Chapter 291 Mr. Shen's Return Visit
At Peking Union Medical College Hospital, the windows in the consultation rooms were half-open, and the wind blew in, carrying the scent of the plane trees downstairs.
Shen Qingyun sat at her desk, with Su Wantang's medical records spread out in front of her.
She stared at the lab reports for a long time.
The data is there, in black and white, crystal clear: low estrogen levels, insufficient progesterone, thin endometrium, and poor ovarian function.
All these indicators combined lead to only one conclusion—the chances of conceiving naturally are almost zero.
Shen Qingyun has been practicing medicine for twenty years and has seen no fewer than a thousand infertile patients. In her eyes, this report is quite serious.
She closed the medical record and tapped her fingers on the table.
She was aware of the Lu family's background. The people in the military compound were not people a doctor like her could afford to offend. But her professional ethics compelled her to make a follow-up visit.
After all, follow-up care is crucial in this situation.
She picked up the phone and dialed the number for the military compound.
The phone rang five times before someone answered.
"Hello"
It was a woman's voice, and her tone was very gentle.
"Hello, I am Dr. Shen Qingyun from the Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology at Peking Union Medical College Hospital. Is Mrs. Lu home?"
There was a pause on the other end of the phone.
“I am Lu Jingyan’s mother, Meng Wan.”
Shen Qingyun gripped the microphone tightly. "Hello, Madam Meng. I am the doctor who examined your daughter-in-law last time. I would like to make a follow-up visit to see how she is doing recently."
Meng Wan's voice sounded polite, but a sense of distance was evident.
"Dr. Shen, you're very kind. But Wan Tang is doing quite well now, so I won't trouble you."
Shen Qingyun frowned.
This sounds polite, but it's actually a rejection.
She could understand. After all, the diagnosis she gave was not good news for any family.
But the more she thought about it, the more she felt she should go and see for herself.
“Mrs. Meng, I understand your feelings. But Mrs. Lu’s situation is rather special, and her subsequent care will require professional guidance. I would like to visit her so that I can give her more appropriate advice based on her current condition.”
There was silence on the other end of the phone.
After a long pause, Meng Wan finally spoke, "Then... thank you, Dr. Shen. Is tomorrow afternoon convenient?"
"That's convenient. I'll come over at 2 PM tomorrow."
"good."
After hanging up the phone, Shen Qingyun leaned back in her chair and let out a long sigh.
She understood Meng Wan's attitude. It wasn't just polite talk; she genuinely didn't trust her.
Shen Qingyun shook her head and put the medical record into the drawer.
The next afternoon, Shen Qingyun carried her medical kit to the military compound.
She was stopped by the guard at the entrance, but was allowed to pass only after showing her identification and appointment record.
The car drove into the compound, where neat rows of plane trees lined both sides of the road. Autumn leaves had fallen to the ground, turning the ground golden in the wind.
Courtyard No. 1 is located at the very innermost part of the compound, a detached small building with a guard standing at the entrance.
Shen Qingyun got out of the car, and a guard came forward to inquire. She gave her name, and the guard went inside to report, then quickly came out and led her inside.
In the living room, Meng Wan was sitting on the sofa drinking tea.
Upon seeing Shen Qingyun, she stood up with a polite smile on her face.
"Dr. Shen is here, please have a seat."
Shen Qingyun put down her medical kit and sat down on the sofa.
Meng Wan poured her a cup of tea, her movements practiced, but the aloofness in her eyes was impossible to hide.
"Wantang is upstairs. I'll send someone to call her."
Shen Qingyun nodded, "Thank you for your help, Madam Meng."
Meng Wan smiled but didn't reply.
After a while, footsteps were heard on the stairs.
Shen Qingyun looked up.
Su Wantang was wearing a light-colored cheongsam, her hair was tied up in a bun, and she had a faint smile on her face.
She walked down the stairs, each step steady, her waist appearing exceptionally slender in the cheongsam.
Shen Qingyun stared at her for several seconds.
This is not how a patient should behave.
Su Wantang walked to the sofa and nodded to her, "Dr. Shen, it's been a long time."
Shen Qingyun stood up. "Madam Lu, I've come today to check on your recent condition."
Su Wantang sat down, her posture relaxed. "Thank you for your trouble, Dr. Chen."
Shen Qingyun took out a stethoscope and a blood pressure monitor from the medical kit.
"Let me take your blood pressure first."
Su Wantang stretched out her arm, and Shen Qingyun strapped the blood pressure monitor onto it.
Blood pressure is normal.
Shen Qingyun picked up the stethoscope again and listened to the heartbeat.
My heart rate is also very stable.
She put down her stethoscope, took out her notebook, and began asking questions.
How's your sleep lately?
"fine."
Are your periods regular?
"normal."
Do you experience any discomfort such as abdominal pain or lower back pain?
"No."
Shen Qingyun asked questions while taking notes in her notebook.
Then she picked up Su Wantang's wrist and began to take her pulse.
The pulse was steady and strong, showing no signs of weakness.
Shen Qingyun frowned.
She let go of his hand and then touched Su Wantang's palm.
The palms are warm and the color is rosy.
Shen Qingyun raised her head and looked at Su Wantang's face.
Her complexion was incredibly good. Her skin was fair with a rosy glow, her eyes were clear, and her lips had a healthy color.
This hardly resembles a patient suffering from "deficiency of both qi and blood, and cold uterus and weak constitution".
Shen Qingyun put down her pen and stared at Su Wantang for a long while.
"Mrs. Lu, have you been taking any special medicine lately?"
Su Wantang smiled, "No. I just followed the advice of an old Chinese medicine doctor and used some dietary therapy recipes."
"Dietary therapy?" Shen Qingyun raised her voice slightly. "What kind of prescription?"
"Nothing special, just red dates, goji berries, and angelica root, boiled into a soup."
Shen Qingyun was stunned.
Red dates, goji berries, and angelica root
She's seen these things a lot; many patients use them.
But the effect has never been so obvious before.
Shen Qingyun looked at Su Wantang and felt a strong sense of absurdity.
She has practiced medicine for twenty years and has seen all kinds of difficult and complicated cases.
But the woman in front of her was clearly challenging her professional judgment.
"Mrs. Lu, may I give you a more detailed examination?" Shen Qingyun tried to keep her voice calm. "You need to go to the hospital for some tests."
Su Wantang glanced at her.
There was something indescribable in those peach blossom eyes. It wasn't hostility, nor impatience, but simply a calm gaze directed at her.
"Dr. Shen, I feel fine now. I don't think I need to go to the hospital for a checkup."
Shen Qingyun gripped the pen tightly in her hand.
“Mrs. Lu, I am well aware of your situation. The results of the last test showed that your health was not optimistic. Although you look well now, it does not mean that the root cause has been resolved.”
Su Wantang smiled.
She smiled faintly, but her eyes held a knowing glimpse into everything.
"Dr. Shen is right. The fundamental problem has not yet been solved."
She paused, then spoke very softly.
"But I believe it will be resolved."
As Shen Qingyun looked at her, the sense of absurdity in her heart grew stronger.
She couldn't pinpoint what was wrong, but she just felt that there was something about this woman that she couldn't see through.
Meng Wan sat down next to him, picked up her teacup and took a sip.
"Dr. Shen, Wan Tang is indeed much better now. As you can see, her complexion and spirits are much better."
Shen Qingyun turned to look at her.
Meng Wan's tone was very polite, but the meaning behind her words was very clear—we don't need you to worry about us anymore.
Shen Qingyun took a deep breath and closed the notebook.
"Then... if Mrs. Lu feels unwell, she can come to the hospital to see me at any time."
Su Wantang stood up and nodded slightly to her, "Thank you for your concern, Dr. Chen."
Shen Qingyun, carrying a medical kit, walked to the door accompanied by Meng Wan.
She glanced back at Su Wantang in the living room.
The other person was standing by the window, his face turned to the side, his expression as calm as a painting.
Shen Qingyun turned around and walked out the door.
As the car drove out of the compound, she sat in the passenger seat, her mind a jumble of thoughts.
Those lab reports don't lie. The data is right there, crystal clear.
But Su Wantang's current condition doesn't match those data at all.
Shen Qingyun rubbed her temples.
Could it really be that dietary therapy worked?
wrong.
No matter how effective dietary therapy is, it's impossible to restore a patient who was "almost unable to conceive" to this state in such a short time.
Shen Qingyun took out her notebook and turned to the page where she had just taken notes.
The pulse is steady and strong.
The palms are rosy in color.
She looks great.
These are not effects that can be achieved with short-term treatment.
Shen Qingyun stared at those lines of text, and a thought popped into her mind—
Could it be that my diagnosis was wrong?
She immediately dismissed the idea.
impossible.
She personally oversaw all the tests, and she personally reviewed the results.
It can't be wrong.
But if the diagnosis is correct, how do you explain Su Wantang's current condition?
Shen Qingyun closed her notebook, leaned back in her seat, and closed her eyes.
She had seen many patients in her life, but she had never seen anyone like Su Wantang before.
The car drove out of the compound and turned onto the main road.
Shen Qingyun opened her eyes and looked at the scenery rushing past the window.
The sense of absurdity in her heart grew stronger and stronger.
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