Chapter 356: So It’s You

“Hello, Auntie. I’m Shen Qianhe, a doctor from XX Hospital. I previously treated Jiang Qing’s legs. I heard that his legs have recovered, and I wanted to come and check if it’s true,” Shen Qianhe explained with a friendly smile.

Upon hearing this explanation, Jiang’s mother’s attitude changed slightly. “So you’re from XX Hospital. Yes, my son’s legs are indeed better, but it wasn’t your hospital that treated him. It has nothing to do with you.”

Shen Qianhe’s smile faltered as he heard the sharp words. “I understand. I just wanted to see if the situation is as they say. Can I meet Jiang Qing?”

“Come in,” Jiang’s mother replied, after staring at him for a moment.

Shen Qianhe was happy to hear this and thanked her several times before entering. Once inside the yard, Jiang’s mother stopped suddenly and said, “Wait here. I’ll go in and tell my son. But whether he wants to see you, I can’t guarantee.”

“No problem, I’ll wait right here,” Shen Qianhe replied, still smiling warmly.

Jiang’s mother looked at his friendly demeanor. Although she didn’t like the hospital that had declared her son would never walk again, this doctor’s attitude was good, which kept her from getting angry.

Without saying another word, Jiang’s mother went inside.

Inside the room, Jiang Qing was sitting on the bed, massaging his legs with his hands.

His younger sister-in-law had said that his legs had been inactive for so long that his muscles were shrinking and that he needed more exercise.

“Mom, what’s up?” Jiang Qing asked, noticing his mother had entered while he was stretching.

Jiang’s mother approached and explained the situation regarding the man outside.

“Son, he says he’s the doctor who treated your legs. He came because he heard your legs have healed and wanted to see for himself. Do you want to meet him?” she asked, watching her son, who was silent.

Suddenly, Jiang Qing laughed. “Of course I want to see him. It was them who said I’d never walk again, and I nearly lost the will to live because of that. Since I found out my legs could recover, I’ve been wanting to see those doctors again. I want them to see the result of their wrong diagnosis.”

Jiang’s mother, sensing what her son intended to do, responded, “Should I bring him in now?”

Jiang Qing stopped her before she could leave. “No, I’ll go out and meet this Doctor Shen myself.”

Jiang’s mother looked at her son, now standing, and helped him walk toward the door.

Meanwhile, Shen Qianhe, still waiting in the yard, was growing more anxious since the woman hadn’t returned yet. He wondered if they might not want to see him.

Just as he was about to go inside, he saw two people emerge from the house.

“Doctor Shen, long time no see. We meet again,” Jiang Qing said as he walked out, recognizing the doctor as the one who had declared his legs would never heal.

Shen Qianhe was shocked, his eyes wide, unable to speak as he stared at Jiang Qing, who was walking toward him on two legs.

“You can really walk now? How is that possible?” Shen Qianhe said, stunned. Despite having declared that the man’s legs could never heal, here he was, walking.

“Doctor Shen, I remember you were the one who told me I’d never walk again, that I’d be bedridden for life. Is that right?” Jiang Qing said, standing proudly in front of him.

Shen Qianhe, still in disbelief, nodded slightly. “Yes, I did say that. Your legs were indeed in such a condition that I believed they couldn’t be healed. It was based on medical judgment. But now, seeing that you can walk, I can only call it a miracle.”

Jiang Qing sneered. “Miracle? No, it’s my sister-in-law who healed my legs. She used acupuncture and a special ointment to treat me. No miracle, just proper treatment.”

Shen Qianhe was speechless, his mouth agape. He didn’t know what to say and awkwardly closed it.

After a moment of silence, Shen Qianhe still couldn’t resist the urge to check Jiang Qing’s legs and ask about the treatment.

“If you don’t mind, could I take a look at your legs and see how they’re doing? I’d really appreciate it,” Shen Qianhe asked with a pleading tone.

Jiang Qing, who had originally planned to lecture the doctor, saw how sincerely Shen Qianhe was asking, and his resolve wavered. In the end, he nodded, agreeing to the request.

Shen Qianhe was overjoyed and quickly helped Jiang Qing sit on a nearby stone. “Thank you so much, you’re really helping me out. Please sit down, I’ll check your legs thoroughly. Don’t worry, I won’t do anything unnecessary.”

He carefully rolled up Jiang Qing’s pants, and as he did so, a strong medicinal scent hit his nose. It was a peculiar smell—sharp at first, but strangely invigorating after a while.

“Jiang Qing, I’m curious, have you been using this ointment all along?” Shen Qianhe asked, not daring to touch the ointment but wanting to know more.

“Yeah, I’ve been using it regularly. My sister-in-law made it for me. Since I started using it, my legs heat up every night and the pain comes with it. But the next day, they feel stronger than before. Isn’t that interesting?” Jiang Qing replied happily.

Shen Qianhe was fascinated and smiled broadly. “Interesting indeed. Jiang Qing, do you still have any of this ointment? Could you sell me a dose?”