The space, the system, the koi fish—not a single thing made a sound.
The door creaked open.
Li Tianlang, dressed in white, walked out looking exhausted.
He looked at Yuan Doudou's anxious face, smiled and said, "It's alright, he'll wake up once the anesthesia wears off."
Yuan Doudou was so grateful that she almost knelt down.
At this moment, anesthetics are more precious than gold. Li Tianlang is truly a doctor with great medical ethics, actually using anesthetics on An Rong.
"Thank you, Dr. Li." Her voice trembled, and every cell in her body seemed to be jumping.
In comparison, Wang Qiqiang was much calmer. "Dr. Li, how much will it cost? I'll figure something out."
DouDou probably doesn't have much money.
Yuan Doudou suddenly realized with a start that she had forgotten to pay An Rong, which had made her worry about him.
Li Tianlang waved his hand and said coolly, "No need, Dou Dou is my friend, it's my responsibility to save him."
The servant was stunned.
You should know that even if it's the husband's mother who comes to see a doctor, she still has to go through the procedures and pay every penny.
Last time, a patient came to Ping'an Village, also under the name of Miss Yuan. Doctor Li personally treated her, used a lot of expensive medicinal herbs, and let her leave without paying a penny.
"Dr. Li, I must pay what I owe," Yuan Doudou said firmly, her tone leaving no room for refusal.
Li Tianlang remained calm, her eyes so resolute, showing that she could bravely face any difficulty.
Why didn't he meet Yuan Doudou sooner?
Why is it that person named An Rong?
The more he thought about it, the more his heart ached.
"Well, if you insist, then so be it." She was being very thoughtful, thinking that paying would prevent her from owing him a favor.
Yuan Doudou went to pay the bill, and when she heard the accountant announce that it was twenty taels of silver, she regretted it. She was really suffering for being so proud.
What were you pretending to be so high and mighty for?
They offered to waive the medical fees, but I still insisted on paying.
Now you're completely stumped.
He only had a little over five taels of silver on him.
"Um, can I pay on credit?" she asked shamelessly, still hesitating for a moment.
The accountant glanced at Li Tianlang, caught in a dilemma.
Tianming Medical Clinic has never offered credit.
This girl has a very close relationship with her husband; if he says no, she probably won't have a good ending.
"I'll bring you the rest of the money tomorrow. If you don't believe me, I can write a receipt." Her money was kept in a money exchange, so she could withdraw it early.
The accountant glanced at Li Tianlang again, wondering why the master wasn't speaking.
Is it going to work or not?
Tian Qi walked over, took out twenty taels of silver, and handed it to the accountant with great generosity, saying, "I'll pay for this first. Miss Yuan can pay me back when she has the money. I don't want interest."
He's usually stingy, so it's rare for him to be this generous.
It feels so good to be able to act like a tycoon without spending any of my own money.
"Tian Qi, you are a good person." Yuan Doudou clasped her hands together, tears of gratitude streaming down her face.
Tian Qi's lips twitched. He didn't want to be a good person; it was the teacher who made him be one.
After paying, Yuan Doudou went into the ward.
Walking to the bedside, she looked helplessly at An Rong, who was wrapped up like a mummy.
Apart from his face being completely unharmed, the rest of his body was covered in wounds.
"An Rong, what exactly did you go through?" In the original owner's memories, An Rong was a chubby man.
He went out chubby and fair-skinned, and came back as this lean and wiry man, with a complexion like Louis Koo's.
The person on the bed was quiet and still, like a statue.
His features are so exquisitely perfect that any man would be captivated by him.
I've only ever seen her in novels; her bewitching beauty is captivating.
I suppose that's what An Rong looks like.
A man like him would be a menace on the battlefield.
Can my comrades still concentrate on fighting?
Yuan Doudou was lost in her fantasies and completely failed to notice that the person on the bed had already woken up.
Is it her?
An Rong slowly opened her eyes and saw the person she had been thinking about day and night.
She is her own medicine.
When they met last time, he resisted the urge to acknowledge her as his wife.
Three years have passed, and her appearance is even more beautiful than before. Her once pretty and youthful face now resembles a blooming rose, exuding a mature fragrance.
The small hill between his eyebrows is heartbreaking to see.
Is she worried about herself?
A smile played on his lips, and the pain throughout his body was relieved by her adorable expression.
"Cough cough." The person on the bed coughed a few times.
"You're awake?" Yuan Doudou asked in surprise, the anesthesia wearing off faster than expected.
An Rong's gaze was intense as he stared intently at her face, afraid of missing a single smile or gesture.
Yuan Doudou felt a chill run down her spine under his gaze. Had he lost his memory?
That's how it's always portrayed on TV: after the male lead is seriously injured, he loses his memory, becomes indifferent to the female lead, and falls in love with another woman.
Will he also take the path of abandoning his wife and children?
no.
We can't let him succeed.
“Um, you are An Rong, and I am Yuan Doudou. We are husband and wife and have a three-year-old son. Three years ago, you went to serve in the army. A few days later, the authorities sent news that you had died in battle. Later, I heard from people that you were still alive. I never thought I would actually meet you on the mountain.”
An Rong listened patiently to her, watching her cherry lips chatter on and on, and his heart was filled with ripples of emotion.
She seems to have changed.
I used to see him with his head down.
Even when she occasionally looks up, her eyelids are always lowered.
She didn't dare to look up at herself until after they got married.
He considered her his younger sister and vowed to cherish and protect her for the rest of his life.
They hadn't consummated their marriage until he drank that cup of wine, and in the middle of the night, feeling hot all over, they became intimate in a hazy state.
The next day, he was startled by a dark red stain on the handkerchief. From then on, he walked on thin ice, vowing never to do anything to hurt her again.
Later, the world didn't give him another chance to touch her. The imperial court conscripted soldiers, and he had no choice but to join the army.
It seems that they conceived their child that very night.
“My son is named Anji, which is auspicious and lucky. I also hope that you will be able to turn bad luck into good luck when you are away from home. It was my choice, and she really predicted it.”
Upon receiving her mother's message, Yuan Doudou's eyes reddened.
"I'm sorry, you weren't home and I didn't take good care of Mother. Her illness dragged on and became terminal, and she passed away."
An Rong coughed violently, which aggravated his wounds, causing him to break out in a cold sweat from the pain.
"Don't be too sad. Your mother is gone, but you are still young and you still have your son. You must live well."
An Rong was stunned. She had become stronger than a man, like the head of the family, speaking in a mature and old-fashioned manner.
What happened to turn a shy, introverted, timid, and dull person into what they are now?
An Rong felt a terrible headache coming on.
"Take a break, I'll get you some water." Patients are thirsty when they wake up.
Anrong was very well-behaved and didn't complain of being thirsty.
Yuan Doudou picked up the kettle on the table, poured a glass of water, and brought it over, but then she ran into a problem.
It's not convenient for him to drink while he's lying down.
"Let me help you up." She put the water glass on the stool next to her, reached her arm over the back of his neck, supported his head, and lifted him up.
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