Shen Yanhe took the dical record and flipped through it.
Xu Huaiman slightly leaned back to ease her tense mood and spoke softly, "My mother fell unconscious at ho in February, and after being taken to the hospital, the doctor said it was a cerebral infarction."
"We had surgery, but the effects of the surgery weren’t particularly good."
Xu Huaiman paused, suppressing the bitterness swelling in her heart, and tried to keep her tone calm and her enunciation clear.
"Initially, my mother’s spirit was fairly good, but later she began to show symptoms like hemiplegia, paralysis in her limbs, and an inability to speak. We sought treatnt at the hospital, but the effect was minimal."
Cerebral infarction is also called stroke in traditional Chinese dicine.
It is the sa condition as ischemic stroke.
In traditional Chinese dicine, there are many thods to treat a stroke, but the actual situation of the patient must be assessed before administering treatnt, which is just more complicated and expensive.
Shen Yanhe closed the dical record and looked at Xu Huaiman to ask, "Has she been sleeping a lot lately?"
Xu Huaiman sat up straight, nodding earnestly: "A lot, almost the entire day."
Every ti she hurried ho and saw her mother lying on the bed unresponsive to her call, Xu Huaiman was scared, scared that she would just slip away silently.
She looked at Shen Yanhe with eyes filled with hope: "Miss Shen, is there still hope for my mother?"
"First, take to see the patient," Shen Yanhe replied without answering her question, as she stood up.
Qi Fang, who was sitting behind her, also stood up and followed her with a serious expression.
Xu Huaiman’s eyes brightened, and she nodded: "Okay."
Xu Huaiman’s ho was in a mid-range residential area; the surrounding environnt and security were good, and it was close to the hospital.
Shen Yanhe was moved by the idea of buying an apartnt here after seeing it.
She thought about buying one for Ye Min to live in; she could occasionally chat with peers in the neighborhood, rather than staying cooped up in the hospital.
Shen Yanhe put that idea on hold and returned ho with Xu Huaiman.
Xu Huaiman opened the door to her mother’s room: "When I’m not around, I usually hire a caregiver to look after my mom. I gave her the day off today; my mom should still be asleep."
Shen Yanhe nodded slightly, her gaze falling on the bed.
There lay a woman with a slender fra on the bed; her facial features sowhat resembled Xu Huaiman’s, but because of the illness, her complexion was much paler and thinner.
The woman’s eyes were tightly closed, still in a deep sleep.
"I’ll start by giving her an examination," Shen Yanhe said to Xu Huaiman. After obtaining alcohol disinfectant and disinfecting her hands, she approached to perform a basic examination on the woman.
Qi Fang had already left the room to avoid any impropriety.
Xu Huaiman watched nervously, hardly daring to breathe.
After a tense ten minutes passed.
Shen Yanhe removed her hand from the woman’s wrist, looked at Xu Huaiman, and spoke softly, "It’s not a big problem; it can be treated."
Xu Huaiman’s heart, which had risen to her throat, thudded back into place.
With that relief, she realized she was drenched in cold sweat, her heart pounding loudly as if soone was beating a drum inside her.
She bowed deeply to Shen Yanhe: "Thank you, thank you, Miss Shen."
"No need; this is a deal between us," Shen Yanhe waved her hand. "I’ll administer acupuncture now, and then prescribe so dicine for her."
Shen Yanhe rolled up her sleeves, revealing the Golden Needle tucked inside her wrist guard, took out the needles one by one, and disinfected them in alcohol: "For the next month, I will co every two weeks to perform acupuncture, and rember not to stop taking the prescribed dicine."
"After a month, she can try walking around. At that ti, I will change the prescription to strengthen her body. During this period, avoid severe emotional fluctuations for her and maintain a healthy lifestyle," Shen Yanhe added.
Xu Huaiman nodded repeatedly, carefully noting down all the precautions Shen Yanhe had ntioned.
After disinfecting the Golden Needles, Shen Yanhe thodically administered acupuncture to Xu’s mother.
One hour later.
Shen Yanhe skillfully removed the needles, disinfected them, and packed them away.
She took the paper and pen from Xu Huaiman, quickly wrote down the prescription, and handed it to her, instructing, "She will wake up in two hours. Prepare so easily digestible food for her, and let her get so sun."
Xu Huaiman, seeing Shen Yanhe so composed, completely trusted her and nodded repeatedly, "I will, thank you Miss Shen, thank you."
"I have other matters to attend to, I must leave now. Contact on my cell phone if needed." Shen Yanhe nodded slightly, packed up the Golden Needle, and stood up to leave.
She had just left Xu Huaiman’s house.
The phone in her pocket suddenly began to vibrate.
Shen Yanhe took out her phone and saw two photos sent by Fu Yanhe.
The first photo showed a car wrecked in a crash, surrounded by people.
The second showed two won lying on stretchers, eyes tightly shut and bleeding from their heads, their condition unknown.
These two won were Su Lan and Xia Ran.
Shen Yanhe’s brows slightly rose.
[Zi Yue]: ?
[Wealthy Pursuer]: I’ve avenged your darling.
[Wealthy Pursuer]: Are you satisfied, my darling?
Shen Yanhe’s eyes curved slightly, her fingers lightly tapping.
[Zi Yue]: What if I’m not satisfied?
[Wealthy Pursuer]: We’ll hit them again once they’re out of the hospital.
Seeing his ssage, Shen Yanhe felt a slight tremor at the tip of her heart.
Her longing for him reached its peak.
At that mont, she suddenly wanted very much to see him.
Therefore, she didn’t reply to his ssage, quickly got into the car sent by Qi Fang, and headed for the mansion.
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anwhile, elsewhere.
Xia Tingyuan rushed Su Lan and Xia Ran into the operating room, demanding the doctors to save the child in Xia Ran’s abdon at all costs.
Only after they had started the surgery did Xia Tingyuan beco furiously enraged, questioning the driver who had accompanied them, "What the hell happened? How could both the madam and the miss have had an accident, yet you, the driver, are completely unscathed?"
The driver hurriedly explained the incident that occurred in the underground parking lot, pleading his innocence, "Boss Xia, I swear it wasn’t my fault about the madam and miss’s accident. That car ca out of nowhere; I didn’t even have ti to react."
Xia Tingyuan’s expression darkened, "Do you rember the license plate of that SUV?"
The driver shook his head, "I don’t rember, it was too chaotic, I didn’t have a chance to look."
"Useless!" Xia Tingyuan cursed him and phoned his assistant to check the surveillance in the parking lot, insisting he must find out the license plate of the SUV.
He was determined to see who had the guts to target a mber of the Xia family!
After hanging up with the assistant, Xia Tingyuan called Fu Xiao, "Fu Xiao, Ranran had an accident. You are her fiancé, you should co and be with her."
Fu Xiao frowned, "What’s the use of being there if she’s had an accident? I’m not a miracle cure, and my presence won’t make her bounce back to life."
"Besides, my leg is still broken! I can’t be of any help if I go. You should find a doctor and a nurse. I have other matters, I’m hanging up now."
As the busy tone played through the phone, Xia Tingyuan was so angry he almost smashed his phone on the ground, extrely dissatisfied with Fu Xiao.
But there was nothing he could do; if Fu Xiao didn’t co, he wasn’t about to have him dragged there, was he?
He could only pace anxiously alone in the hospital corridor, waiting for the results of the surgery.
Before the surgical results were out, the assistant who had reviewed the surveillance footage called.
Assistant: "Boss Xia, I’ve found the license plate of the SUV."
"I also found out that the car that hit the madam and miss is registered under the na of the eldest young master of the Fu Family."
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