Chapter 486: Just Pretending to Be Mysterious
"Since Uncle Lin supports me to give it a try, then he should give me a chance," Lu Yao said slowly, "Now, my junior sister won't allow me to go to the Chinese medicine hospital, so I really don't have any chance to get close to her, and..."
Lu Yao paused skillfully.
Lin Jue: "And what?"
"and……"
Lu Yao's expression was difficult, and Wang Zhen, who was standing beside him, almost felt pity for him. "Also... I heard that Zhou Suihuai is now living in my junior sister's mansion. This..."
"A man and a woman alone in the same room, and they still have feelings for each other, then, is that right..."
"Is it, then..."
"No!" Lin Jue certainly knew the subtext behind Lu Yao's hesitation. His face was cold and hard, and he spoke in a strong voice, "Zhizhi is not such a bold girl."
When Lin Jue said this, he felt soft-hearted. Wang Zhen muttered beside him, "Bian Zhi is not a brave girl. Is there anyone braver in the world?"
Lin Jue rolled his eyes at Wang Zhen. "Zhou Suihuai entered the Bian Mansion because he was eager to help. Zhizhi had no choice but to agree. I know about this. Luyao, don't worry. Uncle Lin will take care of this matter. I will ask Zhizhi to move back to the Lin family. You can pick her up and drop her off at get off work every day. Over time, you will develop feelings for her. Don't worry, Uncle Lin is on your side."
"Furthermore, I will ask Zhou Suihuai to move out of the Bian Mansion as soon as possible," Lin Jue added.
After a few seconds of pause, as if worried that Lu Yao might have other ideas, Lin Jue hurriedly added, "Let's take a step back and say that even if the two of them really want to, then, isn't Zhou Suihuai still injured? Lu Yao, we should look at the long term in everything. Let's just ignore these minor details."
Lu Yao heard this and nodded as if he had been taught a lesson. "Okay, I'll listen to Uncle Lin."
After hearing this, Lin Jue felt relieved and smiled again.
He kept praising Lu Yao for being an obedient and good boy, and became even more satisfied with Lu Yao as his future son-in-law.
After finishing the coffee, Lu Yao left, and Lin Jue called Bian Zhi directly in the coffee shop.
While waiting for Bian Zhi to come out of the hospital, Wang Zhen glanced at Lin Jue and asked, "Do you think Bian Zhi will listen to you and move back home?"
"Why not?" Lin Jue was still very confident about this. "The Lin family's old house is under her name, and she hasn't married yet. Isn't it reasonable for her to go back home and live there?"
"It's reasonable," Wang Zhen acknowledged the reality and showed no interest in Chu, Lu Yao, and Bian Zhi. "But, you know your daughter well. She won't listen to anyone. You've said something so firm in front of Lu Yao. If you can't do it, you'll be the one who'll be embarrassed later."
"What nonsense," Lin Jue said, "I'll just tell her I'm not feeling well. As her daughter, how can she not go home and take care of me?"
"Why? The patient outside is a patient, so her old father's illness can be delayed?"
Wang Zhen stopped talking.
After all, he is my biological father. If something really happens, I can't refuse to take care of Bian Zhi.
Bian Zhi came out wearing a white coat. She has been very busy recently, busy reading psychology books and reviewing books on Zhou Suihuai's disease.
People cannot be too close to each other. The closer they are, the easier it is to get upset.
In the past, she had also prescribed medicine for Zhou Suihuai's mania, and after a few doses, it would be effective, but now they were together...
The progress of her treatment for Zhou Suihuai became slower and slower. She even felt that the medicine she prescribed for Zhou Suihuai had no effect on his condition.
If a doctor cannot heal himself, he cannot heal the people around him. There is some truth in this saying.
Bian Zhi hurried in and picked up the mineral water on the table. "What do you want to talk to me about?"
Bian Zhi gets straight to the point.
"Why, your biological father wants to see you, but he has to have something to do before he can ask you out?" Lin Jue said dissatisfiedly.
Bian Zhi took another sip of water, then lowered his eyes to look at his phone.
A few days ago, Professor Qin said that there was a very powerful descendant of traditional Chinese medicine abroad who might be able to study Zhou Suihuai's illness. She sent an email, but there was no reply for a long time.
Bian Zhi opened the mailbox again, but it was still empty.
She was a little disappointed. When she looked up again, she saw Lin Jue and Wang Zhen staring at her, as if waiting for the answer to some question.
"Is there something wrong?" Bian Zhi asked.
"You, you want to piss me off to death, right? It seems like I just talked for a long time but you didn't hear a single word I said?" Lin Juehuo said.
Bian Zhi put down the water in his hand and said, "Please say it again."
Lin Jue: “…”
"I mean!" Lin Jue said with a dissatisfied tone, "You, go home and live!"
Bian Zhi looked at Lin Jue in confusion, "Reason."
Lin Jue began to repeat himself at length, and Bian Zhi continued to look down at the medical information on his phone.
When Lin Jue was halfway through his speech, he realized that Bian Zhi didn't seem to be listening.
"Bian Zhi! What's your attitude now? Are you even listening to me?!"
"I heard it," Bian Zhi raised his head and met Lin Jue's gaze calmly, "Let me go home."
Lin Jueqi paused for a moment, "Yes, immediately! Right now!"
"The Bian Mansion is my home," Bian Zhi checked the time. It was almost time for the consultation. "I've always lived at home."
What I said...
It's quite a beauty flaw.
Lin Jue suddenly felt a little weak. Wang Zhen sat on the side and saw that Lin Jue was controlled by Lu Yao in front and then by Bian Zhi in the back. President Lin is really old now and is no more than this.
"Anything else?" Bian Zhi put his phone back into his pocket. "If you don't have anything else, I'll go to work."
"Something's wrong," Wang Zhen, who was sitting on the side, couldn't stand it anymore and reminded Lin Jue, "Your dad hasn't been feeling well recently, so he hopes you can stay back home. That way, if anything happens, he can take care of you.
You take such good care of the patients outside, you can't let your father worry about his poor health at home."
Bian Zhi paused as he was about to get up.
She looked at Lin Jue's expression and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Lin Jue rolled his eyes and said in a pretentious tone, "I feel sick all over. There's no point in raising a daughter. Others raise daughters as caring little cotton-padded jackets, but mine is like a big, leaky jacket. I, your dad, feel sick, but you never care. Fine, then let me stay sick. You have something to do, so you should leave now."
Lin Jue crossed his arms in annoyance and said, "Go away," while glancing at Bian Zhi out of the corner of his eye.
"Hand." Bian Zhi looked at Lin Jue.
Lin Jue: “Hmm?”
"Let me take your pulse."
Lin Jue stretched out his hand, and Bian Zhi's eyes darkened for a few seconds. "The other one."
A few minutes later.
Bian Zhi's face darkened slightly. Wang Zhen, who was standing by, became nervous and quickly pulled Bian Zhi's hand back. "Your father just has a headache, nothing else is wrong."
Bian Zhi paused, glanced at Wang Zhen, and then looked at Lin Jue, "I know, I'll go home and stay for the next few days."
Lin Jue was stunned for a few seconds.
"ah?"
Is it that easy?
He thought it would take some time to explain.
Lin Jue waited a long time after Bian Zhi left before he looked at Wang Zhen beside him. "Do you think Zhi Zhi's medical skills have declined? There's nothing wrong with me, how could she not see it? What did that serious look on her face just now mean?"
"What's the point?" Wang Zhen paused, lowered his eyes, and took a sip of coffee. "What kind of illness can Chinese medicine diagnose nowadays? It's all nonsense. I just told her directly that you have a headache in order to help her get out of this situation. She probably thought you had a headache."
"Did you think you could really tell anything from taking the pulse for those few seconds? You're just being mysterious."
Before Bian Zhi mentioned Lin Jue taking the pulse, Wang Zhen really believed it. Chinese medicine practitioners are all scams. They prescribe a bunch of messed up medicines, and if they can cure the disease, it's just a blind cat catching a dead mouse.
But, the look Bian Zhi gave Lin Jue just now...
Wang Zhen's hands under the table couldn't help but tremble violently.
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