The Sweetest Medicine

Chapter 68: Fang Zhihan, The Mysterious Man

Translator: Yunyi Editor: Yunyi

Su Zijing was a mother, so she naturally understood the pain that Lin Guofeng felt. As a result, she said to Yu Gangan, “Jiayu has been treated preciously since she was born because Chairman Lin and Mrs. Lin both love her dearly and hate seeing her suffer. Hence, her condition has made Mrs. Lin so stressed that her whole head of hair has almost turned white and Chairman Lin has dropped everything at work to run around asking for a miracle doctor.”

Yu Gangan let out a laugh, “She never needed a miracle doctor. All she had to do was remove her mask and get treatment as soon as possible. Treatment would have been most effective within one week of initial onset and most doctors of Chinese medicine would have been able to handle her condition easily. If she had done that, she would have recovered completely without any further complications.”

“But, now that we’ve delayed it for 3-4 months, will it be difficult to treat?” Lin Guofeng asked anxiously.

“Since I couldn’t detect anything from her pulse, it shouldn’t be serious…” Yu Gangan replied.

If it could be detected in her pulse, the so-called ‘famous doctors’ would have discovered it already.

Too many doctors had visited Miss Lin, so the ones that visited towards the end all assumed it was a serious illness before they even checked her pulse.

When they checked her pulse and concluded nothing was wrong, they simply assumed it was a psychological problem because of her shortness of breath.

Yu Gangan only discovered the truth because of Su Zijing’s warning, the frostbite scars on Miss Lin’s hand when she was checking her pulse, and the straw on her bedside table.

Usually, a person didn’t use a straw unless their mouth was numb or paralyzed.

That was how Yu Gangan guessed that Lin Jiayu suffered from facial paralysis due to her frostbite.

Lin Guofeng looked at Yu Gangan with anticipation, “Does that mean it’s easy to treat?”

“It’s not difficult!” Yu Gangan nodded. However, her tone quickly changed, “But…she must be willing to accept the treatment. If she wants to be cured, she must remove her mask.”

If the frostbite had already caused necrosis, the damage would be impossible to reverse. If that was the case, all Yu Gangan could do was try her best to straighten Miss Lin’s mouth.

But, something that serious should have been detected in her pulse, so Yu Gangan was certain that the frostbite hadn’t done any permanent damage.

However, the best form of treatment was acupuncture.

If Miss Lin refused to remove her mask, how was she to undergo acupuncture treatment?!

Lin Guofeng looked at the woman helplessly, “Can’t she just take medicine?”

If Lin Jiayu was willing to remove her mask for others to see her face, things would not have been delayed for so long.

So, asking her to remove her mask for Yu Gangan was a difficult task to achieve.

But, Yu Gangan shook her head, “No. She has to undergo acupuncture.”

Lin Guofeng furrowed his brows and hesitated for a moment. He then asked his secretary to help Yu Gangan sit down and fetch her some tea while he headed back into the bedroom.

In the middle of the mahogany coffee table, there was a delicate tea set made from purple clay. And from it, the fragrant smell of tea drifted across the room.

Yu Gangan knew that Lin Guofeng had gone into the bedroom to speak to Lin Jiayu. So, she took the medicine chest from Fang Zhihan’s hands, pulled out a pen and paper, wrote out a prescription and signed her name on it.

When she went to close the medicine chest, she realized Fang Zhihan was still standing.

The tall and strong man was clean and introverted, his dark and deep eyes were indifferent and did not show the slightest emotion. He was like a fine painting, precious and refined, completely unaffected by the mundane world.

Although he still appeared nothing like an assistant, he managed to contain his arrogance well.

The more she spent time with Fang Zhihan, the more of mystery he became.

“Aren’t you tired? Come sit down,” Yu Gangan said.

Fang Zhihan did not respond. He simply looked at the watch on his wrist.

“Are you in a rush? If you’re in a rush, you can leave first,” Yu Gangan waved her hand casually.

Fang Zhihan remained silent as he turned his gaze towards the woman.