My sisters drove me away, and now they are crying and begging for my forgiveness?

"What do you want to know?"

Tong Yan looked at him and relaxed her guard a little.

"What is the relationship between Miss Tong and your father?"

"Very bad, so bad that I would rather not have a father."

Lin An understood: "The reason should not just be because of your mother's death, right?"

Tong Yan's eyes suddenly became sharp. When they passed across Lin An's face, it looked more like she rolled her eyes at him. She was cold and distant: "There is no reason. My mother died because of his infidelity. Shouldn't I hate him?"

When Lin An looked at her, his gaze was very gentle.

Tong Yan suddenly shifted her gaze and looked towards a certain place in the void.

"Miss Tong, don't you want to know why you got this disease?"

Lin An's voice sounded like an ordinary greeting in the quiet ward. It was the truth, but it didn't sound so harsh.

The man was good at talking and he knew how to read people when he spoke. This was just a normal greeting, but Tong Yan still found it irritating.

"Mr. Lin, you are my attending physician now. Isn't it your responsibility to find out the cause of my illness?"

"Or can you tell me the reason by asking me a few questions about my family background?"

Lin An kept smiling. It was understandable that Tong Yan was very wary.

He peeled an apple and handed it over.

Tong Yan didn't answer.

Lin An took out a tissue and placed the apple on it: "Being picky about food will also affect your health."

Xiang Yunqing was anxious watching from the side and tugged at Tong Yan's sleeve: "Sister Ayan, Mr. Lin doesn't mean what you think. He really wants good for us." His tone was urgent.

Tong Yan didn't say anything.

Lin An turned to look at Xiang Yunqing: "Miss Xiang, do you still remember what happened ten years ago?"

Xiang Yunqing is younger than Tong Yan. She was only ten years old ten years ago. "I remember some things. What's wrong?"

Lin An took out another tissue and performed a magic trick for Xiang Yunqing. After she relaxed and smiled, he asked, "What are the most impressive things you have experienced ten years ago?"

Xiang Yunqing thought for a moment and said, "It was my seventh birthday. My father and brother took me to Disneyland. It was raining heavily on the way back. Suddenly, a little girl rushed in front of our car."

"The driver stepped on the brakes in time, but the girl still fell down. Her father was so scared that he quickly carried her into the car and sent her to the hospital."

Lin An looked around and noticed that when Xiang Yunqing was speaking, Tong Yan's attention couldn't help but be drawn to him.

"Any more?"

"And my aunt came to live in our house for a long time. I'm not sure why, but it was a long time anyway."

Xiang Yunqing pursed his lips.

"Xiang Dongyue?"

Lin An frowned. He had a good impression of all the members of the Xiang family, except Xiang Dongyue.

When Xiang Yunqing saw him frowning, he hurriedly explained for his aunt: "Aunt was not like this before. She used to be very good to me. It was only because I was sick and made my father and grandfather very worried that my aunt didn't like me."

As if afraid that Lin An would not believe him, Xiang Yunqing continued, "When my aunt came to live at home, she often made sweet soup for me. The sweet soup she made was delicious. My cousin wanted to drink it but she would not give it to her."

"She also often took me to the playground to play, which made up for the loss of my mother to a great extent."

That memory was a happy and beautiful one for Xiang Yunqing, and he even smiled when he recalled it.

However, Lin An could sense something was wrong: "Is the cousin you are talking about your aunt's daughter?"

"Yes."

Xiang Yunqing nodded.

"Then?"

"After what?"

"Does your aunt come to your birthday?"

"Come on, my aunt would come every year on my birthday, but she stopped coming since I got sick."

Xiang Yunqing was not stupid. When he said the last few words, he seemed to have thought of something, and his face turned pale: "Mr. Lin, is there any human factor in my illness? What do you mean by asking this?"

The little girl's face was frighteningly pale, like cracked glass that would shatter at the slightest touch.

"Nothing, don't think too much."

Lin An chatted with Xiang Yunqing about some topics related to medical treatment over the years, and left normally until late at night.

He didn't want Xiang Yunqing to dwell on one issue, as people would easily become excited if they dwell on it.

Now, he needs to find someone who can help him.

Coincidentally, as soon as Lin An walked out of the ward, he saw Xiang Dongqi in the corridor.

"Mr. Lin."

Xiang Dongqi also saw him and walked over immediately.

"Mr. Xiang, do you have time to chat?"

Now Xiang Dongqi looked at Lin An again, thinking that he was a miracle doctor specially sent by God to treat his daughter. He responded to every request: "Sure."

Lin An led Xiang Dongqi to a staircase corner, his face and tone very serious: "Did Xiang Dongyue stay at the Xiang family every year before Xiang Yunqing fell ill?"

"Yes, she always comes over on Yunqing's birthday. She used to like Yunqing very much." Xiang Dongqi didn't doubt him and answered truthfully as if it was a normal question, "Mr. Lin, did something happen?"

"She cooks sweet soup for Xiang Yunqing every year?"

Lin An asked again.

Xiang Dongqi knew Lin An's ability. The questions he asked had more or less reasons. He immediately thought of Xiang Yunqing's illness. He was stunned for a long time before he said in a trembling voice: "Mr. Lin, do you mean Yunqing's illness is related to the sweet soup?"

When talking to a smart person, just give some pointers.

Lin An’s silence made Xiang Dongqi’s heart sink.

"Mr. Xiang, if you believe me, you can investigate what happened back then. It's getting late, so I'll go home first." Lin An walked away a few steps, then turned back and added, "Focus on investigating the people Xiang Dongyue had contact with."

Xiang Dongqi's heart was like a calm lake being hit by a huge rock, stirring up turbulent waves. He smiled bitterly and nodded: "I will. I also want to know what hatred made her attack Yun Qing, who was only ten years old at the time."

"By the way, Mr. Lin, Mr. Liang is looking for you."

Xiang Dongqi almost forgot that he came here with a mission.

"it is good."

Lin An nodded, as he was also going to look for Mr. Liang.

There is a single room in Dr. Liang’s clinic, which is convenient for him to rest if he works too late.

inside the room.

Lin An put Tong Yan and Xiang Yunqing’s physical examination reports on the table.

Mr. Liang picked up one copy and looked at it. He couldn't see any problems with one copy, but after looking at two copies in a row, the problems became obvious.

"Every cell in their body has changed."

"Correct."

Lin An walked over to Mr. Liang and pointed at two of the numbers and said, "These two figures are increasing year by year. It's easy for people to mistake them for infections, but they're not."

His finger moved from Xiang Yunqing's physical examination form to Tong Yan's physical examination form: "Ms. Xiang's data did not increase significantly, but Miss Tong's was very obvious."

Comparing the two figures, the data on children smoking is growing rapidly.

"I also found that their bodies had no obvious pathological reactions."

But according to common sense, cancer usually shows obvious symptoms in the middle stage, but Tong Yan was only dizzy until the late stage and did not show any obvious physical discomfort.

"It seems that our guess is correct." Elder Liang looked serious and sighed, "We must tell the Tong and Xiang families about this."

Lin An hesitated for a moment and said, "Then let's ask them to come over."

Elder Liang's eyes moved: "Do you suspect there is a traitor in their family?"

Lin An smiled, pointed at Tong Yan's medical examination sheet and said, "If our guess is correct, Miss Tong's condition would only be so serious if she took those things every day."

Mr. Liang understood: "Okay, I'll take care of this."

Lin An left the clinic and did not return to the ward. After leaving the hospital, the Xiang family's car seemed to have been lent to him for temporary use.

"Mr. Lin, do you want to go back to the hotel?"

"No, go to this place."

Lin An clicked on the location and handed it to the driver.

The driver took a look and said, "Got it."