Chapter 41: Forty-one, Seeing a Doctor Chapter 41: Forty-one, Seeing a Doctor As Yang Lisheng and the others got into the car, Liu Shanyue started the engine and drove forward. After almost half an hour, the car arrived at an intricately designed stainless steel gate, which slowly opened upon sensing the vehicle.
In front of them was a wide driveway that stretched far into the distance, lined with lush trees on both sides. A few leaves fell gently with the breeze, adding a unique touch of desolate beauty.
Liu Shanyue drove through the gate and proceeded steadily along the driveway.
A few minutes later, a luxurious white mansion came into view, complete with a lawn, parking lot, and fountain.
The car had just come to a stop when a young man in a black suit approached and opened the car door for Yang Lisheng and the others. The old man had already informed them that distinguished guests were arriving today, and they were instructed to treat them well.
Liu Shanyue got out of the car and walked over to Yang Lisheng and the others, smiling as she greeted them, “Uncle Yang, Aunt Yang, please come inside!”
Yang Lisheng nodded with a smile and followed Liu Shanyue into the mansion. When he used to be in Beijing, he had good relationships with many of the city’s powerful families, and had seen numerous mansions, so the Qin Family’s mansion made little impression on him.
Li Meixiang held Song Yan Ning’s hand and followed Yang Lisheng and Liu Shanyue. She was originally from an eminent family and had seen everything that needed to be seen.
Liu Shanyue led the three inside and inadvertently glanced at Song Yan Ning, noting the calmness in her eyes. She was a bit surprised; it was normal for Uncle Yang and Aunt Yang not to be impressed by the Qin Family’s opulence as they had seen the world.
But Song Yan Ning grew up in the countryside. These sights should be very novel to her, yet her demeanor was so indifferent, as if all of this was commonplace to her. Was she really just a seven-year-old child? Even the smartest and most reserved seven-year-old would reveal some genuine thoughts unless she truly found none of this remarkable. Liu Shanyue was genuinely curious about Song Yan Ning.
Song Yan Ning walked by Li Meixiang’s side, eyes straight ahead and well-behaved. She admitted that the Qin Family’s mansion was indeed nice, but compared to the palaces of the Demon World, there was no comparison.
Mr. Qin received the news and came out to greet them personally, “Old Yang, long time no see!” He admired Yang Lisheng’s medical skills greatly. When Old Yang decided to leave Beijing, many families including his own had tried to dissuade him, but Old Yang’s mind was made up, and there was nothing they could do.
When his wife first started feeling unwell, he thought of Old Yang, but he was embarrassed to ask him to travel all the way from Yang City. Fortunately, this coincided with the seventieth birthday of the head of the Song Family.
“Mr. Qin,” Yang Lisheng smiled and cupped his hands in greeting.
Mr. Qin snorted lightly, pretending to be displeased, “You insult me right when we meet, and I don’t like that. Call me Old Qin, or I won’t entertain you.”
Yang Lisheng laughed heartily, “How’s your health been lately, Old Qin?”
Mr. Qin still wasn’t entirely satisfied with the way Yang Lisheng addressed him, but this was better than ‘Mr. Qin.’ “Overall, it’s fine, but I can’t sleep at night. I have seen doctors and taken some prescribed medicine, but the effect is minimal.”
“Let me check your pulse.” Yang Lisheng reached out and took Mr. Qin’s wrist.
After a moment of silence, Yang Lisheng withdrew his hand, “There’s nothing serious. I’ll give you some acupuncture and prescribe some medicine to take for a few days. You should be fine.” Mr. Qin had always had a good relationship with his wife, and it should be his worry about her health causing the issue.
Mr. Qin nodded, leading Yang Lisheng and the others to sit down on the sofa in the living room. He picked up the tea he had just had delivered, “Old Yang, this is Wuyi Dahong Pao. Try it and tell me how it tastes. If you like it, I’ll get you some later.” Wuyi Dahong Pao is known as the “King of Rock Tea.” If it weren’t for Mr. Qin’s status, even he wouldn’t be able to drink this high-grade tea.
Yang Lisheng nodded with a smile, picked up the teacup, skimmed the tea cover over the water, took a small sip, and nodded approvingly before placing the cup back on the coffee table, “Old Qin, I would like to see Mrs. Qin’s condition first.”
“Sure!” Mr. Qin placed his cup down and stood up. He also wanted to know what was wrong with his wife as soon as possible.
Yang Lisheng turned to Li Meixiang and Song Yan Ning, “Meixiang, I’m going with Old Qin to see Mrs. Qin.”
“Alright,” Li Meixiang nodded.
“Uncle Yang, don’t worry, I will stay here with Aunt Yang,” Liu Shanyue said with a smile.
Yang Lisheng nodded with a smile, thought for a moment, “Xiao Ning, go with Grandpa.” Xiao Ning’s medical skills were even better than his. If he couldn’t find the problem, Xiao Ning could help.
“Alright.” Song Yan Ning nodded and followed Yang Lisheng and Mr. Qin.
Liu Shanyue watched Song Yan Ning follow them, filled with surprise.
Seeing Liu Shanyue constantly watching Song Yan Ning, Li Meixiang smiled slightly, “Xiao Ning knows medical skills too.”
“Oh!” Liu Shanyue nodded in understanding. No wonder Uncle Yang wanted Song Yan Ning to go with them. He probably wanted her to gain more experience. It wasn’t easy for such a young child to already be studying medicine.
Being children of the Song Family, Song Yanxue and Song Yanli lived like princesses with loving parents and people to pick them up from school, but Song Yan Ning had to rely on herself for everything.
Liu Shanyue sighed softly, “Aunt Yang, can you tell me more about Xiao Ning?” She wanted to know more about Song Yan Ning.
Li Meixiang nodded, thought for a moment, and began to talk about Song Yan Ning, “Xiao Ning has been well-behaved and sensible since she was young. Back in our hometown…”
Song Yan Ning followed Yang Lisheng and Mr. Qin to a room on the second floor. Upon opening the door, a strong smell of medicine hit them.
Looking up, they saw a kindly, slightly haggard-looking elderly woman leaning on the bed, drinking medicine.
Seeing the three of them, the elderly woman smiled slightly and placed the medicine bowl on the side table, “Old Yang, long time no see. It must have been ten years, right?” She was not unfamiliar with Yang Lisheng. Her father was also a doctor and had been taught by Yang Lisheng’s grandfather. But her father had later gone overseas, and the two families had lost contact.
“Close enough,” Yang Lisheng smiled as he walked over, “Let me check your pulse.”
He Yuqing extended her hand, and Yang Lisheng placed his fingers on her wrist, slowly furrowing his brow.