Chapter 335 The wicked mother-in-law throws a tantrum in public, Dr. Su subdues her with a single injection!
One month later.
Gynecology clinic at a military hospital.
Su Yue removed her fingers from Zhao Hongmei's wrist and closed the medical record.
"Thin white coating on the tongue, strong pulse." Su Yue put the pen back in her white coat pocket. "Is your period still painful this time?"
Zhao Hongmei sat opposite her, her back ramrod straight.
That face, which was originally sallow and weathered, now has a healthy rosy glow.
Even her hands, which were always dry and cracked, developed a luster from no longer being exposed to cold water.
"It doesn't hurt anymore." Zhao Hongmei scratched her head a little embarrassedly. "At this time of year, I used to have to roll around in bed with a hot water bottle and take painkillers. This time... if it weren't for the bleeding, I wouldn't have felt anything."
"That's right." Su Yue tore off a new prescription. "Continue taking that Wenjing Decoction to consolidate the treatment. Also, don't skimp on that pearl cream; the spots on your face have faded quite a bit, keep using it."
Zhao Hongmei took the order, her movements somewhat hesitant.
"What? Is there something else?" Su Yue noticed her hesitation.
Zhao Hongmei sighed and gave a bitter smile: "Dr. Su, I'm healthier now, but life... is even harder now."
"Is your mother-in-law causing trouble again?"
“She saw that I hadn’t trained for a month and had been resting at home every day, and that I looked better, so she said that I was enjoying myself and faking illness to cheat people out of money.” Zhao Hongmei shook her head helplessly. “Yesterday, she brought in a sorceress from somewhere, saying that she was going to ‘exorcise’ me. She killed all the chickens in the house, making a mess of chicken feathers and blood all over the house.”
Su Yue hung the stethoscope around her neck and gave a cold laugh.
"Exorcising evil spirits? I think she's the evil one."
"Where's Qiangzi? Doesn't he care?"
“He…” Zhao Hongmei paused, “He does want to take care of her, but she is his own mother. If he says anything harsh, the old lady will threaten to kill herself, saying that her son has forgotten his mother after getting married.”
Su Yue stood up, took off her white coat, and hung it on the hanger.
"Walk."
Where to?
“Let’s go to your place.” Su Yue picked up the first-aid kit on the corner of the table. “Perfect timing, I’ll go see how this ‘master’ does it.”
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Before we even reached Building No. 3 in the family compound, we heard a commotion of gongs and drums.
If you didn't know better, you'd think it was a wedding celebration.
Zhao Hongmei's family lives on the first floor with a small yard. At this moment, the yard gate is crowded with onlookers.
The courtyard was filled with smoke.
An old woman dressed in a tattered, brightly colored rag, with her face painted red and green, was circling around an eight-immortal table in the middle of the courtyard, holding a peach wood sword.
He muttered incantations to himself, occasionally taking a sip of water from the bowl and spitting it onto the peach wood sword with a "pfft".
"Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits! Lao Tzu, please show your power!"
"Demons and monsters, leave! Grant me a grandson!"
Zhao Hongmei's mother-in-law, Old Lady Zhang, was kneeling in front of the incense table, kowtowing repeatedly.
"Great Immortal! You must save our Zhang family! This barren demon has sucked all our good fortune dry!"
Qiangzi, who was standing next to him, had a face as black as the bottom of a pot.
He was wearing a military uniform, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, but Old Lady Zhang was holding his trouser leg so tightly he couldn't move.
"Mom! What are you doing! This is a military compound! Are you trying to make me take off my uniform by promoting feudal superstition?!" Qiangzi roared, suppressing his anger.
"So what if I take off my uniform? It's better to go back to my hometown and farm than to have no descendants!" Old Mrs. Zhang wailed even louder. "You heartless wretch! Who did I do this for? Wasn't it all so that you could have an heir!"
Seeing this, the sorceress danced even more enthusiastically.
She suddenly shouted and pointed the peach wood sword in her hand at Zhao Hongmei, who had just entered the room.
"You monster! Where do you think you're going!"
"It's her! She's carrying evil energy! She's blocking the Zhang family's ancestral worship!" The sorceress pulled out a yellow talisman from her bosom and was about to stick it on Zhao Hongmei's forehead. "Drink this bowl of talisman water, and I guarantee all the evil energy will be gone!"
That bowl of dark water had incense ash and the corpses of unknown insects floating on top.
Zhao Hongmei subconsciously took a step back.
"I won't drink it!"
"Hold her down! Quick! Hold her down and force-feed her!" Old Mrs. Zhang jumped up from the ground, directing the sorceress, "For her grandson's sake, she has to drink it whether she wants to or not!"
The sorceress handed over the bowl, and the stench hit me right in the head.
Zhao Hongmei was cornered.
Just then.
A large hand reached out and knocked the bowl over.
"Smack!"
The porcelain bowl shattered on the ground. Black water splashed all over the sorceress.
Qiangzi stood in front of Zhao Hongmei, his chest heaving violently.
"Enough!"
The roar stunned everyone in the courtyard.
Grandma Zhang was stunned for a moment, then sat down on the ground with a thud, slapping her thigh and wailing.
"What a terrible thing! My son beat his old mother! He's abandoned his mother now that he has a wife! I can't live anymore! I'll kill myself right here today to atone to my ancestors!"
As she spoke, she slammed her head against the wall beside her.
The movements looked fierce, but the steps were small, clearly indicating that he was waiting for someone to pull him up.
But this time, Qiangzi didn't move.
Zhao Hongmei didn't move either.
Grandma Zhang rushed to the wall, but seeing no one to stop her, she had no choice but to stop herself, then lay down on the ground, clutching her chest and rolling around.
"Oh dear! My heart is aching so badly! This unfilial son has given me a heart attack!"
"Murder! The daughter-in-law and son conspired to kill the mother-in-law!"
The neighbors who were watching pointed and whispered.
"This old lady is too dramatic."
"That's right. Qiangzi is the deputy company commander. If he gets reported for practicing feudal superstition, his future will be ruined."
"What can we do? She's her own mother after all; we can't just watch her die in a car accident, can we?"
Seeing that there was an audience, Grandma Zhang performed even more enthusiastically.
"I won't get up! Unless you agree to a divorce and kick this jinx out! Otherwise, I'll die right here!"
Qiangzi stood there, his face flushed, and the veins on his neck bulging.
On one side is their future and their lover, and on the other is their mother who gave birth to them.
This feeling is worse than going to the execution ground.
"Make way."
A clear, cool female voice pierced through the noisy crowd.
Su Yue carried the first-aid kit and walked in through the crowd.
She didn't even glance at the sorceress, and walked straight up to Old Lady Zhang.
"Heart attack?"
Old Mrs. Zhang secretly opened her eyes a crack, and when she saw it was Su Yue, she immediately wailed even more miserably.
"It's you! It's you, you quack! You instigated my daughter-in-law to be disobedient! And now you're trying to harm me!"
"I'm not just a quack doctor, I'm a miracle doctor who specializes in treating difficult and complicated diseases." Su Yue squatted down and opened the first aid kit. "Heart disease, right? That's an emergency, you need to treat it quickly."
She took an acupuncture kit out of the box.
Expand.
A row of silver needles gleamed coldly in the sunlight.
The thickest one is half a foot long.
Grandma Zhang swallowed hard and shrank back a little.
"What...what are you going to do?"
"Emergency treatment!" Su Yue picked up the thickest silver needle and wiped it with an alcohol swab. "This is called 'Penetrating Cooling.' It's specially for treating angina caused by excessive heart fire and tantrums. One needle and I guarantee you'll be cured."
After saying that, she didn't give Old Lady Zhang a chance to react and stuck the needle into Old Lady Zhang's philtrum.
Although I didn't use the thickest one, I didn't hold back in terms of strength.
"Awooo—!"
A scream echoed through the sky.
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