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

at the same time.

Zhuang Shen nervously watched his grandfather's expression gradually calm down, and he finally felt less sad.

From the coma at the beginning of the acupuncture to the awakening in the middle of the acupuncture, Zhuang Shen was surprised and happy throughout the whole process. Just as he was about to thank Lin An, he heard him ask, "Is there any Chinese medicine here?"

"Yes, Mr. Lin, would you like to get some medicine?"

Lin An nodded: "Give me a piece of paper and pen."

Zhuang Shen handed it over, and Lin An quickly wrote out a prescription. When he handed it to Zhuang Shen, he reminded him, "Don't make the wrong choice. Get the right medicine. Boil three bowls of water into one bowl of water."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Zhuang Shen took the prescription and went to the medical station in person.

Secretary Li stood behind Lin An and witnessed the whole process. He sighed, "Mr. Lin, you are really good at using needles. I feel that as long as you are here, we can all live a hundred years!" There was deep admiration in his eyes. How could such a young person master Chinese medicine so thoroughly?

Lin An smiled. He had played with silver needles in his previous life. His master once said that he had an amazing talent. He could shorten the time to one third while others would work for ten years.

Thinking of his past life, Lin An thought of the Lin family again.

When he was in the Lin family, he did not show his medical talent because the Lin family did not have any related medical industry. He just wanted to get along well with his family and help them succeed.

but……

Lin An took a deep breath. He considered his help to the Lin family as a way to repay the Lin family for raising him.

"Master Zhuang, is this the medicine for Mr. Zhuang? Let me do it."

The nurse approached Zhuang Shen attentively, his eyes fixed on the Chinese medicine in Zhuang Shen's hand.

Zhuang Shen glanced at him and said indifferently, "No need. Go to the kitchen and help Auntie prepare lunch so that we can host a banquet at noon."

The nurse was about to take the medicine when she heard these words and was stunned: "Master, you..."

Zhuang Shen frowned, his face grumpy. This nurse, who never left the bed before, was very attentive today. Was he afraid of losing his job? "I said no, don't you understand?"

The nurse was startled by Zhuang Shen's sudden anger. He smiled awkwardly and hurried to the kitchen.

Zhuang Shen followed Lin An's instructions, boiled the medicine, and told the bodyguard to watch it and add water according to the boiling time. The bodyguard was brought from the port by him and his grandfather, and he was trustworthy. Zhuang Shen then returned to the room.

"Mr. Lin, the medicine has been boiled."

Lin An nodded, saw that the time was almost up, and took out the silver needle.

Zhuang Shen went over to cover his grandfather with a blanket. His fingers accidentally touched his grandfather's body and he immediately jumped back reflexively: "Mr. Lin, is my grandfather's fever gone?"

"Ah."

Lin An was disinfecting the silver needle and turned back without even looking up.

He didn't see the shock in Zhuang Shen's eyes, but also a kind of determination.

This was the first time in Zhuang Shen’s life that he had seen a young man who was a miracle doctor. He immediately decided to keep Lin An to treat his grandfather, no matter the cost.

If something happened to Grandpa here, he would be to blame, and his uncles would definitely take the opportunity to seize power from him.

So nothing can happen to grandpa.

An hour had passed since the Chinese medicine was ready.

The bodyguard brought the medicine over personally.

Lin An looked at Zhuang Shen and said, "Help your grandfather drink the medicine."

Mr. Zhuang was woken up by Zhuang Shen while he was half asleep and half awake. His vision was even more blurry than on the plane yesterday.

"Xiao Shen?"

Old Zhuang wiped his eyes, looked clearly at the face of his grandson Zhuang Shen in front of him, and felt a rare strength in his body.

Zhuang Shen handed over the medicine bowl: "Grandpa, your fever has subsided. This is the medicine Mr. Lin prescribed for you. It's ready. Please drink it quickly."

"You?" Mr. Zhuang was a little surprised. "Not Fang Qi?"

Old Zhuang knew that he had been having repeated fevers and his brain was dizzy. The fever subsided because of Fang Xie. He thought it was the boy from the Fang family who cured him.

Unexpectedly, it was not.

“They don’t have the ability.”

Speaking of the Fang family father and son, Zhuang Shen's eyes suddenly became fierce and full of contempt.

If it weren't for that quack doctor Fang Qi, grandpa's fever would have subsided long ago. How could the old man's body bear going through so much suffering for so long?

"Grandpa, drink the medicine first. I'll tell you in detail after you finish it."

Old Zhuang did not ignore the fierce look in his grandson's eyes. The man from the Fang family must have done something big to hurt him.

After taking a bowl of medicine, Mr. Zhuang leaned against the head of the bed.

Zhuang Shen handed the medicine bowl to the bodyguard and whispered something. The bodyguard took the bowl and left.

With no outsiders around, Mr. Zhuang looked at Lin An and Secretary Li standing beside him.

Secretary Li knew Mr. Zhuang, but what surprised him was Lin An: "Are you the one on the plane?"

Zhuang Shen heard this and continued, "Grandpa, he is Mr. Lin, the one recommended by the mayor, and the one we met by chance on the plane."

Facing Mr. Zhuang's puzzled and surprised eyes, Zhuang Shen briefly recounted the whole process of the incident, including Fang Qi's words that he could reduce Mr. Zhuang's fever.

"If he hadn't interfered, I would have asked Mr. Lin to come over a long time ago."

Zhuang Shen's tone was filled with anger.

Old Zhuang frowned. He was also dissatisfied with Fang's family. They were not well-trained but full of big talk, which almost cost him his life.

It seems that the two people from the Fang family are not suitable to stay here, so as not to offend other powerful people and cause trouble for him.

"Mr. Lin, can you cure my grandfather?" In silence, Zhuang Shen looked at Lin An with sparkling eyes, "Remuneration is not a problem. As long as you can cure my grandfather's illness, we will accept it even if we sell everything we have."

Mr. Zhuang also looked at Lin An.

Lin An was unmoved, and said in a cold voice: "Mr. Zhuang should know that you have many diseases, many of which are old people's diseases. This disease cannot be cured, but only the symptoms can be alleviated."

Lin An spoke frankly, and there was no need to be euphemistic about some things.

Before Zhuang Shen could speak, Old Zhuang laughed and said, "Xiao Shen is taking things for granted. Aging, illness and death are natural laws. Mr. Lin does not need to take Xiao Shen's words seriously."

"However." Old Zhuang glanced at Zhuang Shen and sighed, "Xiao Shen is young, his parents died early, and he grew up by my side, so if possible, I still hope to live a few more years, at least until he gets married and starts a family."

Mr. Zhuang’s words were very indirect, and Lin An knew that the fights among the wealthy families were the same for all families.

When a tree grows big, it branches out; when children grow up, they separate into families. Everyone wants to get more benefits, so competition is inevitable.

"Grandpa." Zhuang Shen's heart trembled. Grandpa was thinking about him, but he couldn't do anything for him. He felt guilty. "Mr. Lin, I don't ask you to cure Grandpa, I just ask you to make sure Grandpa doesn't get sick so often."

"Okay, I promise you." The relationship between a grandfather and a grandson is something Lin An will never experience in his two lives. Even in wealthy families, there is a kind of dependence on each other. Lin An doesn't understand, but he can empathize with him. "If you need anything, just come to me. I will be in Chu City during this time."

The grandfather and grandson were not deterred from their enthusiasm. Lin An and Secretary Li both had lunch in the villa before returning.

The car was stopped as soon as it drove out of the sanatorium.

Secretary Li looked at the two people standing outside with a look of surprise on his face.

The car door opened and two people stepped forward.

"Secretary Li, excuse me."

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man. Lin An noticed that the man looked at him with a very unfriendly look.

Not only him, the young men around him looked at him with more direct eyes as if they wanted to eat him alive.

"Dean Fang, what's the matter?"

The mayor is on good terms with Mr. Zhuang, and Secretary Li knows everyone around Mr. Zhuang. When he thought of the identities of the two, he had some guesses in his mind.

"Secretary Li, who is this?" Dean Fang looked at Lin An, his tone tentative, "I heard that the mayor found a new doctor for Mr. Zhuang, is this the one?"

Secretary Li nodded: "This is Lin An, Mr. Lin."

Secretary Li doesn't need to explain to irrelevant people one by one.

As to whether it was the doctor hired by the mayor, Dean Fang could just guess for himself.

"Mr. Lin, these two are Dean Fang and his son." Secretary Li turned to Lin An and introduced him, then turned back leisurely, "Does Dean Fang want to ask about Mr. Zhuang?"

Whether it is or not, he has to be.

Dean Fang laughed dryly, suppressing his discomfort: "Yes, has Mr. Zhuang's fever subsided?"