70: The Soldier King's Supernatural Wife, Three Babies in One Child

After Si Zhengyan left, Lu Hanqing followed Shang Lijun listlessly, helping to clean the rooms on the second and third floors.

Lu Chaoyan continued strolling in the courtyard with roasted melon seeds and peanuts, and secretly gave them some black fungus, white fungus and mushrooms.

These are rare things. Even people like those in the compound, who can get tickets more easily than others, cannot eat them often.

Lu Chaoyan used the excuse of a gift between friends and did not ask for money, just a few tickets, and won the favor of almost everyone in the compound.

On the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month, New Year's Eve, Lu Hanqing and Shang Lijun prepared to make dumplings.

Lu Chaoyan continued to give Mr. Fang acupuncture to remove the tumor.

After removing the needle, Fang Yanzhang felt that his body was full of strength and he was no longer as exhausted as before.

Therefore, he became more and more impressed with Lu Chaoyan's abilities.

In the afternoon, several colleagues came to visit.

He couldn't help but show off to them, and unsurprisingly, he attracted a few patients to Lu Chaoyan.

For terminal illnesses that are difficult to cure medically and require a large amount of supernatural power, the old rules still apply: acupuncture costs one thousand yuan per session, and people over sixty years old are refused treatment.

She basically refuses to take over cases that can be cured in the hospital, and even Fang Yanzhang's superiors cannot hire her.

This did not disgust people, but instead made them famous. People said that the Fang family had a miracle doctor who specialized in treating terminal illnesses, but the cost was a bit expensive.

It's a fatal disease and the cost is high, but everyone is willing to pay for it.

More and more people are seeking medical treatment.

Of course, this is something.

Lu Chaoyan prepared the New Year's Eve dinner in the evening. There was a table full of dishes and two large pots of dumplings. The four of them enjoyed the meal very much.

After dinner, the four of them sat together and played poker.

Fang Yanzhang stared at Lu Chaoyan and said with a smile, "Chaoyan, you have to lose some money to me tonight, otherwise I won't have the money to pay for your medical expenses."

He always felt that Lu Chaoyan had a sense of arrogance, the kind of arrogance that made her seem like she was very great.

Today, he understood that one shot costs one thousand yuan, and a terminal illness cannot be cured without ten thousand yuan.

It is said that she cured many people and she has reason to be proud of it.

Lu Chaoyan smiled and said, "Mr. Fang, I thought you were going to teach me a lesson, saying that I shouldn't only save the rich and not the poor."

Fang Yanzhang looked at her seriously.

“If you set the price at one hundred, I will absolutely believe that you are trying to make money, because most people can afford this amount of money.

And you set it at 1,000, which almost cuts off 99.9% of the people who come to seek medical treatment. It can only be said that you want to save people, but your ability is limited, so you use this method to protect yourself. "

"Tsk tsk tsk, they say that old ginger is the spicier one, and that's really true."

Lu Chaoyan gave a thumbs up and said, "I remember when I was a child, my grandfather often told me that being too smart can lead to premature death, and it is difficult to have both blessings and wisdom.

He told me to be more restrained in the future and not to show off my medical skills easily, because if I saved too many dying people, I would be punished by God.

I didn't quite understand what he meant at the time, and I was afraid of being punished by God, so I hid my medical skills and pretended to be stupid. It was not until I was harmed and almost died that I came to my senses.

If I continue to be stupid, either God will punish me or the King of Hell will take me away.

So, I stopped pretending.

I decided to release my nature and be my true self, but deep down I was still afraid of divine punishment, so I could only save fewer people.

As for how to save someone, it depends on my mood. If someone catches my eye and I like him/her, I will save him/her without asking for any money, like you, Mr. Fang.

If others want me to save them, they can pay them."

It seemed serious at first, but it became off topic in the end.

This made Fang Yanzhang and Shang Lijun laugh again.

They could see that although Lu Chaoyan was laughing it off, he was actually admitting in disguise that his abilities were indeed limited.

It can save lives, but it can’t save too many people.

The only way to stop people from seeking medical treatment is to use money as an excuse.

As for those who have no money, you can only think of a place that Lu Chaoyan will like, otherwise, just accept your fate.

Lu Hanqing did not laugh, and took his third sister's words seriously. He silently decided to let his third sister rescue people less often in the future.

They played until around nine o'clock, then Lu Chaoyan went into the house to sleep, and the three men played for a while.

The next day, New Year's Day, Mr. Fang prepared red envelopes for Shang Lijun, Lu Chaoyan and Lu Hanqing.

Sixty-six yuan per person, which cost him more than half a month's salary.

He had lost all his relatives and no children. He was a lonely man and had no salary to save.

After leaving enough for living, the rest is either used for national construction or sent to welfare homes to raise orphans.

The money in this red envelope was from his salary before the New Year. After spending it all today, he didn't have much money left.

Shang Lijun also gave red envelopes to Lu Chaoyan and her brother, 18.8 yuan each. He has a big family to support, so he doesn't dare to spend money carelessly.

Lu Chaoyan gave Lu Hanqing a red envelope of 100 yuan. In fact, she also prepared a gift for Si Zhengyan, but she didn't have time to give it to him.

Lu Hanqing took the three red envelopes, his face full of emotion and apology, and moved behind the third sister, "Third sister, I didn't prepare any red envelopes."

"Silly boy, you are the youngest, you only receive red envelopes, not give them out," Shang Lijun smiled and patted him, "The streets must be lively today, I will take you out to play."

Lu Chaoyan shook the red envelope and said to Fang Yanzhang and Shang Lijun, "Thank you, Mr. Fang, and thank you, Secretary Shang. Today is the first day of the Chinese New Year, and I have prepared gifts for you as well."

Smiling, she went into the house and took out a scroll of painting. When she unfolded it, it was a color picture of a southern city after its transformation. The buildings in it looked clear, simple, and well-arranged, which was very beautiful.

Fang Yanzhang came here specifically for the transformation of the southern cities, and although he inspected, held meetings and visited people every day, he still didn't have much of a clue.

Now after seeing this painting, my mind suddenly becomes clear.

"Girl, you are really multi-talented."

Lu Chaoyan smiled, "I just saw you were worried about this, so I drew a picture. I'm showing it to you today, please don't despise me."

"You helped me a lot, how could I dislike it?"

Fang Yanzhang quickly rolled up the painting and nodded to Shang Lijun, "Come up with me."

"Yes!"

Shang Lijun quickly caught up, then turned back to look at Lu Chaoyan unhappily, "Silly girl, can't you take it out another day?"

The rare vacation is gone.

Lu Chaoyan winked at him and said, "Secretary Shang, Han Qing and I are going out to play. Don't leave us lunch. We'll be back in the evening."

"Okay, stay safe."

Shang Lijun went upstairs even more resentful.

Lu Chaoyan's smile slowly faded. She went back to the house to change her clothes and went out with Lu Hanqing.

"Third sister, where are we going?" Lu Hanqing supported her.

"Go find Tao Yuwei."

"What do you want to see her for?"

"Reminiscing about the past."

Lu Chaoyan spat out three words coldly and said nothing more.

Lu Hanqing took her to the dormitory building behind the Medical University. When passing by the Ji family, he tilted his head to take a look and found that the door was still locked.

He couldn't help feeling lost, wondering if his aunt had come back.

Lu Hanqing spoke again only after they reached the last staff dormitory building.

"She and Si Zhengyang live on the third floor, door number seven. Climbing the stairs is too tiring, so I'll go up and call her down."