I found a stunningly beautiful woman

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Yang Jian was eighteen years old this year, and this was his first time traveling far from home, and also his first time leaving the village. His grandfather told him, "Go, when you get to the provincial capital, someone will come to pick you up. Just look for someone picking up Yang Yizhen

. You also have a childhood sweetheart named Su Ai. You must marry her. Remember, don't come back until you give me a big, fat grandson!" His grandfather didn't know that those last words would haunt Yang Jian for many years.

He boarded the train with his luggage and set off, dozing off in his seat.

He didn't know how much time had passed when suddenly there was a screeching brake, and Yang Jian's forehead hit the seat in front of him. He opened his eyes blankly, yawned, and stood up, asking, "Are we there yet?"

No, it still looked like a desolate wilderness.

Yang Jian was already dizzy from the swaying of the train. He really wanted to give himself an injection, but his grandfather told him: "Medicine cannot cure itself."

He heard someone next to him shout, "Someone was hit!"

What? Someone was hit?

The driver stood up and shouted to the passengers, "You all saw it! I didn't hit anyone on purpose; that person just suddenly rushed out from the roadside!"

"Was the person killed?"

"I don't know, they're lying there, not moving, and there's blood everywhere!"

The passengers cried out in terror. Everyone on the bus panicked; they'd never seen anyone get killed before—what bad luck!

Yang Jian quickly ran to the door, "Let me get out and see, I'm a doctor!"

An older woman looked at him, "Young man, you're old enough to be a doctor?"

Another said, "Hey, young people just love to join in the fun, don't waste everyone's time."

"I really am a doctor!" Yang Jian reiterated, "Open the door, I'll go see!"

The driver hesitated for a few seconds before opening the door for him.

A girl in a floral dress lay on the roadside. Yang Jian ran over but didn't dare move. The girl was lying on her back, with long eyelashes, her eyes closed like curtains, her face exquisitely beautiful, like a jade carving. She seemed younger than Yang Jian and didn't look like someone from the village.

His gaze fell on the girl. She was so fair-skinned, even fairer than the little flower from Nanshan Village. She looked healthy and fertile; she definitely wasn't someone who grew up playing in the mud.

He reached out and checked her skin—she was alive.

The injury was to her head; a large wound had bled profusely, making her face even paler.

Yang Jian grabbed her wrist to take her pulse and was startled—it was so smooth!

Her skin was practically like smeared with lard…

Hmm, the situation wasn't good; she wouldn't last long without immediate treatment.

Now, just one acupuncture needle would solve the problem. Yang Jian wanted to go back to the bus to get his bag, as his silver needles were in it, and the bag was on the bus.

But as he turned around, the minibus was speeding away from him.

…

Outside Tiansha, in a small, shabby bus station, a large banner was displayed.

The banner read: “Welcome, Mr. Yang Yizhen!”

The bus station was almost entirely filled with luxury cars, any one of which cost far more than the entire bus station.

People were buzzing with discussion: "What's going on? Has the bus station upgraded its equipment?"

More than half of the welcoming crowd were elderly gentlemen with white hair, looking very respected. Their faces showed anxiety, but even more so, anticipation.

"It's said that Old Master Yang didn't come in person this time, but sent his only apprentice?" "

Hehe, Old Master Yang is over 130 years old, please be understanding. But this apprentice of his has inherited all his skills."

"Old Master Yang said it himself?"

"Of course, this is Old Master Yang's only beloved apprentice. That divine skill of 'One Needle' must not be lost."

Behind this welcoming group were two extremely beautiful young women in their late teens.

"Ai Ai, I heard you're going to marry that apprentice of Yang Yizhen, you'll be able to make love soon!"

"Feifei, don't talk nonsense, I'm not of legal age yet."

Ai Ai, with her tall and slender figure and a serene beauty, swayed gracefully, attracting everyone's attention. She must be what they call breathtaking beauty. Feifei was also very pretty, though a bit plump with a chubby face.

"Ai'ai, that old Mr. Yang is already over 130, shouldn't his apprentice be over 100? Ai'ai's going to be 'eaten by a young grass' (a euphemism for being taken advantage of)!"

"Feifei, don't talk nonsense, he's the same age as me."

"Oh, I heard it's more appropriate for the man to be older than the woman, so Ai'ai's going to be 'eaten by a young grass' (a euphemism for being taken advantage of)."

"Feifei, don't talk nonsense!"

Suddenly, a police car sped into the station, and two policemen got out. One of them carried a yellowed cloth bag and walked towards an elderly man with white hair in the crowd.

"Mr. Su, I hope you can be prepared."

"What is it? Speak quickly!"

The elderly man's expression immediately became serious, and even his breathing became soft.

The policeman sighed and handed over the cloth bag: "Old Su, that car plunged off a cliff and caught fire. Everyone in the car was burned to death. Based on your description, we only found this cloth bag, which appears to be the belongings of Old Yang's apprentice."

Chapter Two Your Sister

"Belongings?" The white-haired old man's hands began to tremble as he shakily took the cloth bag and opened it.

Then came the old man's long sigh: "Alas, this needle is correct, it's him. Where is the body?"

The policeman lowered his head awkwardly: "The fire was too intense, he was burned..."

The two girls also heard it, their eyes filled with sorrow.

"Ai Ai, your husband fell to his death."

"Fei Fei, no..."

A loud cry came from the crowd: "Old Yang, I'm so sorry, your only apprentice..."

"Old Su, Old Su! Quickly call an ambulance..."

...

Yang Jian carried the girl for an unknown distance along the mountain road. During this time, the girl's pulse was critical several times, but thanks to Yang Jian's medical skills, she was able to turn the tide each time. The girl also woke up several times, but Yang Jian was busy on his way and didn't notice.

However, he couldn't delay any longer. Yang Jian had nothing to treat the girl; he had to flag down a car as soon as possible.

Suddenly, he heard a car approaching. Yang Jian quickly put the girl down and stood in the middle of the road.

"Stop! Stop!"

The window rolled down, and a square-faced middle-aged man poked his head out. "What's going on, young man?"

"My name is Yang Jian. Can I take a ride into the city?" Yang Jian asked.

"My name is Nezha, hehehe..." the middle-aged man laughed heartily, "But I can't just pick up passengers in this car. I can't make that decision."

Yang Jian said urgently, "Then ask the driver."

The middle-aged man laughed again, and the driver turned his head and asked, "Secretary..."

The middle-aged man waved to the driver and continued to ask Yang Jian, "Young man, is there something urgent?"

"Yes!" Yang Jian said decisively, "Someone has been hit by a car and needs to be taken to the hospital."

"Why didn't you say so earlier!" the middle-aged man's face darkened. "Where is she? Bring her here immediately!"

Yang Jian quickly carried the girl into the car. The middle-aged man looked at the girl with blood on her skirt, his expression grave. He instructed the driver, "Speed up, get her to the nearest hospital!"

The driver stepped on the gas, and the SUV sped off.

"Young man... Yang Jian, where's the car that caused the accident?" the middle-aged man asked sternly.

Yang Jian blinked. "It drove away?"

The middle-aged man punched his leg, muttering, "This is a heinous crime, a loss of humanity!"

Yang Jian blinked and said, "Uncle, don't worry, I'm here, she can be saved."

The middle-aged man smiled. "You're the one comforting me now. Who is she to you?"

Yang Jian replied, "Nobody. The car I was in hit her, I got out to help, and then the car drove away."

The middle-aged man nodded solemnly, comforting Yang Jian, "Don't worry, we'll try to drive as fast as we can."

Yang Jian thought for a moment and said, "As long as it doesn't end today, she can be saved."

"You're so confident, have you studied medicine?" the middle-aged man asked.

Yang Jian nodded: "That's what my master taught me. It's a pity my needles were in the car, otherwise I could have saved her with one needle, and then she would have recovered after some rest."

"Hehehe..." The middle-aged man laughed again: "Young man, your knowledge should be solid, don't talk big."

"I'm serious." Yang Jian stared at the middle-aged man for a moment, "For example, Uncle, you have a liver problem, which is now quite difficult to treat, but it's still okay, one needle will do the trick. But if it goes on for a while, it's hard to say."

"You're really skilled!" The middle-aged man patted Yang Jian's head.

He did often have liver pain, and he didn't care much about it before, but now it's become quite serious, so he planned to take some time to see a doctor soon.

He didn't expect that this young man could see it at a glance, but he decided to take the "one needle will do the trick" nonsense with a grain of salt.

The middle-aged man didn't think much of it and urged the driver to drive faster again.

...

The SUV drove into the affiliated hospital of the medical university, and several nurses ran out of the emergency department and pushed the girl away in a vehicle.

"Wow, what a huge hospital!" Yang Jian thought, looking around for a while. He and his grandfather had always traveled from village to village treating patients with just a medicine box. Now, this place had such a large hospital. Surely, everything would be alright?

It was time to retrieve his bag; it contained the six hundred yuan his grandfather had given him, and his silver needles.

To find it, he needed to go to the bus station. Hmm, first, he needed to find the hospital entrance.

"Young man, what are you standing there for?" A middle-aged man came out of the emergency room. "I've already paid the fees. Just go in and keep an eye on the patients." The

middle-aged man seemed to be in a hurry, only giving one instruction before getting on the bus and leaving.

Why were all the city people in such a rush? Yang Jian wanted to ask where the bus station was, but why was he leaving already?

No problem, Yang Jian asked someone else. He found a younger nurse: "Excuse me, where is the bus station?"

"Bus station? Which bus station?" The nurse wanted to be clear.

"Are there... many bus stations?" Yang Jian didn't know, feeling somewhat lost.

A nurse came over: "You, you, that boy! Your sister is in the ward, on an IV drip. What are you doing wandering around like that instead of watching her?"

Chapter 3 Saved Her

"My sister?" Yang Jian didn't understand. Where did he get a sister?

"What kind of people are these? They have such a beautiful sister, and they bump into her and then deny it?" the nurse grumbled.

"No, I..."

Yang Jian wanted to say something, but the nurse who had asked him glanced at the form and pulled him, saying, "I'll take you there."

What else could he say? He'd been looked down upon. Although Yang Jian grew up in the countryside, he could still read people's emotions.

Yang Jian had no sense of direction, and the nurse led him to the inpatient department, getting completely disoriented after a few laps. When they

reached the orthopedic ward, Yang Jian finally calmed down and wanted to explain the situation to the nurse, but he immediately saw the girl lying unconscious on the bed.

So beautiful, like the white wildflowers swaying in the wind when he went up the mountain to gather herbs.

"Your sister is so pretty." Even the young nurse was captivated at first glance. "Her skin is so fair, you two don't look like a family at all."

"Yeah..." Yang Jian agreed, but why did this sound like a compliment? "Listen to me, actually, this is what happened. I was sitting in the car, and the car hit her, understand?"

"You hit her?"

"No, the car hit her, not me! Then I helped her, and then I left my things in the car, and then the car drove away."

The young nurse stared blankly for a long time, shaking her head in confusion.

Yang Jian was at a loss. Was there really something wrong with what he said?

"Listen to me, sister..."

"I haven't graduated yet, I'm an intern now, you're calling me sister?"

"Then it's sister, and she and I..."

Yang Jian suddenly stopped talking, his gaze fixed on an emergency patient in the next bed, an older woman. She seemed to be a patient brought in from a car accident as well, completely unconscious, but there were no visible injuries.

"What's wrong?" The young nurse noticed the strange look in Yang Jian's eyes.

"I remember this ward is called the orthopedics ward," Yang Jian said.

"Yes."

The nurse realized she hadn't understood a word Yang Jian had said since the beginning.

"That's not right. This is clearly not a bone injury; she's in danger."

Yang Jian walked over, checked her pulse, and then examined her eyelids.

The nurse cried out, "What are you doing?"

"A needle, is there a needle?" Yang Jian sounded very anxious. "Hurry, or she'll be beyond saving!"

"A needle? Aren't there injections everywhere here?" The nurse pointed to the IV drip and the needle inserted into the vein.

Yang Jian looked at it and then reached out and pulled it out: "This will do too."

The nurse was immediately terrified. What was he doing? She rushed over to stop Yang Jian, but it was too late. Yang Jian had already inserted the needle into the patient's fingertip!

After the injection, Yang Jian even nodded with an air of maturity: "That was a good injection; her life has been saved."

"This is a hospital! How can you do this!" The nurse was frantic and quickly reinserted the needle.

"I saved her," Yang Jian said matter-of-factly.

The nurse was impressed. "Okay, I know you're anxious. I also understood some of what you said earlier. You wanted to go to the station to retrieve something, right?"

"That's it!" Yang Jian thought city people were different; they could get the point right away.

The nurse said, "Well, I'm off work anyway, so I'll watch her for you. Go to the station and find Xing Wu, but be quick, I haven't eaten yet."

"Uh... how long will her IV drip last?"

Although Yang Jian learned traditional Chinese medicine from his grandfather, there were clinics and health centers in the village and township, so he understood the system.

"Well... generally, the IV drip can't be stopped until she wakes up," the nurse said.

Yang Jian shook his head: "No need for such trouble. If I had a needle, I could just give her one prick... But this is fine too, she'll wake up sooner or later. I'll go find the bag, please watch over it for now."

Explaining too much would be a waste of time; Yang Jian felt he had to get the important thing done first. Once he found the bag, he could explain anything.

There were important things inside; everything except her ID was in the cloth bag.

Without further ado, Yang Jian turned and left. The nurse sat quietly by the bedside, waiting patiently.

A moment later, a group of doctors rushed in. They surrounded the bed of the woman from before. The nurse, curious, kept glancing over. Had the boy caused trouble by poking around with the needle?

The chief physician was the first to examine the woman, then breathed a sigh of relief and turned to question the other doctors.

"Why was she brought here?"

"She was in a coma due to a car accident, we thought..."

The chief physician was furious: "What car accident caused a coma? It was just a coincidence! Luckily, the examination was thorough enough, you almost caused a death! These are the test results, take a look, all of you! Arrange immediately, send her to the cardiology department!"

The doctors and nurses busied themselves, and the chief physician suddenly noticed something amiss: "Huh, why is there blood here?"

Chapter 4 There are always people more capable than you

. The nurse's heart jumped into her throat, and the chief physician looked over as expected: "Have you been here the whole time? Who gave you this injection?"

Tell the truth? This could be a medical accident!

Thinking of Yang Jian's straightforward manner, the nurse couldn't bear it and stammered, "I was too careless when giving the injection, I accidentally pricked her..."

"Accidentally, what a careless mistake." The chief physician let out a heavy sigh.

The young nurse couldn't tell if it was praise or criticism, and didn't dare to speak. The head doctor continued, "Don't let this

happen again. Be more careful in the future. This was an accidental stroke of luck, you know? This injection directly saved a life." The young nurse was thunderstruck. She didn't hear what the doctors said afterward. By the time she came to her senses, it was time to change the "little sister's" IV bag.

Recalling Yang Jian's expression just now, what else had he said? "This injection was good, the life was saved."

He really was saving lives, and not messing around?

Good heavens, even the ER doctors couldn't see it. They had to do a series of tests and wait, while he was chatting anxiously with her, and he actually saw the problem at a glance?

How could that be? He doesn't look that old...

While the young nurse was struggling with her thoughts, Yang Jian was experiencing a miserable life.

...

Yes, Yang Jian got lost not long after he went out.

He found that the more people there were, the easier it was to get lost. He had never gotten lost when he was running around the mountains in the countryside. He

asked around for directions to the bus station, and some people said this way, some said that way, and some even listed several station names. City people are so heartless! Is it fun to fool a country bumpkin like that?

Then a taxi stopped and asked where he was going. Yang Jian was overjoyed, but couldn't give a coherent answer.

To make matters worse, Yang Jian didn't have a single penny on him!

Should he go back to his master…? No, how could he go back without a healthy grandson? He

was hungry. Yang Jian wasn't too bothered by the hunger; he could go without food for days. But then he remembered that the nurse at the hospital hadn't eaten either. Was it really okay to leave her there starving?

Yang Jian decided to go back first, but then, to his surprise, he realized he'd forgotten the way back…

He should ask someone, but what was the name of that hospital again?

He felt a sudden urge to urinate. Yang Jian decided to take care of that first. He'd find a secluded spot to relieve himself. It seemed like there were people everywhere. He looked up and saw a clinic. A fellow clinic worker—surely easy to talk to, maybe he could use the restroom?

Yang Jian stepped inside. The clinic wasn't big; several people were getting IV drips on benches, and others were receiving acupuncture. Yang Jian felt a sense of familiarity, though his acupoints seemed a bit off… But that didn't matter. What mattered was where the restroom was.

A woman in a white coat, carrying a notepad, approached. Seeing Yang Jian, she asked, "Here for a checkup?"

Yang Jian, barely able to hold it in, asked directly, "Where's the restroom?"

The woman pointed behind her, and Yang Jian, as if he'd met a savior, rushed there.

The restroom was just a small stall, the door closed. A sign was pasted on the door, the top of the paper peeling off, the bottom saying "Occupied." Yang Jian's literacy was good; his calligraphy was excellent, and he could read all the characters. Since someone was there, he decided to wait.

Half an hour passed, then another person went in and came out…

but there was no one inside. Frustrated, Yang Jian flipped through the paper, only to find the words were covered up. It read: "There are heavens beyond heavens, and people beyond people!"

City people are so particular; even the toilet entrance has such a slogan to show their culture. Yang Jian almost burst from holding it in.

Having solved this major problem, Yang Jian finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was time to figure out how to get back to the hospital. It seemed he hadn't accomplished anything on this trip, but had only caused trouble.

The woman in the white coat had been staring at him. Seeing Yang Jian come out, she asked, "Aren't you going to see a doctor?"

Yang Jian shook his head: "No."

"You stood in front of the toilet for almost half an hour without moving. Really not going to see a doctor?"

It seemed this woman suspected he was actually sick. Yang Jian thought her judgment wasn't unreasonable.

Colleagues are so friendly, asking about his well-being. Yang Jian was about to ask how to get to the hospital when a commotion broke out outside.

An elderly man in his sixties, with a very volatile temper, pointed at a male doctor and yelled, "How did you recover? It's been half a year, and my hands and feet haven't improved at all. I can't bend them, and I can't straighten them. Tell me, what's the use of your rehabilitation treatment here?"

The doctor was an acupuncturist, hired by a small clinic at considerable expense, and naturally, he was extremely arrogant.

He immediately defended himself, saying, "Sir, this is a sequela. The effectiveness of rehabilitation is hard to say. Some people never recover in their entire lives. It mainly depends on your own exercise. Being too lazy won't work."

Chapter Five: One Needle , Instant Results

. The old man was so angry he glared and his beard bristled, "Are you saying I'm lazy? Bah! No one has ever dared to say that to me in my life! If it's not working, why are you charging me? I'll pay you after I recover!"

The woman in the white coat quickly stepped in to smooth things over, "Uncle Wu, don't be angry. He just doesn't know how to talk. Xiao Zhao, give him some more rehabilitation exercises."

Xiao Zhao? The acupuncturist looked much more mature than the woman in the white coat. Was she the owner of this place?

In the medical profession, it's generally believed that older doctors are better, and this is often true, with exceptions being rare. Therefore, doctors never try to appear young or cute, at least not while on duty; they simply try to look as old as possible.

The old man, Mr. Wu, was still furious: "No need, I won't come again!"

Everyone was embarrassed. Out of professional consideration, Yang Jian tried to smooth things over: "The doctor's skills are quite good, even if his acupoint identification isn't perfect."

Was this supposed to be a smooth talk?

All eyes turned to Yang Jian. He felt uncomfortable; had he said something wrong?

Dr. Zhao sneered: "Inaccurate acupoint identification? Young man, why don't you try?"

Here we go again. He's not even a generation older than him, yet he calls someone "young man"?

"It's not very accurate. If it were accurate, the limbs should be able to straighten and bend without any problems," Yang Jian said honestly.

However, everyone's gazes were still very strange. Had he said something wrong? Surely no one noticed?

That old man, Mr. Wu, actually knew this was difficult to cure; it was basically just frustration that had caused his temper. But hearing Yang Jian's words, he was still a little excited: "Young man, can it still be used normally?"

He was grasping at straws in desperation. Dr. Zhao sneered: "If you think it's possible, then try it. I want to know how accurate you are at identifying acupoints."

It was worth a try. Acupuncture on the hands and feet wouldn't cause any major problems. Even if the needle missed, it wouldn't be as terrible as in martial arts movies.

Yang Jian actually went for it: "Come on, let's try."

Anyway, things were already like this; he might as well try anything. Things couldn't get any worse. He was almost resigned to it, his wife pushing him around every day, he even felt like he was going to the ancestral graveyard.

Dr. Zhao sneered. Where did this fool come from? Did he think it was a martial arts movie?

The woman in the white coat watched quietly, showing no sign of stopping them.

This was the difference between a clinic and a regular hospital; a regular hospital wouldn't let you do anything reckless, no matter how serious the consequences.

Yes, inserting a few needles wouldn't cause any problems, but what if other troubles arose? It was impossible to say.

Yang Jian carefully selected a needle; he felt the needles here were all too thick, so he could only choose a relatively better one. His master had taught him that if you couldn't accurately identify the acupoints, it was useless. If the needle was too thick, no matter how you inserted it, you wouldn't be accurate; you might as well just smash it with a hammer.

"Grandpa, sit on the sofa and roll up your trouser legs," Yang Jian invited.

Dr. Zhao shook his head again: "Just one needle?"

The woman in the white coat was also puzzled; was this guy here to make fun of everyone?

Grandpa Wu hesitated for a moment, but quickly came to terms with it. Things had come to this point; could it get any worse?

Yang Jian explained, "If one needle can solve the problem, never use two. That's the highest level."

Dr. Zhao sneered, "Your level is quite novel. Tell me about the effects. How many days do you expect to see results?"

"One needle is enough to see results."

Yang Jian ignored him and said to Grandpa Wu, "After the needle goes in, your arms and legs will be able to bend and straighten immediately. Tonight or tomorrow, you'll see more obvious results, but to fully recover, you'll need to strengthen your muscles. You won't have much strength at first."

Grandpa Wu was overjoyed, "Great! Great! As long as I can move, I can practice!"

Dr. Zhao chuckled from the side, "You're all talk and no action before even inserting the needle. What will you do if it doesn't work?"

Oh right, why didn't I think of that? It seems like there's some profit to be made here.

Yang Jian stood up abruptly and said to Dr. Zhao, "If it doesn't work on the spot, I'll crawl out of here barking like a dog. But what if it does work?"

"That's impossible," Dr. Zhao laughed. "If it works on the spot, I'll do the same!"

Recovery from stroke sequelae is a major challenge, troubling countless people throughout their lives. You think one needle will cure it? Who would believe that?

Yang Jian quickly shook his head: "I don't want you to do that."

"Then what do you want?"

"I want you to take me to the affiliated hospital of the medical university!"

Everyone was stunned again. What a bizarre request! It seemed the affiliated hospital wasn't far from here…

Yang Jian felt incredibly clever. Learning a skill had many advantages; at least he wouldn't have to worry about getting lost.

"Okay, no problem," Dr. Zhao thought this kid was hopeless.

It began. Yang Jian carefully examined Grandpa Wu's immobile leg and decisively inserted the needle.

The movement was extremely fast, without hesitation, so brief it felt like it happened in the blink of an eye.

That's it?

Chapter Six:

Mixing Up with My Sister Yang Jian left the needle on his calf for five minutes and said, "Uncle Wu, try moving your arm."

Uncle Wu tried: "No." "

Then bend your fingers."

"No, that doesn't work either."

Everyone shook their heads. This was just a rather muscular little kid; even Uncle Wu, who had been desperately trying anything, was losing faith. It was all a dream, just a little liar's trick…

Yang Jian, however, remained unfazed. He actually started gently blowing on the needle!

Kid, do you think this is magic?

After blowing for about two minutes, just as everyone's patience was about to run out, Yang Jian spoke again: "Uncle Wu, try bending your arm and fingers again."

Uncle Wu, without much hope, lifted his dangling arm. Hmm, it seems to bend? He

gripped his fingers again. Hmm, bending… still bending…

Under everyone's watchful eyes, a miracle occurred: Uncle Wu's unmovable hand actually clenched into a fist!

The onlookers' mouths gaped open, especially Dr. Zhao and the woman in the white coat. They finally understood how miraculous this was—this was the legendary magic needle!

Grandpa Wu was so excited he cried, "It moved! It moved… but I have no strength."

His boss slapped him on the back, "You can't train if you don't have strength! You expect to become an Olympic champion with one needle?"

Everyone laughed. Yang Jian then took out the needle and said, "It's not bad. If things go well, you might very well recover to your previous condition."

"Yes, yes, yes…" Grandpa Wu happily fiddled with his hands, "I was just too lazy before. I need to exercise more in the future. Hey, I can bend my legs now…"

See? He was so stubborn just now, but now he admits he was lazy.

Yang Jian put the needle on the table and said proudly, "Now, can you take me to the affiliated hospital of the medical university?"

Everyone almost burst out laughing. Such a small thing, yet he made it sound like a grand boast.

"The affiliated hospital isn't far at all. I can take you there several times in an hour. This young man is unusually confused."

The woman in the white coat asked with a smile, "Why do you want to go there? Are you an intern?"

Impossible, interns aren't that young.

Yang Jian said, "No, a friend of mine is hospitalized, and I can't get back if I go out for a bit."

The woman in the white coat decisively took off her coat: "Come on, I'll take you there right now."

She had to speak quickly, or she'd miss her chance. Someone would blurt out: "Just look up at that hospital building, and you'll find it accurately..."

Yang Jian followed her out. The woman in the white coat was wearing a red dress underneath, and her figure was curvaceous. Yang Jian only stared at her buttocks. Not bad, she should be quite fertile.

The woman in the white coat in front turned around, pointed to the clinic, and said, "Look, remember the name of my clinic."

Yang Jian also turned around and read it aloud: "Xiao You Clinic." "That's right, my surname is You, You Yang. You can call me Sister You from now on."

"Oh, Sister You..." Due to space limitations, follow the WeChat public account [Ruolan Bookstore] and reply with the number 158 to continue reading the exciting story! Something seems off? You could have just taken me to the hospital, but where am I supposed to call you from now on?

"Tell me about your situation. Why is your friend in the hospital?" You Yang didn't give Yang Jian a chance to think. "Hey, actually, he's not really my friend..."

Yang Jian told him everything, from the car accident to losing his bag... and then getting lost.

"Oh, I see..." You Yang's mind started working. "So you don't have any money right now?"

"No." "

And you can't find anyone to pick you up?"

"I don't know any of them."

"Your grandfather wants you to get married?" You Yang continued to ask.

"Yes."

You Yang's smile grew brighter and brighter: "So you're in trouble now. What are you planning to do?"

"I plan to go back and prepare before coming out again," Yang Jian said, revealing his thoughts.

"How are you going to get back? Your grandpa's still waiting to hold his big, fat grandson."

"Then I'll go find my wife?"

"Hahaha..."

You Yang laughed like a silver bell: "Still thinking about your wife? I think you're out of luck. That marriage agreement from so many years ago is too old-fashioned. Young people these days don't believe in that. Besides, you have no money, no place to live, no connections, and you don't even know your way around. Do you think your wife, whom you've never even met, will want you?" (Due to space limitations, follow the WeChat public account [Ruolan Bookstore] and reply with the number 158 to continue reading the exciting story!) Oh dear, I didn't consider that risk. What if she doesn't want him? How will grandpa hold his grandson? Yang Jian was in a dilemma. You Yang asked again, "What's your name?" "My name is Yang Jian." "I'm also called Nezha." "I really am called Yang Jian, as simple as Jian." You Yang nodded: "Yang Jian, from now on, you can mix up with your sister."

Yang Jian shook his head: "I don't understand."

You Yang analyzed for him: "Look, if you work in my clinic, I'll pay you a salary, and then you'll have money, right? With money, you'll have a place to live, and later, when you have more money, you'll have a wife, and you'll even have your grandfather's big, fat grandson."

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