The enchanting concubine of medicine: entangled with the black-bellied prince

Chapter 225 Dementia

Qin Lian went out wearing Yue Changge's clothes, and there was still a lot of people outside, which made her feel like a drum was beating in her heart. She didn't dare to look at others, so she walked out quickly, but when she reached the door, she bumped into Mo Ziyan .

He greeted her happily, "Brother Yue, you came out just in time, I have something to do with you, please follow me to my garden."

Too bad, he took her for Moon Changge.

Qin Lian dodged instinctively, but unexpectedly, Mo Ziyan entangled him even more tightly, "Brother Yue, what's wrong with you? I really need you urgently, why are you hiding... eh..."

Qin Lian just wanted to touch the needle in his inner sleeve to prick him, but he grabbed his wrist and walked out quickly.

As he walked, he said: "Go and see my wife for me. I heard that you have a baby that can make people live a long life. I will give you as much money as you want, as long as you give me the baby—"

Before he could finish speaking, Qin Lian flung his hand away violently. As a doctor, even if her identity was exposed, she still wanted to stop him from doing such a stupid thing.

If you don't believe in medicine, but believe in Yue Changge, who sells fake medicines, he is in the rhythm of death.

"Brother Yue, what are you—" After realizing that the person he pulled was Qin Lian, Mo Ziyan couldn't say the word '了' anymore, his eyes were as big as duck eggs, as if he saw a UFO.

"You you you you..." His voice was shaking like chaff, and it was like a tape recorder.

"What about me? If you're sick, why don't you go to a doctor? What are you going to do with that liar?"

"he……"

"Aren't you in a hurry just now? What happened to your wife? It made you lose your IQ." Qin Lian said in a cold and calm voice, full of contempt.

"I……"

"Hurry up, if you have to wait until she dies of illness, you will let go of why I wear that liar's clothes?" After finishing speaking, Qin Lian walked to the garden on the east side of Nanjiabao. This is Nangong Ye A wedding present for Mo Ziyan.

It is very valuable, and even twenty maids accompany him. This treatment is no different from that of the crown prince. It seems that Nangong Ye raised him as his son.

Qin Lian didn't know why he thought so, anyway, that's what he thought.

The relationship between Nangong Ye and Mo Ziyan is no different from father and son. At first she thought Mo Ziyan was a broken sleeve, but later he really married Situ Qian and the husband and wife were harmonious. There are nights, just respect.

Nangong Ye has improved a lot recently, and this is just fulfilling the truth that disasters have been caused for thousands of years. According to the current medical technology, he can survive by relying on the medicine in the King of Medicine, it is entirely because of his strong willpower.

But Situ Qian was not optimistic. This heart disease was congenital, and even if it could be relieved, he could only hold his breath.

Especially many years ago, she suffered a serious injury. Now if she gets sick, whether she can be saved or not depends on her luck.

But what good fortune does she have?

In the past life, she was someone else's mistress, and in this life she has ulterior motives. Maybe God let her live like this to punish her.

But the future and the past are gone, and she doesn't want to dwell on the past anymore.

It is my duty to save her.

Pushing open the door of the small courtyard, although there are a lot of servants here, it looks cold, because the hostess here can only stay in bed for a long time, so the maids are very boring, some lean on the stone pillars to doze off, and those who are more energetic will jump Butterflies, or just sitting on the grass and chatting.

It's really... too lazy.

So a home is really impossible without a hostess. It doesn't look like a home at all, it's a refugee camp at all.

"When she recovers, let her take good care of these people." Perhaps because of being corrupted by the feudal ideology in the palace, Qin Lian was unhappy no matter how he saw these people.

"Will she get better?" Mo Ziyan was overjoyed and smiled cautiously.

"Yes." Qin Lian replied lightly.

Sometimes as a doctor, you also need to give some courage to the family members of the patients, because they have to bear more than the patients.

It's just that the hospital doesn't let the doctors speak big words, and always uses cold professional terms to say all kinds of possible sequelae and complications. The patient didn't die, but the family members were scared to death.

I remember one time when she performed a caesarean section and the patient had a massive hemorrhage, the woman's husband signed a critical illness notice with various possible complications for him.

A man who looked taller and tougher than a mountain suddenly softened, muttering what to do, his eyes were red.

Qin Lian couldn't stand it anymore, and comforted him, it's okay, it's just a small problem, just an injection of imported styptic will be fine.

The man seemed to be encouraged, and immediately ran to pay. Afterwards, the woman was safe.

But Qin Lian was criticized and fined a lot of money.

But she is willing.

People are really fragile, and they won't know how cowardly they are until they are in crisis. Therefore, she gave others hope that they can keep a clear mind to welcome the birth of their children, which is also a beautiful thing.

At that time, her grandmother had passed away, and money was not important to her, so she should be fined.

But when he saw Situ Qian, Qin Lian felt a little regretful, he shouldn't have exaggerated.

She was lying on the bed, struggling even to smile.

But when she saw her husband coming, she still tried her best to smile, but the corners of her mouth didn't seem to obey her command, drooping softly, her smile was uglier than crying.

When she got closer, she could see her skinny and withered fingers, like the branches of a winter tree, terribly thin.

She couldn't speak, and her eyes rolled back and forth uncontrollably.

Qin Lian's heart was in a panic, and she wanted to cry for no reason.

She is helpless.

"Prepare for her afterlife." This time, Qin Lian took out her most basic principles as a doctor and told the truth.

Suddenly a huge force came, and just as she felt her whole body being lifted up, her feet were already off the ground.

She looked at Mo Ziyan in front of her, only to hear him scolding: "You said Yue Changge is a liar, but I think you are. You just said she can do well, why do you say she can't do it now!"

He roared in her ear, making her ears ring.

It was at this moment that Qin Lian realized that the hospital's approach was right. It would only make things worse if it gave people hope and then threw him into the abyss.

You know, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

She regretted it, but did not regret taking the medicine.

"I'm sorry, I overestimated my medical skills." These days, she was busy in the casino and did not observe Situ Qian's condition carefully. Now that she has become like this, she is powerless to recover.

It's all her fault.

Although she had wished her dead.

"You liar! Big liar!" Mo Ziyan growled twice, then ran out.

Qin Lian thought he was going out to vent, but he didn't expect him to bring back Yue Changge.

This made Qin Lian very embarrassed. Everyone outside must have recognized her just now. She was wearing Yue Changge's clothes. Now that Yue Changge is here again, the ambiguity between the two is self-evident.

"Brother Yue, please save my wife."

Yue Changge looked at Situ Qian, then at Qin Lian, and said, "If the doctor says it's useless, then what's the use of my coming, you'd better let him spend some time in peace."

"Brother Yue..." Mo Ziyan felt even more uncomfortable, and tears rolled out of his eyes.

"I said Doctor Qin, you should say something at least to comfort this injured child."

"Brother Yue, are you joking?" Mo Ziyan tugged on his sleeve unwillingly.

Qin Lian was so choked up that he couldn't speak, and it took him a long time to say, "Face the reality, Mo Ziyan."

It was only now that Qin Lian realized how much she regretted. She regretted that she should not have brought the two of them together for the sake of her own temper. She is the person who understands the pain of life and death, but why push others into the abyss of pain.

"I'm sorry." All she can do now is to say these three words.

It took countless times to say these three words to soothe all the guilt in her heart.

But Mo Ziyan didn't appreciate it at all, grabbed her skirt again, and threatened: "If you can't save her, I will also bury her with you."

Mo Ziyan's hands were so strong that she couldn't breathe.

But soon, her neck was liberated. It was Yue Changge, who pulled Mo Ziyan away, and the two men went to the other side. Yue Changge said to him: "Calm down, please? Kill her!" , will only add murder to your wife, and that will be even more hopeless!"

"If there is a god in this world, Ah Qian wouldn't be in such pain!" Mo Ziyan cried spinelessly, but no one present felt that he was spineless, he was just too desperate.

"But your wife will be scared by you." Yue Changge began to compare himself, "You see, my wife has been away from me for so many years, and I have survived the same. Everyone must die. You are so irritable. It's better to spend her last days with your wife peacefully, and don't leave any regrets for yourself."

As if moved by Yue Changge, Mo Ziyan gradually calmed down. Finally, he looked at Qin Lian and said bitterly, "Get out, I don't want to see you liar again."

Qin Lian froze for a moment, and was finally pulled out of the room by Yue Changge.

The two walked one after the other, Qin Lian buried her head deeply, aimlessly, and could only follow Yue Changge's footsteps.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly stopped and asked, "Why are you following me, so you're not afraid of other people's gossip?"

After a long silence, Qin Lian asked, "Where do you still have wine?"

Yue Changge let out a long sigh, "It's gone, I'm going to the town to buy it."

Qin Lian hurriedly said, "I'll go with you."

Yue Changge couldn't stop shaking his head, didn't speak, and continued to walk forward.

After arriving in the town, Qin Lian asked, "Is it true that your relics can't bring people back to life?"

Yue Changge couldn't help laughing, "Are you really a miracle doctor?"

Qin Lian said: "There are some things that science cannot explain."

Yuechang sang: "What is science?"

Qin Lian said, "It's just that common sense can't explain it."

Yue Changge was silent, and it took a while before he said, "To be honest, I'm a little scared. I don't know if I'm possessed by a ghost."

Qin Lian was surprised: "How do you say that?"

Yue Changge sat decadently on the side of the road, resting his hands on his forehead, exhaled for a long time, and said after a long time: "I can't remember what my wife looks like more and more. If this continues, I'm afraid I'll never be able to find her." Here she is."

Qin Lian was curious: "How could this be?" According to modern medicine, his symptoms are a bit like Alzheimer's, but he is still in the Mood for Love.

how is this possible……

Yue Changge shook his head, "The quieter it is, the more I will forget things, just like yesterday, I didn't remember drinking with you at all, but you appeared in my room."

What a strange condition, what the hell is wrong with him?
(End of this chapter)