The woman lifted the satin quilt and tried to get out of bed.

But he was stopped by Zhuang Yao who rushed over.

"Aunt, what do you think?"

Zhuang Yao tucked the quilt for the woman, sat down beside the bed and asked with concern.

The woman stroked Zhuang Yao's hand, smiled and said:

"It's an old problem. Your mother and I both have bad stomachs. Maybe we ate too cold food in the past two days and have been feeling uncomfortable ever since."

Zhuang Yao seemed to remember something and called Lin Han over:

"Lin Han, I treated the child some time ago."

The woman screamed, and despite Zhuang Yao and Yan Shi's dissuasion, she insisted on getting down and bowed respectfully to Lin Han.

"Lin Han is the savior of the Yan family. It would be rude of me not to come and thank him in person. If I continue to lie there, it would be unacceptable!"

Lin Han didn't say much.

The best thing to do is to obey the old man's wishes. If you refuse too much, everyone will feel uncomfortable.

He asked the woman to lie down again, and put his fingers on her pulse to feel it carefully.

In fact, there is no need to observe, smell, ask or palpate.

The first time he saw the woman, he had an electronic prompt in his mind.

[Name: Zeng Lian, age: 65, height: 163cm]

【Disease: Gastric cancer】

[Expected life span: 3 months]

[Using Xuantong Body Strengthening Technique combined with Hua Tuo's Golden Needle, acupuncture every seven days can extend lifespan by about 5 years. ]

hiss……

Lin Han frowned.

In other words, Yan Shi's mother, who had stomach cancer, only had three months to live.

Only by using Hua Tuo's golden needles can she live for another five years.

After Lin Han finished his diagnosis, he looked at the woman's face and said carefully:

"Have you been to the hospital?"

The woman shook her head and said, "I just had a physical examination some time ago, and everything seemed fine, so I didn't go to the hospital."

Lin Han hummed and turned to Yan Shi:

"Brother, I'll prescribe some medicine for Auntie first. We'll see how it works in three days."

Afterwards, he comforted the woman for a few more words before leaving the bedroom with Yan Shi and Zhuang Yao.

As soon as he went out, Lin Han called Yan Shi and Zhuang Yao.

He said solemnly: "Aunt's condition is not optimistic. I'm afraid..."

"What is it?" Zhuang Yao asked anxiously.

Yan Shi looked at Lin Han, but the expression on his face was very bad.

Perhaps he had anticipated his mother's illness.

“Stomach cancer.”

"What? Auntie, she has stomach cancer?"

Lin Han nodded and patted Yan Shi's arm, signaling him not to be too sad:

"Aunt had a checkup some time ago, and it turned out to be acute gastric cancer. It is estimated that she will not live long."

After Lin Han finished speaking, Yan Shi suddenly realized,

He grabbed Lin Han's arm and said in a hoarse voice:

"Brother, you must save my mother!"

Lin Han did not hide anything and told Yan Shi everything:

"If you use gold needles to treat it, it can probably keep Auntie alive for about five years."

"Five years?" Obviously, Yan Shi could not accept this statement.

But he knew that if Lin Han said five years, then the number of doctors in the hospital could only be less than five years, and could never be more than five years.

"Okay, I'll follow your arrangements, Lin Han."

After Yan Shi finished speaking, he lowered his head and no longer had the energy or energy to entertain Zhuang Yao and the others.

Lin Han and Zhuang Yao had no choice but to leave first and made an appointment to give acupuncture to Yan's mother next week.

After leaving the villa and getting in the car for a long time, Zhuang Yao finally spoke:

"I never expected that after not seeing my aunt for two or three years, when I saw her again, she had already..."

It can be seen that Zhuang Yao and Yan's mother have a very good relationship.

Lin Han comforted her with a few words and then reminded Zhuang Yao that she also needed to take care of her stomach.

"Do you often have acid reflux, stomach pain and other minor problems?"

Zhuang Yao looked at Lin Han in disbelief and nodded:

"You really are a miracle doctor! No wonder my cousin and his family trust you so much!"

The two drove around but still hadn't decided where to stay.

Elder Shuangmulin is here.

Lin Han's home, his parents are there.

It was not appropriate for the two of them to suddenly disturb Huangfu Xue and Shen Nianyi's home so late.

"Then I'll take you to the hotel. Stay for one night and we can discuss accommodation tomorrow."

After hearing what Lin Han said, Zhuang Yao nodded without any expression.

Lin Han drove her to a five-star hotel and checked in with her.

Finally, I was still worried and went to check the room.

I only planned to leave after confirming that there were no problems with the windows and doors.

Who knew that before he reached the door, Zhuang Yao hugged him from behind.

Lin Han glanced down.

Zhuang Yao's two white and tender arms were tightly wrapped around her waist.

There was also a soft and delicate feeling of being wrapped on the back.

Lin Han did not struggle to break away from her, but turned gently so that he was facing Zhuang Yao.

The two of them could hear each other's breath, and Zhuang Yao's phoenix eyes were filled with thick mist.

The tip of the nose is still red.

"I don't want you to leave."

She lowered her head and leaned on Lin Han's shoulder and said.

…

The next day.

Lin Han and Zhuang Yao slept until the afternoon before returning to Shuangmulin.

Mr. Zhang was greeting guests. When he saw them come back, he pointed to the back room and said that lunch was ready.

After eating, I just sat down in the restaurant when two black cars stopped at the door.

Four or five men in shirts and trousers got out of the car.

He looked up at the door, pushed it open and walked in.

The leader was a fat man with a Mediterranean appearance, big ears, thick lips, and spoke not very standard Mandarin.

“Who is the legal representative of Shuangmulin?”

Lin Han looked him up and walked up to him and said, "Yes, may I ask who you are?"

The henchman behind the bald fat man introduced himself:

"We are from the Cultural Bureau, and this is our leader Liu."

The bald fat man called Leader Liu, with his hands behind his back and his belly protruding, snorted.

Lin Han asked Leader Liu indifferently:

"What's the matter?"

Leader Liu walked around the store with his hands behind his back, his eyes scanning the exquisite antique vases, porcelain plates, cups and saucers.

"There will be a collection exchange meeting in Siping City next month, and cultural bureaus from all provinces across the country will participate."

Lin Han frowned.

He had heard of the exchange meeting, but that was a government activity, almost like brother provinces showing off their muscles and strength.

Individual bosses like Lin Han generally do not participate.

"I've heard about it, but we're not planning on attending."

As soon as he finished speaking, the follower who had just spoken said:

"Who told you to participate?"

Lin Han was even more confused.

"Since we don't need to participate, what are you doing here?"

The attendant said:

"We hope Shuangmulin will bring out two pieces of its collection to participate in the exhibition on behalf of the Siping Municipal Bureau of Culture."

What?

Lin Han looked at the follower's flickering eyes, and then looked at Leader Liu's timid expression.

He smiled and said directly:

"Are you doing this in the capacity of Shuangmulin or the Siping Cultural Bureau?"

"You!" The follower glared at Lin Han angrily, looking like he was about to lose his temper.

However, Leader Liu waved his hand, signaling him not to be impulsive.

"Isn't it the duty of stall owners like you to contribute to the cultural development of Siping City?"

"Now we give you a chance to bring out your collection. The Cultural Bureau is just borrowing it. We will return it to you after the exhibition."

After saying this, Leader Liu placed his fat hand on a Qing Dynasty enamel bottle.

He looked at Lin Han half threateningly and half jokingly.