Chapter 31
31.
The appointment with Guan Yue was delayed until the next day due to Cheng Lingjun's intentional or unintentional neglect.
Cheng Lingjun escorted Li Guang to Liu Niangzi's house, and Guan Yue couldn't help but rush forward.
Guan Yue usually appeared after Cheng Lingjun returned home, but today she didn't wait for him to go back, which showed how anxious she was.
Guan Yue only dared to speak to Cheng Lingjun when she saw that there were no other people around.
Did you go yesterday?
"Where did you go?" Cheng Lingjun pretended to be stupid.
Guan Yue's eyes widened like saucers. "You forgot?!"
"I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten," Cheng Lingjun quickly replied. "Li Guang was home yesterday, and it wasn't good to leave him alone at home, so I'm going to visit him today."
“Oh,” Guan Yue asked, “then let’s go now.”
Cheng Lingjun wanted to say no, but he didn't dare, because Guan Yue's gaze was fixed on him firmly, as if she would never let him go if he dared to run away.
Go ahead and go, it shouldn't take too long.
Cheng Lingjun said, "I can go by myself. You can go back first."
Guan Yue hesitated for a moment. She looked at Cheng Lingjun, who didn't seem too keen on seeing a doctor. Even if he did go, she wondered if he would just go through the motions and come back without a proper examination. She had no idea.
But she couldn't openly follow him, otherwise others would definitely suspect their relationship, which would put Cheng Lingjun in a difficult position.
Seeing that she was silent, Cheng Lingjun assumed it was tacit agreement and started walking towards the doctor's house.
Guan Yue stopped him, "You must have the doctor take a good look at you. Don't take it lightly. Your health is important."
Guan Yue's gaze was too serious to allow Cheng Lingjun any ambiguity, so he could only say, "Okay, I will watch carefully."
Guan Yue let him pass, but watching his figure gradually disappear into the distance, she was still worried and secretly followed behind him, walking together.
To be honest, she didn't know who the doctor in Dahuai Village was, nor did she know how skilled he was. A village doctor, perhaps, maybe, should be reliable, right?
Cheng Lingjun thought he wouldn't be nervous, but when Doctor Lin's fingers touched his wrist, he couldn't help but hold his breath.
"I'll take your pulse, you don't mind, do you?"
Lin Ying, the only doctor in Dahuai Village, is an elderly woman over fifty years old. She is tall and thin with bright, piercing eyes. Her husband has long since died, and she has only one son who assists her. Her son is also considered her apprentice. The people of Dahuai Village tacitly agree that after Doctor Lin's passing, her son will take over her position, and therefore they will call Lin Ying's son "Little Doctor Lin".
At this moment, Cheng Lingjun arrived at her clinic, which was also her home. Lin Ying naturally called out her son, Lin Xian, so that when she consulted with male patients, the other party would feel more at ease.
Sure enough, Cheng Lingjun's expression relaxed a little when he saw Lin Xian.
Lin Xian and Lin Ying were also seeing Cheng Lingjun for the first time, or rather, they were seeing him for the first time in the clinic.
They naturally knew Cheng Lingjun's name and identity, but this was the first time they had met. Usually, they would only glance at him from afar and know that such a person existed, but they had never interacted with him before.
After their first meeting, the mother and son concealed their true feelings well, only showing a slight surprise. Then they asked Cheng Lingjun to sit down and took his pulse.
Lin Ying had treated many people in the village, and she had never been this polite before. However, Cheng Lingjun was an outsider and a man without a wife, so she was deliberately careful in her words and actions.
Seeing Cheng Lingjun nod, Lin Ying carefully examined his pulse.
Lin Xian poured Cheng Lingjun a glass of water and stood quietly to the side, not disturbing her mother's consultation.
After half an incense stick's time had passed, Lin Ying removed her fingers and asked, "Did you come to see me this time because you were feeling unwell?"
Cheng Lingjun shook her head. "I feel fine."
"Oh?" Lin Ying asked again, "So you want to check his pulse?"
Lin Ying had seen patients who seemed to have no problems before. They might have had an illness in the past and were afraid of a relapse, or they might be worried about having a hidden illness. However, most of them were older people. It was rare to see someone as young as Cheng Lingjun.
Lin Ying nodded to Lin Xian, who immediately understood and invited Cheng Lingjun into the inner room so that he could examine the room.
After a short while, the two of them came out.
Lin Xian shook his head at Lin Ying and said, "Young Master Cheng's health shows no abnormalities."
Lin Xian's medical skills were personally taught by Lin Ying. It can be said that apart from some lack of experience, he has basically learned all of Lin Ying's skills. In addition, with the meticulousness of a man, his ability to examine patients is almost the same as if Lin Ying had examined them herself.
The pulse that Lin Ying detected herself, combined with the physical condition that Lin Xian observed and touched, determined Cheng Lingjun's physical condition.
“There’s nothing wrong with your body,” Lin Ying said.
Upon hearing this, Cheng Lingjun showed no reaction on her face, simply nodding slightly. "Thank you both, doctors. This is the payment for this consultation."
He took out a few copper coins from his pocket and placed them on the table—luckily, he had some with him yesterday but forgot to take them out, so he could pay today.
With the heart of a doctor, Lin Ying asked, even though she couldn't find any illness, "Young Master Cheng, may I ask a few questions? You're so young, and you don't seem to have any discomfort, so why are you here for a consultation?"
I feel fine, could it be that I had some kind of illness before?
Cheng Lingjun paused for a moment and said, "I had some minor illnesses before, and I'm afraid they might become chronic, so I wanted to see a doctor."
Lin Ying asked, "A minor illness? What kind of illness?"
“…After giving birth to my son, I always had this or that little problem,” Cheng Lingjun explained reluctantly, but it was at least somewhat relevant.
Lin Ying said "Oh", "So it's postpartum wind. Although I'm not very knowledgeable about postpartum ailments, your son should be about four or five years old now. If the problem from four or five years ago was treated properly, it shouldn't have become a chronic condition. You're so young, Mr. Cheng, and your pulse feels very steady. There's no need to worry."
Cheng Lingjun gave a vague reply. Although he seemed fine, Lin Ying felt that he had something he couldn't say. However, after observing his pulse and seeing that there was nothing abnormal, she assumed that as a man and a husband who had given birth, he probably couldn't tell her if he had any discomfort. So she said, "Alright, Xian'er, you see Cheng Lingjun off."
Lin Ying gave Lin Xian a wink, and Lin Xian naturally understood. He nodded and said to Cheng Lingjun, "Young Master Cheng, this way."
Cheng Lingjun thanked her again and walked out.
Once outside the house, Lin Xian whispered, "Before, we were indoors, and I was afraid that Young Master Cheng might have something he couldn't say. Now it's just the two of us. If you're feeling unwell, you can tell me. Although my medical skills aren't superb, I've studied medicine for many years. Even if I can't diagnose it, I can recommend the old doctor in town to you."
Looking into his sincere eyes, Cheng Lingjun knew he genuinely wanted to help him, but how could he dare to reveal that he had taken the medicine? After hesitating for a long time, Cheng Lingjun said, "I've only just arrived in Dahuai Village and I'm not familiar with the medical skills of the two doctors. Is Doctor Lin's medical skill truly accurate?"
Lin Xian was somewhat displeased that they doubted their medical skills, but Cheng Lingjun was very polite and did not seem to be deliberately picking a fight, so he explained, "My mother used to be a military doctor who accompanied the army. She only returned to Dahuai Village to practice medicine because she was old and homesick. Her medical skills are not the best, but they are well-known in the surrounding area. If you don't believe me, you can ask other people."
Cheng Lingjun apologized repeatedly, saying, "I didn't mean to offend the two doctors, but I have some concerns. I've heard that improper postpartum care can damage the body and make it difficult to conceive again."
Cheng Lingjun still concealed his biggest concern and revealed that he had given up the idea of having children when he drank the medicine. He came to see the doctor not because he wanted to have children—he was already divorced. But if the doctor couldn't see that he couldn't have children, could the doctor's medical skills be trusted?
Lin Xian had hoped that Lin Ying wouldn't notice, but Lin Xian was very helpful. He could tell they were good doctors, so he took the risk and told them. However, he only mentioned it under the pretense of improper postpartum care, and naturally wouldn't reveal the real reason.
A flicker of surprise crossed Lin Xian's eyes. Cheng Lingjun was already divorced, yet she still wanted to have children? Could it be…?
Stop, stop! Lin Xian commanded himself not to think any further. The patient in front of him was the priority. After thinking for a while, he said, "Among the patients I have treated in my life, there are indeed some who, as you said, have not been properly treated. It is impossible for them not to have damaged their fertility. However, those patients do not need to have their pulse checked. We can tell from their complexion and tongue coating that they are cold and weak. Their pulse is thin, rapid and weak. My mother and I have both examined them. If there is such a problem, we would definitely tell you."
The implication is that Cheng Lingjun is in excellent health and doesn't seem to have suffered any serious injury.
Cheng Lingjun raised an eyebrow. It seemed that the medicine couldn't be detected from the pulse. Oh well, he didn't want to have any more children anyway. He just wanted to know that he was healthy and alright. So he said, "I misunderstood you two doctors. I'm really sorry. But could you... please keep my conversation with Doctor Lin today a secret?"
“Of course,” Lin Xian said. “As doctors, we would never disclose a patient’s secrets, so Young Master Cheng can rest assured.”
Lin Xian saw him to the door, and Cheng Lingjun then took his leave and went home.
Before he even stepped into his house, Guan Yue followed him from behind.
"How is it?" Guan Yue asked anxiously.
Cheng Lingjun raised an eyebrow, "You're following me?"
"Ahem, it's on the way, it's on the way," Guan Yue waved her hand and said, "That's not important. What did the doctor say?"
"You even stopped by the doctor's house on the way?" Cheng Lingjun joked before saying, "The doctor said I'm fine."
"That's good," Guan Yue breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "I thought something was wrong when I saw your face. You scared me."
"Do I look unwell?"
"No, it's just that I thought you would at least be happier."
"Hmm... there's nothing to be happy about. This result is just what I expected. Didn't I tell you earlier that I'm fine?" Cheng Lingjun didn't mention that the two doctors hadn't diagnosed his biggest problem. But judging from Guan Yue's expression, she didn't seem to have any intention of asking about it.
Cheng Lingjun suddenly wondered if he had actually just been drinking ordinary herbal medicine, and why no one seemed to care or pay attention to it.
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