, when you were young, did you often work late into the night, have irregular rest times, and experience a lot of mental stress?"
"All entrepreneurs have them."
"Recently, I have been experiencing noticeable soreness in my limbs, dizziness, and even tightness in my chest."
Old Shen didn't say anything; the little girl was absolutely right.
"Actually, these are all minor issues; some medicine can help. It's just that the headache and rheumatism require acupuncture."
"Are you a doctor?"
"I know a little about it."
Damn, you were right about everything, and you even know a little bit about it?
Shen Xiuyan took paper and pen from the waiter and gave them to Lian Cheng, who quickly wrote down the prescription.
When Mr. Shen saw Lian Cheng's handwriting: ...
The brushstrokes are vigorous and powerful, and the characters are grand and imposing.
This girl must be eighteen years old, right?
Is it written this well?
Lian Cheng handed the prescription to the butler, "One dose a day, and have your pulse checked again in half a month?"
"You're not qualified to join my Shen family."
"You could ask me out again and try to persuade me to leave? But don't bother preparing a check, that's naive!"
Mr. Shen: ...
housekeeper:……
How did she know that Mr. Shen had actually prepared the check?
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