[Chapter 335: Fierce]
Lin Yin glanced at Lan Weiyu, who looked unhappy, and said in a cold voice: "I have rules for treating patients. If a patient or family member makes me unhappy during treatment, I'm sorry, please find someone else."
Lan Weiyu felt very uncomfortable after hearing this.
Is it necessary to be so pretentious? Which doctor is as arrogant as her?
She was about to say something, but Zhou Qianxun was afraid that she would offend Lin Yin, so he spoke first: "Don't worry, Doctor Lin, no one will make you angry."
Lin Yin said calmly: "You can go out."
After there were no more strangers in the ward, Lin Yin began to give Lan Weiyu acupuncture.
At first, Lan Weiyu was not very happy and secretly disliked Lin Yin's arrogance.
But when she saw Lin Yin's skillful technique, the silver needles in Lin Yin's hands seemed to have life and fell precisely on the acupuncture points. After the tingling and numb feeling, the pain in her body was actually relieved.
The way she looked at Lin Yin changed, and she couldn't help but have a little more respect for the doctor.
During the acupuncture, Lin Yin slowly explained the reason why Lan Weiyu got breast cancer. Her voice was steady and powerful: "Depression and long-term repression cause the milk that should have been turned into menstrual blood to flow back into the breasts. Long-term retention leads to deterioration, which is one of the important factors leading to breast cancer. You'd better relax so that the treatment will be more effective."
Depressed mood and long-term repression.
Because Lan Weiyu lost her two daughters one after another, although the eldest daughter has returned, the whereabouts of the younger daughter is still unknown and her life or death is uncertain.
Thinking of sad things, my eyes became a little red and filled with sadness.
"Release? My little daughter is missing now. Every time I think of where she is suffering, my heart aches. How can I let her go?"
Her voice trembled slightly, revealing her true feelings. Lin Yin pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.
It can be seen that Lan Weiyu really loves her daughter.
If Jiang Shu had not been murdered, she would have had a happy and fulfilling life.
Unfortunately, there are no ifs in life.
Lin Yin couldn't help but think, if the day came when everything was exposed, and Lan Weiyu found out that the adopted daughter she had always doted on was the murderer who killed her biological daughter,
How sad she must be.
Lin Yin sighed silently in her heart, collected her scattered thoughts, and continued to perform acupuncture with full concentration.
After piercing the acupoints on the back, you need to turn to the front.
Lan Weiyu leaned against the head of the bed, facing Lin Yin.
Her eyes involuntarily fell on Lin Yin's face, carefully examining the eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips of the person in front of her.
As she watched, she suddenly felt a little dazed.
She didn't know why, but when she looked at Lin Yin's eyes and eyebrows, she always felt that she saw herself when she was younger. If she couldn't say they were exactly alike, then they were at least 60% similar.
She looked at Lin Yin carefully and found that Lin Yin seemed more like her than Zhou Qianxun.
If her eldest daughter had not been found, she might have doubted whether Lin Yin was her biological daughter.
Lin Yin couldn't be that.
Lan Weiyu thought so subconsciously.
After the acupuncture, Lin Yin called Zhou Qianxun in, picked up a pen, wrote a prescription on a piece of paper, and handed it to her, saying, "Go to the pharmacy to get the medicine according to the prescription, and take it before meals every day."
She caught a glimpse of a figure appearing at the door, and her mind moved slightly. She deliberately emphasized: "Be very careful when decocting the medicine. Do not mix it with Pinellia. Pinellia and Aconitum are incompatible. Using the two together can be life-threatening."
Zhou Qianxun listened carefully and remembered it firmly, "Okay, I've got it all."
After Lin Yin gave the order, she turned and walked towards the door. Jiang Yirou stared at her with resentment.
She curled her red lips slightly and walked past her without looking away.
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The ward where Lan Weiyu lived was different from that of ordinary patients. It was a high-end suite with two bedrooms and a living room, and its own kitchen.
Zhou Qianxun picked up the medicine according to the prescription, bought a clay pot, and returned to the ward to boil the medicine.
After frying, she poured it into a bowl, picked it up and walked out of the ward.
I suddenly felt a stomach cramp.
Zhou Qianxun frowned and covered her stomach with one hand: "Yiro, my stomach hurts, I have to go to the bathroom, let the medicine dry for a while, wake up mother and give it to her."
She handed the medicine to Jiang Yirou.
"Okay." Jiang Yirou took it and put it on the bedside table, "Go quickly."
She watched Zhou Qianxun leave, and her eyes darkened after the door was closed.
Jiang Yirou took out a transparent bag from the white bag, which was filled with brown medicine.
There was a gleam of ruthlessness in her eyes, and she carefully poured the medicine into the still steaming bowl.
Zhou Qianxun's voice suddenly came: "I almost forgot to take the paper."
Jiang Yirou was startled and in panic she accidentally knocked over the medicine bowl, and the bag of Chinese medicine in her hand fell to the ground.
Zhou Qianxun walked over and stared at the messy ground: "What is this?"
Jiang Yirou hurriedly picked up the medicine bag and hid it behind her: "Nothing."
"Are you adding something to the medicine bowl?" Zhou Qianxun asked.
Jiang Yirou was furious: "Qianxun, stop talking nonsense!"
"I saw everything!" Zhou Qianxun snatched the medicine bag she had hidden behind her, his face full of shock, "What's in it? What do you want to do to mother?"
Jiang Yirou snatched it back, with a hint of anger on her face: "What mother? Your mother died a long time ago. Why are you so emotional? Don't forget that you are just a fake that the Jiang family found to replace Jiang Yu. You are not the Jiang family's biological daughter at all!"
Zhou Qianxun was shocked and asked with a trembling voice: "So, what you put in the medicine is really bad for mother?"
Jiang Yirou sneered, her eyes fierce: "So what? Lin Yin dared to plot against me like that, causing my reputation to be ruined and my position as general manager to be removed. I must take revenge on her."
Zhou Qianxun frowned deeply and asked incredulously: "You want to take revenge on her, why do you want to attack my mother?"
Jiang Yirou's lips curled up into a sinister smile: "Doesn't she call herself a miracle doctor? If my mother dies in her hands, my father and brother will never let her go. Her reputation as a miracle doctor will be completely ruined, and everyone will spit on her as a mediocre doctor!"
"You are so terrible." Zhou Qianxun felt indescribably complicated. He couldn't believe that Jiang Yirou wanted to kill Lan Weiyu just for revenge.
"No matter what, Madam Jiang is your adoptive mother. She has doted on you for so many years and raised you. How can you be so cruel..."
Jiang Yirou snorted: "Qianxun, you don't understand my difficulties at all. If you had experienced what I have experienced, you would not be grateful to the Jiang family!"
“…”
Zhou Qianxun took half a step back weakly.
Jiang Yirou stared at her viciously: "Do you want to complain?"
Zhou Qianxun shook his head: "You are my cousin, I will never hurt you, but I hope you can turn back and stop being stubborn."
The murderous intent in Jiang Yirou's eyes disappeared, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then softened her tone: "Qianxun, I was just so angry at Lin Yin that I lost my mind and acted impulsively. Don't worry, I won't do this again."
Zhou Qianxun looked at her deeply, then squatted down silently to pick up the fragments on the ground. Each piece of broken porcelain seemed like her complicated mood at the moment.
She threw the fragments into the trash can, cleaned the floor, and went into the kitchen to boil the medicine again.
Jiang Yirou followed in to help, with a hint of guilt on her face.
No one noticed that a red dot flashed in the flowerpot on the balcony, as if silently recording everything.
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