Chapter 33

The patient was moved to the largest and best room in the hospital. Xue Miaoyun was also moved to the end of the bed and pushed out along with him, as her face was clearly pale and unhealthy.

Once in the room, Xue Miaoyun was treated even better—there were candies, a sofa, and hot water.

From time to time, Xue Miaoyun would check on her little patient. His condition seemed fine, and the Life’s Blue was indeed something that made people covet it. She had to keep it a secret, though. The excuse of being a medical expert had to be well-maintained.

“Binbin, Binbin…” The previously quiet atmosphere in the room was suddenly broken by a cry from outside.

Xue Miaoyun frowned.

The man in the Zhongshan suit, who had been staying beside the bed, immediately walked out.

“Mom… Quiet… He’ll be fine… Binbin…”

Soon, a woman in her fifties was helped into the room by the man.

She arrived at Binbin’s bed and, seeing her grandson covered in needles like a porcupine, she covered her mouth, clearly in pain.

“Mom, Binbin will be fine. I’ve already sent someone to get the herbs. Doctor Xue is very skilled, and she will definitely be able to save Binbin,” Zhao Wenhua whispered, trying to comfort his mother.

“Which one is Doctor Xue? I need to thank her.”

“Mom, this is Doctor Xue Miaoyun,” Zhao Wenhua quickly introduced her.

Just as Xue Miaoyun was about to stand up from the sofa, she was gently pushed back down.

“Doctor Xue, don’t get up. I know everything already. Thank you for saving Binbin,” Cheng Yunjin said, holding Xue Miaoyun’s hand with deep gratitude.

“If it weren’t for you, Binbin would probably…” She began to sob. “Thank you!”

Cheng Yunjin was no ignorant woman; just one look at the acupuncture technique, and she could tell it was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Moreover, she had also learned some details about her grandson’s condition from Doctor Song.

Xue Miaoyun, however, was not skilled at comforting people. Seeing such a scene left her feeling somewhat at a loss.

Zhao Wenhua quickly stepped forward, noticing this: “Mom, Doctor Xue is highly skilled. She will do her best.”

“Yes, yes, I will do my best. You must also have confidence. Our goal is the same: we hope the patient will recover,” Xue Miaoyun said. She couldn’t make any guarantees, nor would she give any, but she would indeed do her best to treat the child.

“Yes, yes, we will listen to the doctor.”

Both of them assured that they would not interfere and would trust the doctor’s guidance.

Xue Miaoyun nodded in satisfaction, as nothing worried her more than family members interfering with medical care.

Afterward, Xue Miaoyun explained the boy’s condition again. This mother and son pair clearly came from a background of importance—they were reasonable, and their communication was smooth.

Later, things confirmed Xue Miaoyun’s thoughts. By nightfall, all the herbs she needed had been gathered. It wasn’t just a few herbs—it was a substantial amount.

However, Xue Miaoyun only thought about this casually in her mind. The patient’s family had the resources, and during these times when medicine and medical supplies were scarce, being able to find what she needed was a good thing for her.

So, Xue Miaoyun began preparing the medicine, using both medicinal baths and herbal soup, tackling it from two angles.

With the family’s cooperation, Xue Miaoyun’s workload wasn’t too heavy. The patient was young, which made the whole process easier.

She worked the entire night.

By the next morning, the child’s condition had improved significantly.

“… The current situation is much better than I expected. The patient is young, and that has its advantages. The next three months are crucial, as they will directly affect the patient’s long-term recovery. So, we must remain cautious,” Xue Miaoyun said, clearly pleased with the treatment’s progress. The Life’s Blue was one factor, but the medicine she had prescribed also played a significant role.

The combination of the two had worked perfectly!

“Thank you, Doctor Xue, thank you!” Zhao Wenhua expressed his deep gratitude. His son had woken up, and his complexion had improved significantly. It was hard to believe that such a young doctor could possess such exceptional medical skills.

“A doctor’s heart is like a parent’s. It’s only what I should do.” Xue Miaoyun stifled a yawn.

“Doctor Xue, I’ve prepared a room for you. How about you go rest for a while?” Zhao Wenhua had been by the patient’s side throughout the entire treatment and knew that Doctor Xue had been busy all night. He was truly grateful.

“Yes, Miaoyun, you should go rest in the lounge. I’ll keep an eye on things here,” Doctor Song Ren said as he walked out of the room, showing his concern for Xue Miaoyun.

Xue Miaoyun really was exhausted, so she nodded and agreed.

“Head nurse, please take Doctor Xue to the lounge and make sure she isn’t disturbed.”

“Okay, Doctor Song.”

As Xue Miaoyun left, Zhao Wenhua couldn’t help but ask, “Doctor Xue is so young, how can her medical skills be so impressive?”

Doctor Song Ren smiled. He would never have shared this with just anyone, but Zhao Wenhua didn’t need any secrets. “She’s a disciple of the famous Master Ke. And in the field of medicine, some people study for seventy or eighty years but still only scratch the surface, while others, after just a few years, become masters. There’s a difference between having the heavens feed you and crying out for them to feed you.”

In Doctor Song Ren’s view, Xue Miaoyun was someone whom the heavens had generously gifted with talent. No matter how much others envied her, there was nothing they could do about it.

Zhao Wenhua thought about it for a moment and nodded. Success indeed required ninety-nine percent hard work and one percent talent, but it was often that one percent that made all the difference.

“Master Ke… is that the Master Ke?” Zhao Wenhua asked softly.

“Who else could teach such a talented disciple?” Doctor Song Ren was a devoted admirer of Master Ke.

“I see,” Zhao Wenhua murmured, already planning how he could establish a good relationship with such a skilled doctor. After all, everyone gets sick, and even if it’s just for his son’s sake, he needed to maintain a good connection with her.

For the next three months, Xue Miaoyun continued to treat Zhao Bin, the little boy. At just seven years old, he was unusually well-behaved and cooperative during treatment.

Xue Miaoyun had tasted traditional Chinese medicine in her previous life, and she could barely drink a bowl without vomiting half of it. But this child could swallow a whole bowl without hesitation. She couldn’t help but be impressed by him.

Since he wasn’t a troublemaker, Xue Miaoyun had a very favorable impression of him. Occasionally, she would take some chocolate from her space and give it to him.

“Binbin, how are you feeling? Does it hurt here?”

“It doesn’t hurt, sister.”

“Good boy. What about here?”

“A little bit.”

“Okay, just a little. How does it feel…?”

As Zhao Wenyuan stepped into the room, having learned from his mother about his nephew’s condition, he overheard a gentle female voice speaking to a familiar child’s voice, filled with warmth and affection.

“… Binbin is so brave. Let me reward you with a piece of candy, okay?”

“Thank you, Sister.”

“Little Uncle!” Binbin turned his head as he saw the person entering.

Xue Miaoyun subconsciously turned to look, still wearing a smile from comforting the child, her expression warm and doting.

Zhao Wenyuan froze for a moment, his step faltering slightly. However, he quickly adjusted, making sure no one could see anything amiss.