Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me-Chapter 655 - 654: Did You Even Calculate This?

Wen Dajiang’s mutterings were crystal clear to Hong Jinshui.

Seeing that Wen Dajiang seemed genuinely reflective, Hong Jinshui couldn’t help but say, "If you truly regret not treating your spouse better in the past, there might be a chance for you to apologize to her."

Wen Dajiang was startled, "My wife has been dead for over four years, how could there be an opportunity to apologize?"

Hong Jinshui replied, "There is, but for this matter, we will need Little Auntie’s help."

Wen Dajiang’s expression changed immediately, "We need to ask for her help? That child, though young, is quite crafty. She deliberately made a fool of me before."

Hong Jinshui touched his nose, a sheepish smile on his face, "She wasn’t making a fool of you, she just didn’t give the full picture, that’s all."

Wen Dajiang’s eyes widened at these words, too annoyed to speak. Su Mianmian not giving the full picture, wasn’t that the same as making a fool of him?

"Let’s put this matter aside for now." Wen Dajiang rubbed his sore neck and then pressed a few acupoints to relieve his fatigue.

Having found his wallet but not the photo, he had suffered from insomnia last night, and his whole body was aching terribly.

As people age, they just can’t keep up.

No matter how well you take care of yourself, your body will still have problems.

Wen Dajiang sighed.

Days passed one after another, and soon it was Mianmian’s final exam day.

She updated her Instagram saying that today was her last medical qualification exam, and many netizens living online immediately commented: [Little Auntie blesses Little Auntie to pass every exam!]

It was a tongue twister that made Mianmian chuckle.

She blessing herself to pass every exam, where did such a thing exist?

This time the exam venue wasn’t the Chinese Medicine Association but the North City Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.

The elderly at the Association only spent three or four days a month offering free consultations at the hospital. Everyone took turns on shifts, ensuring there was always a skilled Chinese Medicine practitioner available all month long, which was a blessing for those seeking medical advice.

Wen Dajiang was scheduled to treat patients that day.

Some people who wanted to see a doctor had made an appointment with Wen Dajiang in advance, and when it was their turn, they were called in.

The patient seeking medical advice this time was a young man with a dark circle under his eyes, who was startled as soon as he entered the room.

"Little Auntie? What are you doing here?" The young man looked surprised. "You mentioned taking a medical qualification exam, is it here?"

Mianmian nodded, "Yes, yes, it’s right here, you got up early to see a doctor?"

The young man nodded, "Yes, yes, I wanted to check why I’m suffering from insomnia every night and why my neck is stiff, to see whether it’s a cervical spine issue."

"Oh oh, then please have a seat."

"Ahem, ahem."

Wen Dajiang suddenly coughed twice.

Mianmian glanced at Wen Dajiang, "What’s wrong?"

Wen Dajiang motioned for the young man with a stiff neck, "Come here, let me take your pulse first."

After taking the pulse, Wen Dajiang gestured for the young man to stretch his hands in front of Mianmian, "You try."

After Mianmian took the pulse, she asked, "You’ve been staying up playing video games late into the night, haven’t you?"

The man nodded in affirmation.

Wen Dajiang encouraged Mianmian to continue asking.

Mianmian went on, "Your posture while playing games is incorrect, you do indeed have cervical spondylosis, and it’s serious. Sometimes when you bow your head, do you feel pain at the back of your skull? This is a symptom of trigeminal neuralgia. I’ll give you an acupuncture treatment to alleviate it, but the best treatment is still to play games with the correct posture and to do more neck exercises."

The man kept nodding, obviously finding Mianmian’s words very helpful, but then heard Mianmian suddenly change the subject, "Also, don’t bring home old items that you think are very nice. Did you pick up a piece of bright red, oddly shaped wood outside recently?"

The man was stunned, "You even calculated this? You really are something, Little Auntie."

Mianmian sneaked a glance at Wen Dajiang, "Some old items look very nice and are decorative at home, but the things residing in them aren’t so nice. After you get home, take it to the temple, your home is a bit close to Shifang Temple, take it there. If you keep it at home, even if Mianmian cures you, you will still have insomnia once you return."

Given Wen Dajiang’s usual demeanor, upon hearing how Mianmian was treating the patient, he would have long declared it nonsense.

However, after the incident with finding the wallet, Wen Dajiang couldn’t bring himself to voice those words. With a stern face, he said irritably, "Once you’re done explaining, start the acupuncture, I want to see how good your skills are! There are still other patients waiting."

The consultation room had a bed.

The man lay on the bed.

Mianmian asked him to place his hands on each side of his body, and started by pressing on the acupoints on the man’s waist.

Wen Dajiang frowned at this move, "Why are you pressing there?"

Mianmian explained, "The meridians in the human body are all interconnected, you see. Cervical spondylosis is related to his weak lumbar muscles. First press here, then perform acupuncture on the affected area, only then can the effects be doubled."

Wen Dajiang was taught differently since he was a child; his master insisted on only treating the affected area, arguing that by doing so, the patient wouldn’t grumble or end up with other issues as a result.

Not usually exposed to high technology, Wen Dajiang, who had been glued to his mobile phone for the past few days, didn’t argue back. He simply urged Mianmian to proceed, "Give it a try."

If it were any other patient who didn’t know about Mianmian’s abilities, they would surely be scared after hearing this. To let a child perform acupuncture was one thing, but to have a famous Chinese medicine doctor by her side who seemed as though he had never seen a child treat a patient and was asking her to ’give it a try’?

Who would actually let Mianmian proceed?

But the young man was different; he was a loyal fan of Mianmian.

He said cheerfully, "I will share my experience with the fan group afterward. Everyone will be so envious that Little Auntie is treating me... Ow!!"

The man who had been gleefully chatting a second ago suddenly let out a loud yelp due to the sharp pain in his waist.

The man’s cries of agony echoed throughout the consultation room.

Ten minutes later, the man touched his neck and walked out of the room with a strange expression on his face.

Someone asked him, "What happened? You were crying out so horribly?"

The man replied, "It’s nothing, I just wasn’t used to acupuncture and was a bit afraid of the pain, haha."

He dared not admit that the pain was due to the pressure on his waist. After all, a man can’t admit to having a sore back!

Throughout the morning, the consultation room was busy with Mianmian hard at work.

Seeing Mianmian’s treatment techniques so textbook-perfect, Wen Dajiang last bit of doubt vanished. He finished his shift early, claiming he had an important patient to treat, and with Mianmian, he went to the hospital’s patient ward.

The patient was a cancer patient who had been transferred to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, hoping to rely on acupuncture to relieve his suffering.

He didn’t want to die, yet cancer couldn’t be cured.

For a year, he had been tortured by cancer until he was unrecognizable.

"Treat him," Wen Dajiang stated bluntly, "He has bone cancer, and his entire lower limb has already necrotized."

Mianmian took the patient’s pulse and after observing his face, she said, "Merits offset sins. You’ve done many good deeds in this life, so this lifetime’s suffering won’t continue into the next~"

The patient opened his eyes to look at Mianmian and asked Wen Dajiang with difficulty, "Dr. Wen, who is this little girl?"

Wen Dajiang, not wanting to overpromise, simply said, "This little girl has some real skills. I’ve asked her to take a look at you, perhaps she can help to much better alleviate your condition."