A few hours ago, when Madam Zhang was at the Begonia Club, Lord Zhang, whose face was darker than a pot lid, brought a group of people and angrily walked into Zhang Yang's yard, which he had not set foot in for a long time.
A Tao, who stayed behind to take care of Zhang Yang, was happy for his wife and daughter at first, and happily welcomed them in. However, he never expected that what happened next would be so cruel.
Zhang Yang, who had always been reluctant to interact with outsiders, took a few cautious steps towards him after seeing that the visitor was Master Zhang. She smiled obediently and whispered, "Dad, come and see Yang'er when you have time."
"Yang'er, so many years have passed. Do you know what your mother has become?" Lord Zhang had a cold expression. When Zhang Yang approached, he took a step back, indifferent and distant.
Ah Tao seemed to have anticipated something. She stood in front of Zhang Yang and wanted to interrupt him. "Master, don't say such things..."
"If it weren't for you, your mother wouldn't have to work so hard, and I wouldn't be constantly reminded of our family's misfortunes. Zhang Yang, you're just a burden!" Zhang Yang waved his hand, and the maid and servant who followed him dragged A Tao aside and blocked A Tao's pleading voice with a piece of rag.
Zhang Yang's words suddenly made the overjoyed Zhang Yang feel like he was falling into an ice cellar. He just stood there in a daze, muttering, "Yang'er is not a burden to my mother, no..."
Seeing that Zhang Yang had taken these words to heart, Ah Tao, who was being held, could only shake her head desperately at Zhang Yang, tears streaming down her face. How could a young lady be a burden to the Madam? Even a tiger wouldn't eat its own cubs. The master really has a cruel heart.
"You might as well just die like this. It will be better for everyone." After saying that, Lord Zhang put the medicine bowl on the ground, turned around and led his men out the door.
When Mrs. Zhang heard this, tears blurred her eyes. After the fear, she was filled with relief. "Fortunately, fortunately, Yang'er didn't drink that bowl of medicine."
Ye Wanwan, who was listening in, could only silently hold Mrs. Zhang's hand, hoping to give her some strength. Words were sometimes too pale. Even though she was eloquent, she didn't know where to start.
In the operating room that had been sterilized with high-proof liquor, Ye Yan calmed Zhang Yang down and fed her some Ma Fei San before she seriously began the operation.
Originally, the surgery shouldn't have been performed so soon, but the little girl had a knot in her heart and had already thought about committing suicide. If the disease was not cured soon, it would be too late if something unexpected happened.
Fortunately, the little girl's health is not that bad. With them around and taking good care of her, there won't be any major problems.
It was the first time for Huai Shi to see a serious surgery, but fortunately he had a strong mental state. He stood aside and listened to what Ye Yan said, and handed over the surgical instruments in an orderly manner without any panic, and nothing went wrong.
Ye Yan deftly took out the large teratoma from Zhang Yang's stomach and threw it into a basin prepared in advance. Her expression did not change, but when she looked at Zhang Yang, there was obvious heartache.
In places with advanced medical technology, this wouldn't be a big deal. It's a common illness that can be cured once discovered. But here, Zhang Yang probably hasn't dared to leave the house for so many years. If it weren't for Madam Zhang's protection, in an ordinary family, she would have been left to fend for herself long ago...
"Ayan, let me do the rest. If my master were here, he would definitely compete with us to do it." After Ye Yan sewed up the cut belly, Huai Shi washed his hands, wrung out the water on the handkerchief, and began to treat the wound on Zhang Yang's forehead.
Ye Yan didn't try to be stubborn. After washing her hands, she found a stool and sat down. "Of course. Uncle Shi wrote to us last time and said he had found a few patients and was waiting for us to go back and help him."
"Then we have to go back early, otherwise I'm afraid the old man will bring people to kill us." Huai Shi sprinkled golden medicine on the wound that had been washed away by the blood. The old man only remembered to write a letter to the young master and forgot about her, his disciple, right?
Ye Yan walked out of the operating room, the warm sunlight shining on her face. Under the sunlight, even the girl's fine hairs could be seen clearly. "Xiao Shuai, I feel like I have a stronger sense of belonging to this world."
"Then let's work together with the host and stay here." Lin Zijun, who was guarding the door, said with a smile. He didn't have these feelings, but what Ye Yan wished was his goal.
Compared to the Haitang Club, the layout of the Haitang Clinic is not much smaller. It also has two floors, one for private rooms and the other for wards. One word means big, two words mean very big, and three words mean super big!
"Boss Ye, I'm sorry to have embarrassed you." Mrs. Zhang was not a dodder that could not withstand the wind and rain, and she soon calmed down.
Ye Wanwan handed over a clean handkerchief, and as if she was afraid that Madam Zhang would be soft-hearted, she couldn't help but say a few more words, "Madam, don't worry about it. Every family has its own problems. Now that the hardship has ended and happiness has returned, Madam, you can relax a little and make a decision when necessary."
"Of course, it's just a pity. But just for Yang'er, I won't fall down easily. It's me who has delayed Mr. Ye's time here." Mrs. Zhang sighed, feeling a little embarrassed.
Ye Wanwan shook her head slightly, indicating that she didn't care. "That's not the case, Madam. We just need to wait for Miss Zhang to wake up. I'm afraid it will be evening soon. If you don't mind, I'll have someone make dinner for us and clean up a room for us to stay in for a while."
"Of course I mind. Thank you, Boss Ye." Mrs. Zhang nodded, agreeing.
After this incident, she didn't want to go back to Zhang's house. It would be great if she could stay somewhere for a night and think about her future path.
After dinner, the group cooked porridge for Zhang Yang on the small stove where medicine was boiled. Then they sat outside the screen and chatted from time to time. The content of their chats was not limited to any specific place, and at the beginning they were mainly used to liven up the atmosphere.
Mrs. Zhang naturally understood the good intentions of the group to divert her attention, and was also trying to forget the shock that the huge tumor had brought to her. However, it was not until the topic shifted to business that she felt Ye Wanwan's charm so clearly for the first time. Who said that women are inferior to men?
Behind the screen, Zhang Yang moved his fingers and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm so thirsty..."
"Madam, the young lady is awake." A Tao, who was in charge of watching, didn't dare to blink. After noticing it, she was so happy that she was in a panic and almost tripped herself when pouring water.
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