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"mom!"

Wen Xuxu wanted to rush out, but found that her father had moved a step just at the right time, blocking all sight of her.

She immediately understood what her parents meant.

Wen Xuxu was so angry that she wanted to cry. She shouted loudly: "I know you are worried about me, afraid that I will die accidentally. It is better to suffer a short pain than a long pain. If I die this time, I will die. Don't bother anyone. I am willing to do everything. I don't want to live in fear like this, and I don't want to cause trouble for my eldest brother so that he can't get married at such an old age."

Wen Xiuyuan's mouth twitched, and he reminded: "I'm only 24 this year."

"Other people get married at the age of 20. You didn't get two marriage proposals at the age of 24. Those who came to propose marriage were all ugly. Some had mental problems, some were dumb, and some were blind. The lame were good, after all, they were sick and it's not hereditary. And what about other people? You are such a good and excellent gay man, aren't you worthy of a normal lesbian?"

She was the cause of all this.

She just pretended not to know before.

Wen Xiuyuan glared: "What are you doing? Let everyone know that you have a big brother who can't get a wife?"

Wen Xuxu's eyes turned red: "I just don't accept it! Why! Why? Is it because I have epilepsy?"

"That's enough, just shut up!" Mother Wen just wanted to roll her eyes. She had spoiled her daughter. She walked up to Meng Wantang with a sigh and said in a very kind manner, "Doctor Meng, we have spoiled our daughter. Please don't mind."

Meng Wantang did not develop any ill feelings towards Wen's mother because of the initial tension.

It's right to question her.

Even in her previous life, this face of hers was still not trusted.

When she first went to the village for free medical treatment, the villagers said all kinds of nasty things to her. If it wasn't for a child who suddenly had epilepsy and she cured it with one move, the villagers wouldn't have believed her.

"Auntie, I can understand that your daughter is thoughtful. After all, this is not the first time such a thing has happened." Don't the old men and women in the park still think of her as a little girl who likes to treat patients and has failed to achieve success through self-study?

A job was arranged for her for this purpose.

Thinking of this, Meng Wantang remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to give the design drawings to the furniture factory.

She will send it over when she goes back tomorrow.

When Wen's mother smelled the faint medicinal fragrance on Meng Wantang, she was particularly fond of her: "Our Xuxu's illness has troubled our family for many years. We really don't dare to hold out hope."

"In fact, this disease is very stubborn, but also very easy to treat. It requires the cooperation of the patient and family members. It may take five years at most, or two to three years at the shortest. There is also the possibility of a miracle and a cure earlier."

When Meng Wantang was talking to Wen's mother, Wen Xuxu's father and elder brother were listening attentively. Meng Wantang's words were not empty words, but meaningful, citing classics and several successful cases. This gave the Wen family hope.

"My epilepsy may be hereditary, but it's not a terrible disease. With active treatment, you can recover soon. Although Xuxu is a little older, her condition is well controlled. Your efforts over the years have not been in vain. Her condition will be easier to treat than I expected."

Meng Wantang's words made Wen's father and mother's eyes tear up.

Their efforts over the years have not been in vain.

"Auntie, this way please, my home is nearby."

Meng Wantang led the man home and found that the house was different from when she left. There were flowers in the yard and the windows were particularly bright.

The consulting room she prepared in advance was also clean, just like a street clinic in later generations.

As soon as they entered the yard, Lin Su seemed to have just heard the voice. She was wearing a cheongsam and walked out slowly from her private little study.

"Hello, I am Meng Wantang's mother." Lin Su's temperament is really amazing.

She has a cool and proud temperament like a plum blossom, but when she smiles, she is no longer so distant, and people can feel her enthusiasm. Everything is light and just right.

Wen Xuxu was stunned.

"Oh my god, your mother is so beautiful! She looks so young!"

Meng Wantang did not expose Lin Su, and even supported Lin Su: "I look more like my mother."

Wen Xuxu shook her head: "You look a bit like your mother. The temperament and the charm are very similar! But you seem to be more like your father! Is your father also very handsome?"

Meng Wantang was startled. She subconsciously touched her face and said, "I don't look like my mother? But my aunt said that I look a lot like my mother. She recognized me at first sight."

"At first glance, they look exactly the same," Wen Xuxu said with certainty, "but when you look closely, you realize they're not that similar."

Meng Wantang understood.

Her classmate's daughter looks a lot like her classmate, and you can tell at a glance that they are mother and daughter. But her classmate's daughter looks more like her husband.

"Do you want to do it here?" Lin Su led everyone into the house to drink tea.

Meng Wantang took Wen Xuxu away.

Wen's mother wanted to follow, but she held back.

Even if she didn't understand, she knew that when seeing a doctor, one needed to be quiet and not be disturbed.

Arriving at the clinic, Wen Xuxu saw the professional decoration inside and gave Meng Wantang a thumbs up: "You really are a doctor!"

"Your parents asked someone to look at the prescription, and you drank it. You still doubt my ability, classmate Wen Xuxu, you shouldn't do that!" Meng Wantang joked with Wen Xuxu.

Wen Xuxu's tense mood subconsciously eased: "I just didn't expect it."

"Acupuncture is very simple and not as scary as you think. Just relax and don't be nervous." Meng Wantang made all the preparations before letting her lie down.

Wen Xuxu was still a little nervous. She smiled and said, "Do I have to come here for acupuncture every day in the future?"

"No need for that. It's not good to do it every day. I'll tell you before the acupuncture." Meng Wantang's tone was casual and natural. Her emotions were able to soothe Wen Xuxu. "Close your eyes."

Wen Xuxu closed her eyes subconsciously.

A needle is inserted.

Meng Wantang then asked: "Do you feel anything?"

"A little bit, it doesn't hurt."

Wen Xuxu was no longer afraid.

Meng Wantang chuckled: "So why are you so nervous? I'm a veteran, I've been through a lot."

"Really? You are so young and have seen so many patients?" Wen Xuxu didn't quite believe it and thought Meng Wantang was teasing her.

"I used to be a doctor in the countryside. Although I was young, many people came to see me at the clinic. The old men and women had been working hard for many years and had serious health problems. They needed acupuncture every day. I didn't know how many needles I had to give them in a day."

Wen Xuxu asked in surprise: "You went to the countryside too?"

"Well, I went to the countryside."

Meng Wantang was indeed an educated youth.

She almost forgot it herself.

Wen Xuxu frowned: "Your family is well off, why did you go to the countryside? Do you have many children?"

"I am an only child."