“Yun Ting ge, you’re here.”
In the emergency department, Su Ke’er saw Wan Yun Ting enter and immediately flew over to hug his arm, completely disregarding the odd glances from others.
“What kind of patient is it that your emergency department can’t diagnose?” Wan Yun Ting asked, also ignoring the stares.
“You’ll know when you go in and see.”
Su Ke’er pulled him towards a ward. Jiang Tong Xin was sitting on a chair, frowning as she looked at a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl lying on the hospital bed. Beside her stood a woman, the girl’s mother. “Doctor, what exactly is wrong with my daughter?”
“Jiang Jie, Yun Ting ge is here.”
Su Ke’er pulled Wan Yun Ting in. Jiang Tong Xin stood up, nodded at him, and pointed to the girl on the bed. “She said her stomach hurts, but we took X-rays and couldn’t find any reason.”
Seeing the girl’s face contorted in pain, her small hand still clutching her stomach, Wan Yun Ting went directly to her and smiled gently. “Little sister, let me take your pulse first.”
The girl frowned, looking at him with doubt, as did her mother.
However, Wan Yun Ting took the girl’s wrist and began to feel her pulse…
Su Ke’er, Jiang Tong Xin, and the others remained silent, watching quietly.
Wan Yun Ting finished checking the girl’s left hand, then switched to her right. After a full minute, he released her hand and asked with a smile, “You didn’t eat breakfast this morning, did you?”
“No.”
The girl shook her head. Wan Yun Ting continued, “Did you eat Chongqing hot pot last night?”
The girl’s mother was very surprised. “How did you know?”
Su Ke’er, Jiang Tong Xin, and the other nurses were also astonished. “Could she be having a stomachache because she ate hot pot?”
“No.”
Wan Yun Ting shook his head slightly and said to the girl with a smile, “If I’m not mistaken, this should be a sign of her first menstrual period!”
“Ah.”
Su Ke’er and the others were surprised. “My first period wasn’t this painful either.”
This statement made Jiang Tong Xin and the other two nurses feel awkward; this girl really had no sense of shame.
“It’s because she ate spicy food last night and didn’t eat anything this morning, so she’s suffering more than a normal person,” Wan Yun Ting explained.
“Then what should we do now? It’s not a solution for her to be in pain like this,” Jiang Tong Xin said.
Wan Yun Ting said to the girl’s mother, “Go to the Traditional Chinese Medicine department and buy xiangfu, chishao, and sanqi. These three herbs. Ask the pharmacist to help you prepare brown sugar and boil it with the medicine. It will be ready in half an hour… Also, boil her a few eggs. She’ll be fine after eating them.”
“Okay, I’ll go now.” The girl’s mother didn’t hesitate, turning and hurrying towards the adjacent Traditional Chinese Medicine department…
“Yun Ting ge, you’re amazing. You solved it as soon as you arrived.”
Su Ke’er was happy, looking at Wan Yun Ting with adoring eyes. This made the two nurses beside them exchange glances. Jiang Tong Xin nodded inwardly, admitting that sometimes TCM pulse diagnosis could easily reveal ailments that Western medical instruments could not detect.
Wan Yun Ting wasn’t idle. He pressed a few acupoints on the girl’s tiger’s mouth and other areas to relieve her pain. Her complexion gradually eased up.
By noon, the girl’s mother returned with five eggs and the brewed medicinal soup. After feeding the girl, her stomach pain had largely subsided.
Seeing that everything was fine, Wan Yun Ting left the emergency department. Su Ke’er followed him. “Yun Ting ge, it’s noon already. Let’s go eat together.”
Wan Yun Ting shook his head. “I have to go eat at the richest man’s house at noon!”
“Wow, he’s really inviting you to dinner?” Su Ke’er exclaimed in surprise.
Wan Yun Ting smiled and nodded. Just as he was about to say something, a yellow Porsche sports car screeched to a halt in front of them.
“Wow, what a cool sports car.”
The nurses’ eyes lit up when they saw the sports car.
“Cool, isn’t it?”
He Jian Yi stylishly brushed his hair, earning a dismissive eye-roll from Su Ke’er. “Tsk, it’s just a Porsche 718, what’s there to show off about!”
This comment surprised Wan Yun Ting. “You seem to know a lot about these things.”
“Hehe, I saw it on TV.”
Su Ke’er smiled at him, but Wan Yun Ting didn’t believe her.
After interacting with her for a while, he realized that this girl came from an unusual family, at least not an ordinary one!
“Oh, isn’t this the rapist? What are you doing in our emergency department?” He Jian Yi saw Wan Yun Ting and was filled with hatred.
“None of your business,” Su Ke’er answered for Wan Yun Ting.
He Jian Yi sneered, pointed at his sports car, and said proudly, “Kid, look at my sports car. Do you have one?”
Seeing this guy’s boastful demeanor, Wan Yun Ting didn’t bother with him. Kang Hong Wen’s secretary, Lin Gao Feng, had called earlier, saying he was driving over to pick him up, so he told him to wait at the entrance of the emergency department.
“That’s right, you’re just a scum who just got out of prison, and your Wan family went bankrupt long ago. It’s normal that you can’t afford a sports car like this now!”
He Jian Yi said with a face full of mockery, sarcastically taunting Wan Yun Ting.
“Director He, who are you calling scum?” Su Ke’er’s large eyes glared, angered.
“Isn’t he scum?”
He Jian Yi pointed at Wan Yun Ting, his right hand already recovered, and said.
“Pfft, you’re the scum.”
Su Ke’er was so angry she cursed. He Jian Yi pointed at her. “Ke’er, do you not want to be made permanent?”
Wan Yun Ting immediately pulled Su Ke’er behind him and pointed at He Jian Yi’s right hand. “Wasn’t the lesson last time painful enough? Do you want both your arms dislocated this time so you can’t drive your sports car?”
At this mention, He Jian Yi’s face filled with anger. “Kid, don’t think you’re great just because you can fight. Now that you’ve transferred to the Traditional Chinese Medicine department, I can still deal with you!”
Wan Yun Ting smiled and shook his head. He really didn’t want to bother with someone like He Jian Yi who relied on his father to commit evil deeds.
Suddenly, a red, collectible Ferrari LaFerrari supercar slowly drove over and stopped beside He Jian Yi’s Porsche. It instantly stunned the doctors and nurses in the emergency department, as well as the passing patients.
“Holy cow, it’s a Ferrari LaFerrari! That’s a collectible supercar discontinued in ’14, worth tens of millions on the market,” exclaimed a passerby who understood cars.
He Jian Yi was dumbfounded, especially since this supercar was parked next to his Porsche. He was instantly outshone.
The car door opened, and it was Kang Hong Wen’s secretary, Lin Gao Feng. He walked towards Wan Yun Ting with a smile, extended his hand, and said politely, “Dr. Wan, Mr. Kang sent me to pick you up for lunch at his place.”
“Okay, thank you for your trouble, Secretary Lin.” Wan Yun Ting said with a calm smile.
But He Jian Yi, standing beside them, was stunned, staring at Wan Yun Ting as if he couldn’t hear anything.
Wan Yun Ting glanced at him, then smiled at Lin Gao Feng. “Can I borrow this car to drive for a bit?”
“Of course.”
Lin Gao Feng immediately took out the car keys and handed them to him.
“Thank you.”
Wan Yun Ting, taking the car keys, turned to look at the dumbfounded He Jian Yi beside him, dangled the car keys in front of him. “Who was it just now that said I don’t drive sports cars?”
He Jian Yi, snapping back to reality, was furious. This was too much of a slap in the face. He said angrily, “Tsk, this car isn’t yours!”
But then Lin Gao Feng smiled and said, “Dr. Wan, this car is a gift from Mr. Kang to you!”
… He Jian Yi’s expression froze, petrified on the spot.
“Holy crap, that’s too generous.”
The onlookers, the doctors and nurses from the emergency department, were also shocked by Lin Gao Feng’s words.
But Wan Yun Ting shook his head and smiled. “A gift is fine, but let me drive it once to satisfy my craving. Let’s go.”
With that, the two of them got into the supercar, with Wan Yun Ting driving, and slowly turned around, leaving the emergency department…
“Ke’er, let’s go eat.”
Jiang Tong Xin came out and pulled Su Ke’er to the cafeteria in the back. He Jian Yi regained his senses. “Tong Xin, let’s go eat out together.”
“Forget it. You only drive a broken piece of junk sports car, and you still want to ask Sister Jiang out? Dream on,” Su Ke’er retorted with a sneer.
“Damn it.”
He Jian Yi’s face turned red with anger. He looked at the Porsche he had just bought, and in his rage, he kicked the car’s front end fiercely. As a result, he cried out and hopped around, holding his foot, making the other doctors and nurses who saw his comical scene unable to help but snicker.
“What are you laughing at? Do any of you have one?”
He Jian Yi was furious and then pointed towards the hospital entrance, where Wan Yun Ting and the others had long disappeared. He angrily cursed, “Rapist, you just wait! I won’t let you off the hook…”