"Of course, it's my honor." Jiang Nian always felt that they seemed to be too polite. Apart from his identity as a doctor, he seemed to be trying to get close to him.
Zhang Yan smiled more contentedly, "Then just follow Yan Bai and call me aunt."
Jiang Nian blinked, but did not follow her words. Instead, he called out, "Auntie, you are too polite."
Zhang Yan and Mr. Song looked at each other. There was a hint of embarrassment when Zhang Yan lowered his head, but he did not show it later.
After dinner, Jiang Nian took Ye Zhiqiu back to the room.
Ye Zhiqiu wondered, "Master, could it be that they misunderstood your relationship with Comrade Song Yanbai?"
Jiang Nian raised her eyebrows. She actually had some doubts, but the other person didn't give any specific details. If she pointed it out and it turned out not to be the case, it would seem like she was being a little self-indulgent.
"Don't talk nonsense. They need my help now, so it's normal for me to be polite." She said perfunctorily.
Ye Zhiqiu blinked and said no more.
Some of the medicinal herbs Jiang Nian prescribed were difficult to find, so Song Yanbai had to run to several places before he could find them all.
When he came back, it was already afternoon.
Song Yanci was not as lucky as Song Yanbai, and the first treatment did not have any effect.
It was obvious that when Jiang Nian stated this fact, Zhang Yan and Song Lao were visibly disappointed.
After all, they are his relatives, so this kind of emotion is inevitable, and Jiang Nian understands it very well.
In the next few days, despite constantly changing prescriptions and adjusting methods, Song Yanci still showed no signs of waking up.
Time flies, more than ten days have passed, and Jiang Nian no longer considers whether to give him heavy medicine for treatment.
At this time, downstairs.
The arrival of Song's father and his family broke the peace here at Old Song's place.
As soon as Zheng Jia came in, she asked, "Dad, sister-in-law, I heard that Yan Bai found two little girls from outside to treat Yan Ci. Why didn't you notify us?"
Before Mr. Song could say anything, Song's father frowned and said, "Can you be more polite?" What will people think if they hear you, little girl, if you keep talking?
Zheng Jia rolled his eyes at him and said, "Why am I being rude? I just care about Yan Ci. And what I said was not wrong. He just found two little girls to come here. How capable can they be at such a young age? They have been treating him for so long, but there is still no effect at all."
After she finished speaking, she pulled Zhang Yan and said, "Sister-in-law, you can't be fooled. Yan Ci has seen so many doctors but none of them could cure him. How can you just trust these two little girls? Aren't you afraid that they might cause some problems?"
Old Song sat on the bench tiredly and asked them, "What on earth are you doing here?"
Zheng Jia could see that Old Song was impatient with them, but she didn't care. She said, "We are here to see Yan Ci. We are uncles and aunts after all. When we went out to buy groceries today, we happened to run into Sister Zhang from the hospital. We found out that you actually found two country girls to treat Yan Ci. Of course, we were worried, so we hurried over to see him. By the way, is Yan Ci okay?"
"It's very good, and Doctor Jiang is indeed a capable person. Although Yan Ci hasn't woken up, his condition seems to be much better than before. Sister-in-law, you shouldn't say that about him." What Zhang Yan said was the truth. At least after taking those medicines, his face was indeed not as pale as before.
Although he still hadn't woken up, he looked much better and his breathing was no longer weak. This chapter has been read (please click on the next chapter to continue reading!)
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