Chapter 195 You think so much about him, does he know
Bian Zhi didn't understand what Yuan Li was talking about.
After a while.
Lin Ye came down from the stairs wearing a flashy outfit.
Without looking around, he said to Bian Zhi, "I'm going out," then put on his shoes and left the villa.
Bian Zhi looked at Yuan Li with his eyes lowered calmly, said nothing, stood up and left.
She walked to Lin Ye's car and said to him, "I want to eat the sweet and sour pork ribs from the place in front of your company for lunch. Can you personally deliver it to my company?"
Lin Ye: "Oh."
Bian Zhi nodded, patted Lin Ye's shoulder, and chuckled knowingly, "Why are you being so stubborn?"
She didn't pursue the matter any further and walked back. Lin Ye muttered behind her, "Didn't I learn that from you?"
When Bian Zhi returned to the company, the popularity of the hot search had subsided.
Bian Zhi didn't pay much attention to it, but sent a message to Director Zhou, asking him to move Zhou Suihuai's filming time to the afternoon to give him some rest time.
"What? Are you feeling bad?" Yuan Li turned the steering wheel and glanced at Bian Zhi's phone page. With just one glance, he understood clearly: "If he feels so bad, why let him act?"
"Take her home, or keep her by your side. Who knows how happy he would be. Zhou Suihuai is different from Lin Ye. His heart is on you. It's like he was born for you. You don't even need to tell him. He can probably make himself a househusband."
Bian Zhi glanced at Yuan Li.
I'm quite surprised that Yuan Li understands Zhou Suihuai's thoughts so well.
That guy used to bring her food every day.
After a few times, his skills improved by leaps and bounds. He even told her several times that he would just go home with her. "From now on, you support me and I will be your little white face, okay? Look at my looks, am I not pretty?"
The three words "pretty boy" were inexplicably said by Zhou Suihuai with a tender meaning. This man is like a fairy, always thinking about how to seduce your spirit.
"He's very good," Bian Zhi looked ahead, her eyes dimming a little. "He shouldn't waste his time with me. I'm a newly divorced woman, what good is there for him to get close to me? Besides, he knows what he wants and should have his own brightest spot in the sky. Don't talk nonsense in front of Zhou Suihuai in the future, lest he get any extra thoughts."
Bian Zhi was worried that Yuan Li would not listen, so he added, "He is very thoughtful. He takes what he says seriously. Although the Zhou brothers don't expect him to achieve much, every time they get together, when people ask about the young master of the Zhou family, they only ask when he will get married. There is no other topic.
He is smart, motivated, and responsible. He shouldn't be overshadowed by his older brother. He will have his own future."
Yuan Li looked at Bian Zhi in surprise.
She bet that if Bian Zhi wasn't worried about her affecting Zhou Suihuai, she would never have talked so much nonsense with her.
"Does he know that you think so much about him?"
Bian Zhi: "He doesn't need to know. Besides, we're just good friends. It's all what we should do. Did I just invite Lin Ye over for you? Or, don't you need it?"
Yuan Li: "...good friends."
Yuan Li: "Okay..." He touched his nose, "Good friend."
When the car arrived at the Chinese medicine hospital, Yuan Li followed behind Bian Zhi and became completely quiet.
When it comes to tasks, Yuan Li has always been very professional, otherwise Shen Tingsi would not have sent her to protect her.
Bian Zhi began to see patients. Around ten o'clock, the machine called out the number, "Number eighteen, Lin Rushuang."
After these words fell, Ou Hao was stunned.
Ou Hao's reaction made Bian Zhi and Yuan Li look sideways, but it was just a glance, and Bian Zhi's eyes were fixed on the person who came in from the door of the clinic.
"Please sit down," Bian Zhi followed the medical procedure, "Extend your hand. I need to take your pulse."
Lin Rushang stretched out her hand, glanced up and down at Ou Hao who was standing beside Bian Zhi, and laughed softly with a hint of sarcasm.
Bian Zhi concentrated on taking the pulse, "Change your hand."
Lin Rushuang cooperated and asked, "Do you need the X-rays taken at the hospital? I brought them."
Bian Zhi: “No need.”
A few minutes later.
Bian Zhi withdrew his hand and looked at the girl in front of him, "Have you had symptoms of chills, migraines, and poor appetite recently?"
Lin Rushuang was somewhat surprised by Bian Zhi's accurate judgment.
She has also seen many Chinese medicine doctors. They would either ask where the patient felt uncomfortable when they came in, or directly ask for Western medicine films, or say something ambiguous and let the patient explain the condition himself.
She had only been in the room for a few minutes, but Bian Zhi was able to describe her condition so accurately.
"Yes, it has been like this for a while." However, this was not the main illness she came to see Bian Zhi for today.
"After waking up in the second half of the night, is it difficult to fall asleep again?" Bian Zhi asked again.
This time Lin Rushuang was stunned.
She suffers from insomnia and often takes sleeping pills, but even so she still wakes up in the middle of the night. Even her assistant doesn't know about this.
Bian Zhi knew the condition after just taking the pulse for a few minutes?
Lin Rushuang had to look at the woman in front of her again.
I used to think she only relied on her beauty to attract men, but now it seems that she does have some abilities.
"Difficult." Lin Rushang sat up straight and answered truthfully.
Bian Zhi nodded. "People with anxiety disorders usually suffer from insomnia. It's not a big problem. It will get better after treatment."
When Lin Rushuang heard this, she felt a chill on her back.
She immediately glanced at the door and made sure it was closed before looking at Bian Zhi. Her anxiety was aroused by Bian Zhi's light words, and her tone became impatient.
"It's not a big deal? Bian Zhi, you're not very old, but you're so arrogant. Do you know how many famous doctors I've seen for my anxiety disorder and how much time I've spent on treatment? And you actually said it's not a big deal? Are doctors these days used to talking nonsense like that?"
Over the years, because of this anxiety disorder, she has searched for doctors all over the world. Every time she was filled with joy, she was always met with a cold response.
Bian Zhi ignored Lin Rushuang's frenzy and continued his diagnosis calmly, "None of these problems are as difficult as your leg disease. You didn't treat it properly at the time, and it was delayed for too long, causing damage to the root cause. You will need more than half a year of recuperation."
Lin Rushuang was stunned.
She... was actually able to diagnose her leg disease with just the two fingers she used to feel her pulse.
Why did she return home?
Why give up the stage?
She told the outside world that it was because she was concerned about Ou Moyuan, but in fact, it was because her leg disease had not been cured for a long time and she had no other choice.
However, the company gave her dignity and face and promised not to announce the matter to the public, so to date, no one except those around her knows that her leg nerves are damaged.
A dancer with a disabled leg, how ridiculous.
"Can it be cured in half a year?" Lin Rushuang's eyes were pressing, her nervous symptoms noisily staring at Bian Zhi's fair face. She smiled so ferociously that perhaps she herself didn't even notice. "Okay, I'll give you a year, and you have to help me cure all these diseases."
Lin Rushuang pulled out a recorder from her bag. "If you can't cure me, I'll expose your lies to the world! Let everyone see that the legendary Dr. Bian is nothing but a charlatan with big words!"
Lin Rushuang stared at Bian Zhi with pride.
Every time she saw the doctor, she was full of anticipation, but the long-term disappointment had made her lose hope. Before coming, she had already planned to record the conversation.
Chinese medicine practitioners are used to talking about both true and false things. When she releases the recording, Bian Zhi's reputation will collapse, and neither Ou Moyuan nor Zhou Suihuai will be able to protect her.
When the time comes, the internet trolls will push the news and Bian Zhi will become infamous.
By then, if she gets promoted again, she will always be able to find a good place for the rest of her life before the title of gold medal dancer is taken away.
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