Is anyone home?
There was a knock on the courtyard gate, and Lu Yuan went to open it.
The moment Huang Shiwen saw Lu Yuan, he grasped his hand and almost burst into tears of joy.
"Comrade Lu, you're finally home."
Lu Yuan then remembered the appointment he had made with Dr. Huang two days ago.
"I'm so sorry, something came up at my relative's house and my whole family has been helping out these past two days. We haven't been able to keep our appointment with you. I'm really sorry."
"It's alright, it's alright, we've already heard about it, please accept our condolences."
As Dr. Huang spoke, he turned halfway to the side and introduced the three people behind him.
A girl whose face was completely covered by a face towel and a middle-aged couple. The middle-aged man's surname was Yan, and he was an old classmate of Dr. Huang. The girl's name was Yan Yuting.
The Yan couple were carrying quite a few things.
Lu Yuan welcomed the four people into the house. Upon seeing this, Mo Yitao and the others quickly led the children into the room, leaving the space to the children.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Wen Moxue suggested checking on the girl.
Yan Yuting glanced at Lu Yuan, then removed her veil with trembling hands. Even though Wen Moxue was prepared, she was still startled by the injuries on Yan Yuting's face.
The girl's face was covered with spiderweb-like wrinkles, and the waxy yellow and dark red intertwined into terrifying patterns, like carbonized tree bark after being scorched by high temperature. Her nose bridge was twisted into a strange angle due to the stretching of the wound, and her lips were also crooked and pulled to one side.
hiss--
Wen Moxue felt pain just looking at the scar, and a look of horror appeared on her face.
Yan Yuting, like a startled rabbit, quickly lowered her head and wrapped a face towel around her face. Her mother immediately came over to hug and comfort her.
Wen Moxue realized she had been a bit out of line and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I was out of line."
Yan Yuting simply lowered her head and shook it without making a sound.
Wen Muxue asked, "Were you injured by sulfuric acid?"
Mother Yan's eyes instantly reddened again. She nodded and asked anxiously, "Dr. Wen, can you tell at a glance what caused my daughter's scar? Can this scar be cured?"
At this moment, Wen Moxue was also unsure whether the scar was too severe.
"I can't guarantee it, but I can try my best."
"That's great, thank you Dr. Wen. Please feel free to try it, we're willing to pay any price."
Mother Yan excitedly grabbed Wen Moxue and said, as if she had already received a guarantee.
It's no wonder she was so excited, because Wen Moxue was the first doctor who didn't refuse outright, which gave them endless hope.
Wen Moxue said, "However, even if there is a way to heal your injury, it won't be able to be done in ten days or half a month. I'm leaving Hangzhou in a few days to go back home, so I'm afraid I can only leave some medicine behind to test its effects."
Mother Yan hurriedly asked, "Isn't Doctor Wen from Hangzhou?"
"Yes, I married and moved to Liaoning Province. I came back this time to visit my family. I've been here for over a month, and it's time to go back."
The Yan family of three were a little disappointed. Huang Shiwen said, "Dr. Wen, could you leave your contact information from your hometown? If it works, we can contact you in time."
"OK."
Wen Moxue gave them the phone number of the Changhe Brigade and said, "I'll prepare a box of medicine for you today, and you can come and pick it up tomorrow."
"Alright, then I'll have to trouble you, Dr. Wen," Dr. Wen's mother said politely.
Just as the group was about to take their leave, there was another knock on the courtyard gate. Lu Yuan ran to open the gate and quickly led the group inside.
The visitors were Mo Mingxiu and Jian Qiuhua, along with Mo Mingde and his two sons, Mo Zihong and Mo Ziyang. They were initially surprised to see guests, but then Mo Mingde exclaimed in surprise, "Director Yan, what are you doing here?"
Director?
Lu Yuan and Wen Moxue were surprised; this person was actually a bureau chief. Mo Mingde worked in the Commerce Bureau, so this person must be the bureau chief of the Commerce Bureau.
Yan Keqin was also surprised to see Mo Mingde. "Section Chief Mo, it's you! What are you doing here?"
Mo Mingde hurriedly stepped forward to shake hands, "Director Yan, this is my niece's home. I came to talk to my niece about something, and I didn't expect to run into you here."
"Is your niece Dr. Wen?" Yan Keqin asked tentatively.
Mo Mingde looked at Wen Moxue and said with a smile, "If you are referring to Dr. Wen as this girl Xiaoxue, then that's right."
"So Dr. Wen is your niece? What a coincidence!" Yan Keqin's tone became noticeably more intimate.
Seeing them standing and exchanging pleasantries, Lu Yuan quickly greeted them, "Director Yan, Uncle, please sit down. I'll go brew another pot of tea. You can sit down and chat."
Yan Keqin waved his hand in refusal, saying, "Comrade Lu and Dr. Wen, we'll be leaving now and will come back tomorrow."
They could tell that the relatives had come for some reason, so they didn't want to bother them any further.
He then patted Mo Mingde's arm and said, "Old Mo, come over to my house sometime."
"Alright, Director Yan, I'll come to report to you later."
Mo Mingde followed Lu Yuan to see Dr. Huang and the Yan family out the door. He asked, "Yuan, did Director Yan come to you to ask for medicine?"
When he heard the other person call Xiaoxue "doctor," he thought of asking for medicine.
Lu Yuan nodded in agreement.
Mo Mingde then asked, "Can Xiaoxue heal Director Yan's daughter's scars?"
He knew that the bureau chief's daughter had been attacked with sulfuric acid a few years ago; it was a widely publicized incident at the time. Back then, the bureau chief wasn't the bureau chief yet; he was a director. He was promoted to bureau chief not long after his daughter was injured.
Lu Yuan replied, "The scar is too severe. Xiaoxue isn't entirely confident either. She can only try her best."
After saying that, he smiled and asked, "Uncle, you knew before that Xiaoxue had some scar removal cream that worked quite well. Why didn't you introduce your bureau chief to us? If you had, your bureau chief would definitely remember your kindness."
Mo Mingde waved his hand and said, "I've heard how serious the director's daughter's injuries are. They went to Kyoto and Haishi for medical treatment but to no avail. I dare not recommend her casually. If she can be cured, that's fine, but if she can't, it won't do me any good."
Lu Yuan smiled. This uncle of his was an honest man and a steady person.
The two stopped talking and went into the house together. As soon as they entered, they saw that Mo Yitao and the others had already come out with the child. Jian Qiuhua was kneeling in front of Mo Yitao and Wen Moxue, apologizing with snot and tears streaming down her face, and occasionally slapping herself twice.
"Peach, Xiaoxue, I was wrong before. I was blinded by greed. I was wrong, I was really wrong!"
"Slap slap—"
“I shouldn’t have said those things. I was just talking nonsense in the heat of the moment. Just ignore me and don’t hold it against me. I will never do it again. Really, I will never do it again.”
"Clap clap clap—"
"Waaah, Peach, Xiaoxue, please, forgive me, save Zifeng, save him..."
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