"Did you hear the prescription he mentioned? Atractylodes longan or something like that. This prescription is similar to what Divine Doctor Kang said, but Divine Doctor Kang's prescription didn't work either, right?"
"He also talked about acupuncture."
"Acupuncture is nothing, can he be better than Divine Doctor Kang?"
The young talents outside the villa have yet to leave.
In their opinion, Yang Bei, like the passers-by before, would go in with joy and come out dejected.
After all, everyone is an elite, and they can't look down on Shen Hongyan's illness. Why can Yang Bei?
Doctor Kang, who came to the villa on the first day, also sneered and shook his head: "That boy must be a liar. The prescription he gave is almost exactly the same as the prescription I used on the first day. If it didn't work, I'm afraid he was there that day. I came here to fool people after hearing about it."
Dr. Kang is the most famous doctor in the local dermatology department, otherwise he would not be named a miracle doctor.
In this field, he speaks with great authority.
"Dr. Kang said so, so he is a liar and has not escaped."
"In order to be kept by a rich woman, he turned out to be so despicable!"
"that is."
There were people around who agreed, but they never thought that they were just waiting outside someone's villa every day just to call them "rich woman" and "hungry", like lap dogs.
On the other hand, Shen Hongyan's face almost turned red when she heard that she had to take off her clothes.
The moment she heard Yang Bei ask her to take off her clothes, Shen Hongyan wanted to hit him.
But Yang Bei immediately explained: If you don’t take off your clothes, how can I give you acupuncture?
"We haven't met you yet. I know you are shy, wife, so you don't have to take off your clothes completely. Just expose your back!"
When Yang Bei said this, Shen Hongyan gritted her teeth and nodded in agreement.
She is very resistant to men, especially men like Yang Bei who are not serious and talk like gangsters, but she hates this strange disease even more.
If there is a chance, she is willing to give it a try.
Shen Hongyan struggled in her heart for a long time, took a deep breath and nodded: "Okay, I'll change my clothes. I'll call you when I'm done."
"Please."
Yang Bei shrugged, not in a hurry.
After all, she will be my wife sooner or later.
If you look forward to it early, you can enjoy the life of being taken care of. Yang Bei thought of this and turned to look at Old Shen: "Grandpa, you can also take advantage of this time to get some medicine."
There was another round of booing at the door.
How shameless.
So let's call him grandpa.
When the time comes and you fail, let’s see how the Shen family deals with you——
When Mr. Shen looked at Yang Bei, he also had doubts in his expression. He didn't believe that his granddaughter's illness could really be taken care of by a young boy.
But Yang Bei's previous explanation of the cause of Shen Hongyan's illness was so accurate.
This gave Mr. Shen another hope.
Eighteen years ago, seven-year-old Shen Hongyan was kidnapped and taken to a heavily polluted abandoned chemical factory. During the rescue, she was stabbed and almost died. She was rescued with great difficulty.
From then on, Shen Hongyan's skin began to deteriorate. First, strange lines appeared on her back, which later evolved into skin diseases.
Shen Hongyan has been troubled by this strange disease since she was a child. Although it did not affect her further education or inheritance of the family business, it also made her never taste the taste of love, and she did not even have friends.
No.
There is one.
Shen Hongyan pursed her lips and walked into the bedroom. When she was about to change clothes, her cell phone buzzed and vibrated. Someone called.
It's probably a business thing, since she doesn't have many friends.
Shen Hongyan then picked up the call. When she saw that the caller ID was Dubai, she was stunned: I don't have a partner in Dubai?
Rich lady Shen, who is worth a billion, is just doing well in Jiangbei.
Probably a liar.
Thinking of this, Shen Hongyan answered the phone, planning to cut off the money if the other party involved it, but she heard a cautious, even haggard voice coming from the other side: "Is it Shen Hongyan?"
"Huh? You know me? You are..."
When Shen Hongyan said this, she suddenly remembered something, covered her mouth and said in disbelief: "Are you Sister Shuang?"
Hearing this voice, Shen Hongyan's tired eyes suddenly burst into light.
She and Song Wanshuang had known each other four years ago. When she traveled north to Yanjing, she met Song Wanshuang on the Great Wall.
Although Song Wanshuang was much older than her, what was commendable was that he didn't mind her illness at all. Instead, he told her that if God closes a door for you, your colleagues will definitely open a window for you.
She helped Shen Hongyan learn to discover her own strengths and became Shen Hongyan's first friend.
The two traveled together for more than two weeks, and after discovering that they were surprisingly in sync with each other in terms of interests and ideas, they became good best friends and talked about everything.
Shen Hongyan made friends for the first time and vomited out all her grievances.
Song Wanshuang also held Shen Hongyan's hand and told her story: her child died more than a year ago.
The cause of death was that he was rear-ended during the trip and fell into the Yangtze River.
Song Wanshuang traveled around various places just to relax, and happened to meet Shen Hongyan in Yanjing.
Later, Song Wanshuang went abroad and was never heard from again.
until today.
The moment she heard Song Wanshuang's voice, Shen Hongyan remembered her happiest time - at that time Song Wanshuang even said jokingly that if her child was alive, she would definitely introduce it to Shen Hongyan.
But people cannot be resurrected after death.
Shen Hongyan also gave up on love, chose to accept the reality, and went to see a doctor to find a bride.
"it's me."
Song Wanshuang smiled happily, but there was a hint of exhaustion behind the laughter, and said: "Hongyan, your illness has not been cured yet? I will return to China soon, and I will bring the most advanced medical team to help you. What? Sample?"
"Okay, then I'll wait for your good news, Sister Shuang."
When Shen Hongyan smiled back, Yang Beilai knocked on the door: "Hey, have you changed your clothes?"
"immediately!"
Shen Hongyan's voice turned cold instantly, and then she smiled at the phone: "Sister Shuang, I have something to do now. Let's chat another day. I'll add your WeChat..."
After hanging up the phone, Song Wanshuang in a luxurious room in a towering hotel in Dubai, her expression was a little dull: Why did the words on the other end of the ring, "Have you changed your clothes," sounded so like she had fallen into the river and died? child?
Could it be that Xiaobei is not dead?
Song Wanshuang's breathing was a little rapid, but she calmed down immediately: "You, you, you really miss the child, you are crazy about it!"
The upper reaches of the Yangtze River have nine twists and turns. If you can't sail at night, even if you drop a stone, it will be smashed to pieces.
Not to mention Xiaobei?
When thinking about it, Song Wanshuang often sighed.
If Shen Hongyan were to see Song Wanshuang's current appearance, she would definitely be shocked: Why did Song Wanshuang's temperament change so much in just four years?
In the past, Song Wanshuang was a woman who was grieving after losing her son.
Now she is a strong woman with shrewdness all over her body.
No one knows Song Wanshuang's experience in the past four years: after returning home from a trip to Yanjing, she learned that her son's death was not an accident at all, but a deliberate murder.
After that, her temperament changed drastically and she went abroad to start business.
In just four years, he built a huge business empire, just to return to his country and avenge his son.
Song Wanshuang took out a yellowed photo and touched it gently.
In the photo is her child, with the longevity lock hanging around his neck, smiling at her.
Seeing him smile, Song Wanshuang also showed an extremely sad expression on her face: "Xiaobei, I'm back."