After rebirth, the brothers cried for forgiveness

Lin Yuanyuan had no intention of chatting anymore, turned off her phone, and started to help Lin Rushan.

Half an hour later, Si Nian pulled out the needle and asked, "Do you feel better?"

Mrs. Lin moved her hands and feet, with a faint expression of excitement on her face, "It doesn't seem to hurt so much anymore?"

"That's good, but acupuncture alone is not enough. It also needs to be combined with traditional Chinese medicine and daily massage."

Si Nian handed the medicine pack he brought to Lin Rushan next to him, "This is the traditional Chinese medicine I prepared. I brew a pack every three days for Mrs. Lin to take. If the pain is particularly uncomfortable, you can also drink it."

"As for massage, you need to learn it yourself. I'm usually very busy and I really can't spare much time."

Lin Yuanyuan immediately raised her hand and said excitedly: "I'm free! Miss, can you teach me?"

Seeing that the other two people had no objection, Si Nian agreed.

"Okay, you can use your mobile phone to record the massage techniques for easy learning, but don't take pictures of my face."

"Okay!" Lin Yuanyuan's face turned red with excitement. She could learn from the goddess and take pictures of her!It's simply too good!

She quickly took out her phone and adjusted the lens. She was very obedient and didn't take pictures of Si Nian's face, only her neck.

Si Nian had previously demonstrated massage techniques to relieve rheumatic pain in "Migrant Workers", but she was not sure if the complete version had been filmed online, and she did not want the family to know that "Doctor Xiao Gu" was "Sinian".

She began to concentrate on massaging Mrs. Lin. After another twenty minutes, Si Nian finally twisted his sore waist and neck and stood up.

"Okay, are you done taking pictures?"

Lin Yuanyuan reluctantly saved the video she took, "It's done."

"Well, then I'll go first."

"Ah? Don't you want to eat?" Lin Yuanyuan said reluctantly.

Lin Rushan also slapped her forehead, "Oops, the food is about to get cold. I'll heat it up! Doctor Gu, please eat something before leaving?"

Si Nian hurriedly refused, "No, I really didn't come until after dinner."

What a joke, don’t you have to take off your mask when eating?She didn't want to lose her vest.

Little did he know that she had already lost a vest with Lin Yuanyuan!

Seeing that she had already started to pack her things, Lin Rushan was very sensible and did not force her. She just took out her mobile phone and asked, "Dr. Gu, can you give me your bank account? I will transfer the consultation fee and medicine fee to you."

Si Nian had no intention of taking it. The medicine she bought was not worth much, and the doctor's visit was because she had taken it yesterday. She didn't want to take advantage of Lin Rushan.

But obviously if she said no, the family would definitely not agree.

Then I thought of those paintings in the studio.

"If you don't need the money, why don't you give me a painting?"

Mrs. Lin raised her head in surprise, "Painting?"

"Well, I think the paintings in your studio are very beautiful."

Mrs. Lin has a tight throat and a sore nose. She was once a well-known painter, but since she got sick, she has been suffering from pain, and her hands have also suffered from joint deformations, making it difficult to hold a paintbrush well.

Many of the paintings in the studio were painted after she fell ill. Because her painting skills deteriorated, the paintings were rejected by various painting galleries and studios. She wanted to burn them, but her husband felt that they were all her hard work. Her niece and other My relatives also thought it looked good, so they hung it in the studio.

In fact, she didn't like those paintings hanging there. Looking at them every day seemed to remind her that she was useless, but she didn't want her family to worry about her, so she kept pretending not to care.

Dr. Xiao Gu actually wanted those paintings that she considered trash?

Seeing Mrs. Lin in a daze, Si Nian raised his eyebrows and smiled, "It's fine if Mrs. Lin refuses to give up."

"No," Mrs. Lin said bitterly, "You can take whatever you like."

"Then I have to choose carefully."

When Si Nian walked into the studio, Lin Rushan and Lin Yuanyuan supported Mrs. Lin and followed behind.

Si Nian looked around and stopped in front of a portrait of a girl. The girl was wearing a white wedding dress. She closed her eyes tightly and had no expression on her face. Her makeup was exquisite, but lifeless, as if she had lost her soul.

She was holding a bouquet of withered roses, and her finger was pricked by a rose. The wound was small, but it could not be ignored.

Like a sleeping girl lying there, and like a dead body.

However, this painting is hanging upside down. Perhaps it is more accurate to say that the girl is in a head-down position. It is not that the painting is hanging upside down, but that the girl is falling.

Si Nian pointed to the painting and asked, "Can you give me this painting?"

Mrs. Lin raised her eyes and nodded without any emotion. She didn't care about these paintings at all.

Si Nian took the painting down, looked at it and said, "Mrs. Lin, can you help me modify it? I don't like the lifeless feeling."

As soon as these words came out, Lin Rushan and Lin Yuanyuan were shocked and looked at Mrs. Lin nervously, fearing that she would suddenly go crazy because of being talked about the painting.

She is seen as gentle and virtuous now, but that is because in front of outsiders, in fact, her personality has become weird since she became ill, and she will get angry and collapse at every turn. The doctor said this is depression.

So no one dared to mess with her, especially when it came to paintings.

Si Nian didn't wait for a response and asked again, "Is it okay?"

Mrs. Lin nodded and sat down in front of the easel. Si Nian put the painting on the easel and started pointing at the painting.

After 10 minutes, the "fallen girl" turned into a girl happily holding a withered flower under the sun, with a dancing butterfly on the rose.

Sunlight shines down from the upper left, reflecting on the girl's bright face.

The painting was originally in a head-down position, but Si Nian flipped the painting into a head-up position.

Si Nian nodded with satisfaction, "It's my type!"

Mrs. Lin looked at the portrait in trance. After the painting was altered, it had actually lost its original artistic conception and artistic sense. The current painting looked like a beginner's painting, but it had more soul.

She blindly pursues a sense of high-end and artistry, but forgets her original intention and enthusiasm when she first learned to paint. She should face it positively instead of turning paintings into dead objects for her to vent her emotions.

When Si Nian saw her look like this, he knew it was almost done.

Lin Rushan sent her downstairs. Si Nian looked at the girl in the painting and suddenly said, "Mrs. Lin often feels that the pain in her hands is unbearable, right?"

When Lin Rushan saw her mentioning her illness again, she worried: "Yes, is my wife's illness very serious?"

Si Nian shook his head and said, "No, her illness won't actually cause such pain. You might be able to take her on a trip to relax or see a psychiatrist."

"what?"

"Mrs. Lin feels that her hand hurts so much that she can't draw. It's not only because of the pain, but also because of psychological reasons. She cares about painting very much. The more she cares about it, the more she worries that one day she won't be able to paint, and she will have psychological problems. some pain."

After saying what needed to be said, Si Nian left.

As soon as Si Nian walked away, Si Zezheng's figure in a white coat ran into the community in a hurry.

He drove over in his car, but when he arrived at the gate of the community, the guard refused to let him drive in. He had to find a place to park his car before entering.

He happened to see a familiar man standing downstairs, who was one of Lin Yuanyuan's family members he had found.

"Hello, are you Lin Yuanyuan's third uncle?"

Lin Rushan came to his senses. He had just been thinking about the meaning of Dr. Xiao Gu's words, and didn't notice that Dr. Xiao Gu had left, let alone someone walking up to him.

"you are?"

"I'm Lin Yuanyuan's friend. I heard that a girl who knows acupuncture comes to your house to help people treat patients. I want to ask if that girl is still there? I want to find her."

Although Lin Rushan was a little confused about why the man in front of him in a white coat, who was obviously a doctor, was looking for Dr. Xiao Gu, but he was afraid that the other person was anxious to ask Dr. Xiao Gu to save people, so he answered truthfully.

"She just left."

"So do you have her contact information? Do you know her real name?"

Si Zezheng suddenly grabbed Lin Rushan's arm in excitement, and Lin Rushan was startled.

"Her name is..."