"Oh my god, am I seeing things? Who am I seeing?" Wen Jin rubbed her eyes, unable to believe what she was seeing.
Even Dai Chunying and Ye Yunzhu were dumbfounded.
"No way, how could there be two people in the world who look so alike? If they are not twins, I can't think of any other explanation."
"More abundant than the branches."
"Except for the eyes, everything else is exactly the same."
Dai Chunying hurried forward, and before Fang Manzi could put her things down, she pulled her over and looked her up and down, wishing she had X-ray vision to see through this woman who looked just like her master.
"Do you...do you have a twin sister?" she asked dreamily.
Fang Manzi couldn't help but purse her lips and smile softly.
She shook her head and said, "I know you all keep saying I look like Comrade Xu Manzhi. It's just a coincidence. She's really lucky to have so many true friends."
Ye Yunzhu walked over and circled around Fang Manzi, looking shocked: "If she hadn't spoken, and I hadn't realized the voice wasn't hers, I would have really mistaken her for someone else."
Yan Song and several old friends from the military region stepped forward and shook hands with Fang Manzi.
They also looked curious and said, "Girl, I'm not saying this to be mean, but you look so much like Manzhi from five years ago, like sisters. You should visit each other more often when you have time."
Upon seeing Fang Manzi, everyone's gaze would involuntarily sweep over Yan Lin, wanting to see if he treated this woman the same way he treated Xu Manzhi...
Yan Lin casually pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out a Daqianmen cigarette, silently took a puff, exhaled a smoke ring, and his eyes became unpredictable.
No one can guess what he's thinking.
As long as he keeps quiet and holds back, even if you corner him, you won't be able to get a single useful word out of him.
It's nothing unusual anymore.
But everyone also silently hopes that five years will ease Yan Lin's grief over losing his wife, that he can slowly get back on track, and that he can remarry and start a new life when the time is right.
Only when he is doing well can everyone feel at ease.
"Alright, alright, come inside. I've asked Xiaoshi to start cooking. There's a light in the backyard, and I've prepared some food. Let's have a good chat," Wenjin said with a smile.
At her urging, everyone went inside.
Fang Manzi is very talkative.
He could talk to anyone about anything, from health and wellness to his experiences in the military region to various things in Beijing, and he could almost always attract their attention.
Ling Junye came out of the house, holding a cup of prepared malted milk powder, and handed it to Yan Lin: "Want some?"
Yan Lin sat alone in the armchair.
There was still a watermelon on the table in front of him, but he didn't touch it.
Yan Lin shook his head and frowned, saying, "I don't like sweets."
But if Zhizhi feeds him... that's different.
Just then, footsteps sounded at the door, and several figures appeared. Ling Junye suddenly stood up, rushed to a girl, put his hands on his hips, and said fiercely, "Why did you come to my house? What's the big deal? Was this necessary?"
When he saw that the man was the same one from the street last time, he was so angry that he almost fainted.
She wanted nothing more than to punch him.
But thinking of his sister who was seeking medical treatment in the car, he suppressed his anger and said with aggrieved resentment, "I'm not even arguing with you, why are you still being so fierce? I'm here to seek medical treatment for my sister."
Wen Jin hurried over.
Seeing that the two knew each other, she asked with a puzzled look, "Ah Ye, you two know each other? This is your Uncle Ye's youngest daughter, Ye Lan. Jiao Jiao, come over here and call her 'sister'—"
Wen Jin greeted Ling Jiaojiao.
Ling Jiaojiao, who was playing in the hall, suddenly looked up and saw Ye Lan. A hint of awkwardness and unease flashed in her eyes, but she couldn't resist her mother's pressure and walked over hesitantly.
She awkwardly greeted, "Hello, Uncle. Hello, Sister."
Actually, after calming down, she realized her mistake, so she took Ye Lan's hand again and apologized sincerely: "Sister, I'm sorry, I was wrong before. I accidentally hit you. Please don't be angry with Jiao Jiao, okay?"
When he saw Ling Junye late at night, he was furious.
She decided not to stoop to his level. Even if he bullied her, she would endure it. Treating her seventh sister's illness was the most important thing, and the opportunity was too rare to come.
But Ling Jiaojiao's sudden apology changed her impression of the little girl.
The Ling family still has rules and manners.
Ling Yunye is nothing special.
Ye Ting stepped forward, his eyes scanning the crowd, searching for Dai Chunying. When he saw Wen Jin, he pulled her aside and whispered, "Well, has Doctor Dai arrived yet?"
Wen Jin nodded with a smile.
She walked up to Dai Chunying and introduced Ye Ting to her.
“He’s the Ye Ting I was talking about. He’s tried everything to stop you. You should at least go and check on him. If there’s really no other way, he won’t make things difficult for you,” Wen Jin said.
Ye Ting rushed forward, his face full of pleading, "Dr. Dai, please, save my daughter. She has so much life ahead of her, she's so young. It's heartbreaking to see her suffer from this illness for the rest of her life."
Dai Chunying was stunned.
She hadn't expected Ye Ting to be so persistent, even setting a trap for her, leaving her in a difficult situation.
"Dr. Dai, I also know a little about traditional Chinese medicine, so why don't I go with you?" Fang Manzi stepped forward with a smile, instantly easing the awkwardness of the situation.
Dai Chunying smiled and nodded, taking the opportunity to say, "Alright, let's go take a look together."
She hasn't received medical treatment for several years.
No one knew that she was just a figurehead; her medical skills were not as extraordinary as people thought. She only gained a false reputation by borrowing her sister-in-law's fame.
"Chief Yan, are you coming too?" Fang Manzi suddenly turned around and looked at Yan Lin.
Yan Lin was stunned.
He hadn't expected Fang Manzi to bring this up out of the blue, and a slight displeasure rose in his heart. He refused, saying, "Then there's no need. I don't know anything about medicine and can't help you."
Ye Ting quickly said, "Thank you for your kindness, doctor. My little Qi can't stand strangers. If there are too many unfamiliar smells, she will get sick. Please forgive me."
"I see." Fang Manzi said.
"Yes."
"Oh well."
Fang Manzi and Dai Chunying walked together toward the gate. The car was parked under a big tree, and the shadow of the streetlights obscured the view of the people inside.
Especially since a heavy curtain was hanging above the back seat, it was even harder to see anything.
The group slowly walked to the car.
Ye Lan lowered her voice and said, "Lili, the miracle doctor is here. Tell your mother not to be afraid. He's here to treat her illness and won't hurt her..."
"Um."
Ye Lili carefully grasped a hand under the curtain, leaned close to the curtain and whispered a few words. She saw a snow-white wrist protruding from inside, gleaming in the dim light.
Dai Chunying has seen many patients, but this is the first time she has seen one like this.
She slowly stepped forward, reached out her hand, and began to take her pulse.
The pulse... is incredibly strange.
A hint of surprise flashed through her mind, and then she saw Fang Manzi also come over to feel her pulse.
"What do you think?" Dai Chunying asked.
Fang Manzi asked doubtfully, "This is a sign of financial loss. Her illness might be in her brain. She should go to the hospital for an X-ray to get a clearer picture."
Dai Chunying nodded silently.
She tentatively asked, "Could you lift the curtain and let me examine you in person? I can't make a diagnosis just by taking your pulse."
“Yes, we should lower the curtain. We should have a way to deal with this,” Fang Manzi agreed.
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