Chapter Twenty-Four: A Very Skilled Female Traditional Chinese Medicine Practitioner
"Auntie, are you really my mom's friend? How is my mom now? Is she doing well in prison? I miss her so much..."
When her mother was mentioned, a tear welled up in Song Linlin's clear eyes.
She seemed to know that her mother was in prison.
This was something Sang Ruo hadn't considered.
It turns out that Song Linlin knew even more than she did.
Before coming, she was thinking about how to cover up Song Yuanshan's lie, because it was said that the child was unaware of the arrest at the time.
It must have been the child's father who said it.
"Your mother is doing well. She entrusted you to me. From now on, you can live with your aunt, okay? Your aunt will treat you like her own daughter..."
Sang Ruo was also unsure whether she would be willing to go with her.
Despite showing her utmost sincerity in repaying her benefactor's kindness, she did so.
Song Linlin hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded: "If you really are my mother's friend, then I'm willing to go with you. I'm not having a good time here either. They often bully me, and I don't want to stay here anymore."
"Don't worry, Linlin, Auntie will go through the proper channels and apply to the director to take you away."
Sang Ruo stretched out her fair hand and lovingly stroked the child's head, her brows full of tenderness.
Song Linlin's eyes suddenly darted away, as if she wanted to say something but stopped herself.
"Is there anything else Linlin wants to say to her aunt?"
"Um..." Song Linlin lowered her eyelids, not daring to look Sang Ruo in the eye, and stammered, "If I make a mistake in the future, will Auntie hit me?"
Upon hearing this, Sang Ruo felt a pang of bitterness in her heart.
Although today was the first time she met her child, judging from the child's reaction, he must have been mistreated by his father and those around him before.
Poor child.
It made her think of herself.
When you are weak, no one will respect you.
They might even spit on you, or physically attack you, or punch and kick you.
These are experiences that weren't just encountered in prison.
Sang Ruo subconsciously reached out and hugged the child: "Auntie won't hit you, don't be afraid."
“Okay, as long as Auntie doesn’t hit Linlin and gives Linlin a bite to eat, I’m willing to go with Auntie.”
Song Linlin's voice was exceptionally firm.
Sang Ruo took the child's hand and led her towards the dean's office.
After she told the director the details, she went through the adoption procedures.
Because Sang Ruo was a friend of the child's mother and she brought all the necessary documents, the adoption process was not complicated and was completed in just one afternoon.
The dean specially arranged for someone to wash and clean Song Linlin, change her into a new outfit, and personally saw the child off.
“Miss Sang, this child is very obedient and easy to take care of. I hope you can get along peacefully in the future.”
"Yes, thank you, Dean."
As Sang Ruo led the child away from the orphanage, she made a point of looking around.
Only after confirming there were no spies were they allowed to put the child in the car.
The following evening.
Chen Anni came to the house to welcome Song Linlin.
Sang Ruo personally cooked dinner for them. Not knowing what the children liked to eat, she made some of the foods that Bo Yukang used to enjoy.
They're all kids, so their tastes probably aren't too different.
After dinner, the group sat on the sofa chatting, creating a harmonious and pleasant atmosphere.
Song Linlin is a little shy and has mild autism, so she doesn't like to talk much.
But with their guidance, the situation began to improve slowly.
After putting Song Linlin to sleep, Sang Ruo and Chen Anni sat on the balcony and had a drink.
A summer evening breeze swept by, ruffling the strands of hair at Sang Ruo's temples.
Just as Chen Anni took out her phone, a message popped up on the screen.
Upon seeing the message, she was suddenly stunned.
"Old Master Bo is in the hospital? Did you know about this?"
Upon hearing this, Sang Ruo's brows furrowed slightly.
She really hadn't heard of it.
Chen Anni quickly handed over the phone, and Sang Ruo glanced at it with her eyes lowered.
Mr. Bo suddenly experienced chest tightness last night and was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment. His condition has been temporarily stabilized, but he is still hospitalized today.
Such a big thing, yet not a single person in the Bo family told her.
It's understandable that Bo Jinyan didn't speak up.
Because their relationship wasn't good enough to warrant informing her.
But neither Bo Jinzhou nor Chen Fangyue told her.
It seems they never considered her one of their own.
"So what do you plan to do? Are you going to go see him?"
Just then, a pleasant voice suddenly reached her ears.
The voice interrupted Sang Ruo's thoughts.
She quickly turned her head and met Chen Anni's curious gaze.
Sang Ruo is very proficient in traditional Chinese medicine, all of which she learned from her grandfather. In addition to being a very accomplished master of Chinese studies, her grandfather was also a very skilled doctor.
She started learning about all kinds of herbs from her grandfather when she was seven years old, and she has a deep understanding of herbs and acupuncture.
Sang Ruo actually had a basic understanding of Old Master Bo's health condition.
I had even given him acupuncture before.
“I’ll go to the hospital to see him tomorrow.” Sang Ruo’s expression gradually darkened: “Of all the Bo family members, he is the only one who treats me the best.”
“Okay, it’s the weekend, and I don’t have to work. I’ll look after Linlin for you.”
"Thank you, Annie."
...
At this moment, in the hospital parking lot.
Bo Jinyan opened the car door and got in. Zhang Ye's voice came from the front.
“Mr. Bo, I have consulted the attending physician about the old man’s health condition. He said that traditional Chinese medicine is the most suitable treatment. The doctor mentioned someone who is said to be a master of traditional Chinese medicine. This doctor said that the old man’s condition will be greatly relieved.”
"who?"
Bo Jinyan's hand, which was holding the phone, suddenly tightened for a moment, and he looked up at the driver's seat.
“There is a female TCM doctor named ‘Ayun’. It is said that this master’s teacher was very powerful, but there is no record of this person in the martial arts world. It is estimated that he retired in his early years or has passed away, leaving only ‘Ayun’ as his disciple.”
"Then find her."
"But this female TCM doctor named 'Ayun' also disappeared from the martial arts world three years ago. To this day, no one knows her whereabouts, just like that jade master 'Huai Sang,' who vanished without a trace..."
It's also three years.
They also disappeared without a trace.
Bo Jinyan suddenly felt that fate was truly playing tricks on him.
Why is it that the people he's looking for have all disappeared?
Zhang Ye looked at the man in the back seat of the car through the rearview mirror.
Seeing Bo Jinyan's unusually gloomy expression, he dared not continue speaking.
"If you can't find her, then why are you telling me?"
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