On the third day, the head of the Lin family came back and after hearing about this, he called Lin Yiyi to the main hall and carefully asked her the reason.
Lin Yiyi explained that she just picked up an injured person on the road and had no other intentions. As a medical family, they couldn't just stand by and watch someone die!
"Daughter, you've done well," the head of the Lin family praised. "Our Lin family's ancestor was just a quack doctor who peddled medicine all over the country, curing many people's illnesses. Most of the time, he wouldn't charge anyone because they were poor. Later, he gradually gained a reputation and opened his first clinic. Unexpectedly, business became incredibly prosperous, with a constant stream of patients coming in. Because of your medical ethics and compassion, patients trust you and come to you, and that's how your clinic gained fame and reputation."
Lin Yiyi has heard her father tell this story countless times since she was a child, and her father also heard it from his grandfather since he was a child. It is a story passed down from generation to generation. The plaque hanging in the middle of the hall in the mansion has four big words written on it: Medical Ethics and Medical Heart.
The head of the family said a few simple words and then hurried back to the palace for something. He heard that something big had happened in the palace and many people were sick.
On the seventh day after Wang Xiaohai arrived at the Lin Mansion, the maid sent to take care of Wang Xiaohai poured medicine into Wang Xiaohai's mouth. Only three seconds later, Wang Xiaohai slowly opened his eyes and woke up.
"Who... are you?" This was Wang Xiaohai's first words after waking up.
The maid who was cleaning up the medicine bowl was obviously startled. Her hand trembled, and the porcelain bowl fell to the ground, breaking into two pieces, and then she ran out of the door.
Lin Yiyi had just returned from a branch store out of town today and was sitting at the long sandalwood table in the hall of the mansion to rest, holding a cup of steaming Xuejing tea in her hand and sipping it gently.
"Miss, Miss, the person you brought back has woken up!" The maid who was feeding Wang Xiaohai medicine rushed into the hall of the mansion shouting, staggering and almost stepping on her own foot and falling.
"Ah!" Lin Yiyi shook the tea bowl in her hand, and the scalding hot tea splashed onto her snow-white lace dress, staining it with a tea-colored stain.
Lin Yiyi stood up hurriedly and swung her skirt a few times, which burned her thigh!
"Come with me and take a look." She didn't understand how the unconscious man woke up. She had planned to send him to the clinic if he didn't wake up after a month.
The two of them hurried towards the room where Wang Xiaohai was. The beautiful flowers on both sides of the corridor failed to attract their attention.
"Miss, do you want to ask two servants to go with you? This patient who just woke up also looks like a warrior. His sculpted muscles are faintly visible under his clothes." The maid was a little worried. If this man was a pervert or violent guy, it would be dangerous!
"No need...for that. This is in our Lin Mansion." Lin Yiyi had also encountered difficult patients before and understood that dealing with uncontrollable patients could sometimes be very dangerous.
The maid thought that the young lady was still thick-skinned. If someone suddenly attacked and took her hostage, no matter how many servants there were, they would not dare to get close to her!
When turning a corner, the maid saw two servants dozing off, so she asked them to follow her.
Wang Xiaohai was lying on the bed, thinking: "This must be a maid. How strange! She actually ran away when she saw me. Am I a cannibal? I'll eat...but I'm really hungry now. I'm too hungry to stand up. The energy I've replenished these days is only enough to wake me up, and I can't move yet." He used energy very precisely and accurately. These medicinal soups did not have much energy. He calculated that the energy in his body was only enough to say ten sentences, and each sentence could not exceed twenty words. If he didn't replenish his energy after finishing speaking, he would fall into a coma again.
Just as he was thinking about it, the door was pushed open with a creak, and Lin Yiyi, the maid and two male servants entered the room together.
"Ah, you're awake!" Lin Yiyi asked in surprise, "How do you feel now?"
"I don't feel well." Wang Xiaohai replied, and he had nine sentences left.
"Why did you faint in the middle of the road?" Lin Yiyi asked curiously.
"Our young lady found you and kindly rescued you," the maid interrupted.
"Thank you. Here, I can't tell you why you fainted. Do you have any food?" Wang Xiaohai still had enough energy to support eight sentences.
"You can't tell me. Are you being chased by your enemies? Are you hungry?" Lin Yiyi's eyes sparkled.
"I'm very hungry. I'm not being chased, I'm chasing people," said Wang Xiaohai.
There are seven more sentences.
"You—you're chasing people too?" Lin Yiyi took a step back. "You're going to kill ordinary people? I saved you, you can't kill me."
"I won't kill you. If you give me some food, I will give you money, a lot of money." Wang Xiaohai said weakly. He didn't want to say any more nonsense.
There are six more sentences.
"We've seen you. All you have on you is a set of clothes and a ring on your hand. You don't have much money. Are you going to give the ring to us?" The maids came every day, and she knew this very well. They wanted to help take it off and wash it, but they didn't expect the ring to be as strong as a root, and she couldn't pull it off even if she tried her best.
"I can't give you the ring, and even if I give it to you, I can't keep it." Wang Xiaohai said, "Anyway, I have a way to pay you, don't worry."
There are more than twenty words, and Wang Xiaohai still has four sentences left.
"Xinlan, prepare some food for him. I think he has been lying down for a few days without eating, and he is indeed hungry!" Lin Yiyi felt that a meal was nothing. No matter how poor the Lin family was, they would not be so poor that they could not even have a meal.
"Miss!" The maid Xinlan stamped her feet and left the room. She thought that the young lady was too kind and was tricked into eating and drinking for free by this bad guy again.
"Don't worry, I will thank you." Wang Xiaohai lacks everything now, but not money. His ring contains most of Juetian and the president's golden houses. Each golden house contains countless gold, silver and jewelry, which are the results of the president's plundering for thousands of years.
He will faint in three more sentences.
Lin Yiyi saw that Wang Xiaohai didn't want to talk much at the moment, so she didn't disturb him.
A few minutes later, Xinlan brought a bowl of lean meat porridge, and everyone in the house made way for her.
"Can you feed me? Also, this porridge is a little little, you can fill a bucket and bring it over." Wang Xiaohai said more than twenty words again, and he only had the last sentence left.
The energy provided by this porridge is not much, just a drop in the bucket for him.
"You are really asking for too much. I won't feed you anymore!" Xinlan put the bowl heavily on the bedside table, almost spilling the porridge.
"Xinlan, why are you talking to a patient like that?" Lin Yiyi said, "Just do as he says. Go and prepare the porridge quickly. I'll feed him the porridge myself."
Xinlan left angrily and asked a servant to help.
After Lin Yiyi fed Wang Xiaohai a bowl of porridge, Wang Xiaohai's digestion was replenished and his body directly transformed the energy into his heart. His blood was replenished a little, and he was finally able to speak without restriction. Previously, the only remaining energy he had was provided to his vocal cords and heart, and his heart almost stopped beating and he went into a state of winter eyes.
Half an hour later, after Lin Yiyi fed this guy who had always made excessive demands a bucket of meat porridge, this guy was finally able to get up and move.
"Give me five more cows." Wang Xiaohai said something that made the four people in the room fall down. He could only maintain basic movements now and could not use his martial energy.
The four looked at Wang Xiaohai as if he were a monster, wondering if he was a monster in human skin? How could he eat so much?
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