Aunt Goose was very happy to see Zhang Xingrong. She held her hand and asked her a lot of questions.
Aunt Goose's son, on the other hand, didn't say anything and just kept his head down working. He didn't raise his head until Aunt Goose called him.
"Mom, my body is like this, it doesn't matter whether you see it or not."
Aunt Goose was anxious and said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about, kid? Let the doctor see it and treat it as needed!"
But he didn't seem to care.
Zhang Xingrong kindly advised, "Comrade, you should take good care of your health. If anything happens to you, what will happen to your mother?"
The man finally looked up at Zhang Xingrong and saw a man and a woman standing in the room. Perhaps the two of them were so good-looking that the whole room seemed to be glowing.
Zhang Xingrong then sat down and reminded him to take the pulse.
The man was puzzled: "Are you really a doctor? Taking the pulse is not a Western medical method."
"I studied Western medicine in school, but I also know traditional medicine. Do you want to see me?" Zhang Xingrong said impatiently. If it were last year, she wouldn't have shown her Chinese medicine skills to anyone. But now, things are different. The college entrance examination has resumed, and everyone is no longer the same.
That's why she was willing to show it, but the man in front of her was a bit ungrateful.
If it weren't for Aunt Goose's face, she would have just left.
Lu Ran stood behind Zhang Xingrong, looking at the man coldly. This man really didn't know what was good for him and couldn't tell the difference between good and bad! If he dared to say anything again, he might as well take Rong Ya away. Why treat him? It's a waste of time!
Seeing that Zhang Xingrong was about to get angry, Aunt Goose slapped her son and criticized him, "Why do you care about medicine? It's enough for me to treat you. Hurry up, if you want to see your mother live well, treat him well!"
There's nothing we can do about it. It's already good enough to have a doctor here, but you're still picky? You're simply ungrateful!
The man stopped talking at this point. Didn’t he see that everyone was angry?
Especially the man opposite, who was full of cold aura. Although he was young and not a leader, he was full of dominance, which made him inexplicably scared.
Forget it, let’s not talk about it anymore. He just stretched out his hand obediently and waited quietly to avoid being scolded.
Seeing that he had behaved well, Zhang Xingrong stopped being angry and took his pulse.
My health is really not good. I guess I have been overcoming my illnesses on my own over the years without seeing a doctor much, so my health is a bit weak. Moreover, the illnesses were not treated in time, so they accumulated and became more serious.
After the examination, Zhang Xingrong asked him to find paper and pen to write down his medical condition and any precautions.
After writing, he said, "As for the medicine, I'll take it... I'll find a way to send it to you when I get back."
She almost wanted to take it out, but the herbs were in the space, how could she take them out?
But at this point, Lu Ran looked at her deeply. However, she didn't notice. She asked the man some more questions, then wrote down all the things to pay attention to, gave them to Aunt Goose, and went back. Lu Ran followed her closely, as if he was afraid she would get lost.
When we returned to Jin Haiwen, the food was almost ready.
The group sat down to eat together, but Jin Haiwen was not very happy at the table, with a sad look on his face.
Zhang Xingrong was puzzled and pulled Lu Ran aside to ask, "What's wrong with my uncle? Why is he unhappy?"
He was obviously very happy before he left home at noon, and he was in high spirits, but why was he different when he came back in the evening?
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