The fake daughter married into the mountains and had meat to eat every day during the famine

Lin Jingyao's expression softened.

"Tang'er, do you really have to do this?"

Song Yuntang suddenly felt that it was necessary for her to talk to Lin Jingyao calmly about this matter.

"There was a time when I did think about returning to the Lin family, but I assure you, that's all in the past. Now, I've accepted life in the Song family and don't want to be disturbed by the Lin family. Of course, the Lin family has been kind to me in raising me, so if there's a need, I'll consider it within my ability."

After looking at her for a long time, Lin Jingyao spoke softly.

"Master Wu, the abbot of Fayun Temple, also knows some medical skills. Mother came to Fayun Temple because she was troubled by headaches. I heard you know acupuncture?"

Song Yuntang nodded and was about to speak when he heard a crisp voice coming from not far behind Lin Jingyao.

"Brother, why did you take so long out? Master Liao Wu is already checking Mom's pulse. Mom asked me to call you back."

When she got closer and found that Song Yuntang was also here, Lin Zhaozhao's face froze for a moment.

Looking at her expression, Song Yuntang shrugged.

"It looks like your good sister is going to be jealous."

Lin Zhaozhao suppressed the disgust in her eyes and said coldly, "Don't try to smear me here. I didn't do that." She turned to look at Lin Jingyao and said, "Brother, let's go back first. Mother's health is more important."

Lin Jingyao hummed and looked up at Song Yuntang.

"Tang'er, come along too? Just think of it as me asking you to treat my mother. I'll pay for your consultation afterwards."

This time, his tone was not harsh, but rather cautious and pleading.

Since it was just medical treatment and there was a consultation fee, Song Yuntang naturally would not refuse.

"Okay, but my mother is drawing lots right now. Young Master Lin, please send someone to notify her so that she won't worry if she can't find me."

Lin Jingyao nodded, "It should be."

After saying that, he called Awang beside him to go.

Lin Zhaozhao suppressed the jealousy in her heart, "Brother, Song Yuntang doesn't know how to do anything. Letting her go will only cause trouble. Mother didn't say she wanted to see her. What if her headache gets worse after she goes?"

Lin Jingyao shook his head.

"Mother won't."

Lin Zhaozhao was a little excited, "You are not her, how do you know she won't?!"

Seeing Lin Jingyao looking at her with a frown, Lin Zhaozhao panicked and hurriedly tried to make excuses for herself.

"What I mean is, even if we want to take her over, we should at least ask Mother for her opinion. After all, Big Brother doesn't know what Mother is thinking."

But when it comes to his mother's health, Lin Jingyao insists on his own idea. "The doctor who treated my mother before said that acupuncture may relieve my mother's headache. Tang'er knows acupuncture, so she is more suitable than anyone else to see my mother."

After hearing this, Lin Zhaozhao questioned with red eyes, "From what Big Brother said, she is suitable to see mother, so I am the one who is suitable?"

Lin Jingyao patiently explained, "I didn't say that. Zhao Zhao, please don't misinterpret my meaning."

Lin Zhaozhao's tears were already falling. She choked with grievance and said, "I knew that even if I returned to the Lin family, in your hearts, I would still not be as important as someone who is not related to you by blood."

After she finished speaking, she ran off into the distance.

Lin Jingyao was a little worried, "Zhao Zhao!"

From beginning to end, Song Yuntang just stood there with his arms folded across his chest, watching the fun.

Now that everyone had run away, she looked at Lin Jingyao and said, "Your good sister ran away, aren't you going to chase her?"

Lin Jingyao shook his head a little tiredly, "It's okay. Fayun Temple is relatively safe. She will come back when she figures it out."

As he spoke, he looked at Song Yuntang.

"Let's go, let's go to the Zen room first."

Song Yuntang nodded, followed Lin Jingyao all the way to the outside of the meditation room.

In order to avoid suspicion, the doors and windows of the Zen room were all open. In addition to the mistress of the Lin family, Zhuang Wenyin, the abbot of Fayun Temple, Master Wu, there were also Lin Gengshi and Zhuang Wenyin's personal nanny, Nanny Zhao.

Seeing Lin Jingyao leading Song Yuntang towards them from afar, Lin Gengshi didn't bother to greet Song Yuntang and walked out of the meditation room.

"Brother, why did you come just now? Where's Zhao Zhao? Didn't she come to look for you?"

"She got angry with me just now and I don't know where she ran off to. You go look for her first. I'll go to the Zen room to accompany mother and Master Liaowu."

After Lin Jingyao finished speaking, he led Song Yuntang to the meditation room.

When passing by Song Yuntang, Lin Gengshi was a little puzzled, as if wondering why she appeared here.

However, because he was worried about Lin Zhaozhao, he didn't ask any more questions and just trotted away.

Lin Jingyao led Song Yuntang into the meditation room, "Mother, Master Liaowu, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Zhuang Wenyin rubbed her temples and turned her head to look in the direction of Lin Jingyao. When she saw Song Yuntang behind him, her expression froze slightly, and a look of surprise flashed across her pale face.

"Tang'er? Why are you here?"

"I just ran into Young Master Lin, and he asked me to come and treat Madam Lin's headache." Song Yuntang looked at Master Wu, "But I think with Master Wu here, there should be no need for me to take action."

Looking at her indifferent and distant expression, a trace of heartache flashed in Zhuang Wenyin's eyes, and she reached out her hand towards Song Yuntang.

"Come here, let me take a look."

In the past, when Song Yuntang was at the Lin family, he often snuggled in her arms and acted coquettishly.

After all, he had raised her for thirteen years, and he still had feelings for this non-blood-related daughter.

Song Yuntang froze in place without moving.

Although he didn't dislike the woman in front of him, he didn't want to be too close to her.

Master Liao Wu, standing by, stroked his beard, his eyes filled with wisdom. "Ms. Song is no longer the same Miss Song as before. Since the relationship between mother and daughter is over, Madam Lin should refrain from making things difficult for her."

Hearing his words, Song Yuntang's heart tightened.

Did Master Liaowu see something?

Zhuang Wenyin was even more shocked. She looked at him in confusion, "Master, what do you mean by this?"

Master Liao Wu just shook his head, "I can't say, I can't say." Then he looked at Song Yuntang, "Miss Song, you should come and take a look at Madam Lin's headache."

Lin Jingyao raised his eyebrows, "My mother's headache, Master Liaowu can't do anything about it?"

Liao Wu smiled and said slowly, "Every profession has its own expertise. I am good at explaining Buddhism, but Miss Song is better at curing illnesses and saving lives."

Zhuang Wenyin was even more surprised, "Master Liaowu has met Tang'er before?"

Master Liao Wu shook his head.

"Not yet."

After hearing this, Song Yuntang had an idea in his mind.

Master Liao Wu must be quite capable, but he doesn't seem to have any intention of exposing himself.

In the future, it is better not to go to Fayun Temple often unless it is necessary. This feeling is still a bit weird.

She walked forward and extended her hand in the direction of Zhuang Wenyin.

"Let me feel Mrs. Lin's pulse first."

Zhuang Wenyin rolled up her sleeves and placed her hands on the coffee table in front of her, her beautiful eyes filled with questions and inquiries.

When Song Yuntang left the Lin family three years ago, she didn't know anything about medicine. After just three years, even Master Wu knew about her medical skills?

What exactly is going on?