Chapter 75 Good Medicine
A week later.
The long winter is finally over.
The ice and snow began to melt.
The weather forecast says that the temperature will continue to rise in the near future and it will be sunny every day.
Shi Yin made an appointment with her attending physician for a follow-up checkup today. She arrived at the private clinic on time and sat for two or three minutes before Dr. Rong, wearing a white coat, pushed the door open and came in.
She stood up.
Greeted politely.
Doctor Rong took off his mask, poured her a glass of water, and looked her over several times: "You look much better than the last time we checked you."
She has a checkup every 2-3 months.
The last time was at the end of December last year.
Shi Yin glanced at the desk calendar and the page she turned to showed: February 27, 2026.
She sat down again, took the water handed to her by the doctor with both hands, and nodded and replied, "I slept a little longer."
"How many hours of sleep can you get at night now?"
"About five hours."
“It’s been a huge improvement.”
For patients like her in the middle or late stages of the disease, even getting five extra minutes of sleep is a rare feat, let alone half an hour. Many people take tons of medication and even engage in psychological counseling for years without seeing any improvement.
"It might be because I've been involved in so many exciting projects recently, and also because my housekeeper, Uncle Han, has a herbal remedy that helps with sleep, and he makes a small bowl of calming tea for me every evening."
Dr. Rong knows all these projects.
I've heard her say that before.
I also saw the post she took a screenshot of and sent me about the so-called treatment for depression.
Dr. Rong didn't refute her. He listened carefully, picked up an ornament on the table, and said with a smile, "My daughter went abroad a while ago and brought me this little gadget."
"It's cute."
"Do you usually go to boutiques and buy these?"
"Very rarely." Shi Yin thought for a moment, then added, "But my husband shopped a lot. After returning to work on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, he went abroad. When he came back, he gave me a pink deer."
"The little deer in the glass box."
"Yes."
"You sent it to me to see, it is indeed very beautiful."
"He also bought me a pearl ring before, which is also very beautiful."
"Your husband has good taste."
"He's a very talkative person. He says more in one minute than I do in a whole day. I've always wondered how big his brain must be to hold so many words."
"He's a chatterbox."
"Yes, the language system is well developed and he is very eloquent."
"There's a new cafe downstairs. It's delicious. Let's go have a drink after the review is over."
"Next time."
"Is there anything urgent to do?" asked Dr. Rong.
"I've made an appointment with the manager of SC Fashion to go to the store this afternoon to look at clothes."
"If I remember correctly, this is a men's clothing store?"
Shi Yin nodded: "Yes, buy it for my husband."
The clock keeps ticking.
The tea on the table was almost gone.
Doctor Rong wrote her a new prescription and sent her off. As the woman walked away and disappeared at the end of the corridor, the apprentice assistant whispered, "Miss Shi looks much better than last time. She's in better spirits."
The so-called spiritedness means having a rosy complexion.
There is a breath of life.
Instead of having an intermittent dull look, her gaze was empty from time to time, and her face was expressionless. No matter how I tried to find topics to communicate with her, she could hardly utter a few words.
We actually chatted for more than half an hour today.
It's a miracle.
"Teacher, what did you talk about with Miss Shi?"
"Her life."
"Huh? Do people with depression have lives? Every patient who comes here can't describe the world around them, and they have no idea about the future. It's hard for them to live every day."
That's right.
Dr. Rong, who has been engaged in this industry for more than 20 years, feels this deeply.
But he didn't lie. After Shi Yin sent him a message for help but regained her composure before he could call the police, he increased the frequency of chatting with her online. During the communication, he caught a key word: "Shi Yin is married."
She got the marriage certificate.
There is a newly married husband.
In the past, when I tried to find topics to communicate with her, she had no interest in anything other than revenge and seizing the family property, and I would not say a few words to her for a long time.
It has changed recently.
She was very talkative when talking about her husband, and she also had to buy clothes for him, which added a lot to her to-do list.
Everyone in this world has spiritual sustenance.
Favorite sports, secret crushes, favorite snacks and desserts, children and grandchildren, family business, etc. are all the motivation that keeps them alive.
What Shi Yin lacks is this motivation.
Doctor Rong has been carefully looking for a breakthrough in her. As a doctor, he is kind-hearted and worried that if she succeeds in seizing the family property in the future and loses this only fulcrum, her spiritual world will collapse in an instant.
He searched for a long time.
It took a whole year to find it.
I thought it would last for a long time, but unexpectedly I saw the light at the end of the tunnel.
The assistant said, "Teacher, is the post Miss Shi sent you really effective? Can stimulating projects cure depression?"
"It's just a trick for kids."
"What happened to the young lady then—"
"Her husband, right?" Doctor Rong glanced at the direction Shi Yin had left, wiped his face, and smiled, "Being with a chatterbox day after day, she's become more talkative. I chatted with her for half an hour, and my throat is dry."
The assistant scratched his head.
I don't quite understand what this means.
Could it be that stimulating projects are ineffective and Mr. Shi is the best remedy?
…
IFS shopping mall.
With the help of the salesgirl, Shi Yin picked out three sets of clothes that suited Han Zhan. She came out of the store with her shopping bags and ran into the two sisters of the An family before she had walked a few steps.
The three of them looked at each other,
They are not strangers to each other.
We all had dinner at Han’s house on New Year’s Eve.
An Leyao spoke first: "What a coincidence, isn't this Shi Yin? Hey, why aren't you wearing the pair of dragon and phoenix bracelets that Aunt Han gave you? They're a Han family heirloom, priceless. Why don't you wear them out to show off?"
"Le Yao!" An Yan pulled her behind her and apologized to Shi Yin, "I'm sorry, Xiao Yin, Le Yao was spoiled at home, so she spoke without restraint."
Shi Yin's face showed no expression. "It's okay."
She walked around the two sisters and headed straight for the elevator. The second she took a step forward, she heard An Leyao complain again, "Sister, why are you afraid of her? Not to mention that she's the unfavored second daughter of the Shi family, a well-known disaster star in the circle. In terms of the Han family's status, you're marrying Han Zheng, the president of the Han Group and the future head of the Han family. She's marrying Han Er, a mediocre man with no skills at all, who will only bring shame to the family."
Shi Yin stopped and turned to look at her: "What?"
An Leyao ignored An Yan's attempts to stop her and said arrogantly, "I said Han Zhan is useless. He's not even as good as a finger of my future brother-in-law. When my future brother-in-law becomes the head of the Han family, he will be even more insignificant. You two annoying couple should get out of the Han family as soon as possible and stop annoying people——"
“Bang!”
Shi Yin raised his hand and slapped her.
The movements are smooth.
No time to react.
An Leyao was completely stunned. A burning pain spread across her face before she realized she had been hit. The usually dignified An Yan was also taken aback. While protecting her sister, she looked up at the person in front of her and asked, "Xiaoyin, how could you hit someone?"
“Bang!”
Another slap.
It fell on An Yan's face as she spoke.
Without giving An Yan a chance to speak, Shi Yin grabbed An Leyao's hand and looked down at An Yan's pale face: "You didn't discipline your sister well, so you deserve a beating too."
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