When did the threshold for becoming a doctor become so low? He saw that Yan Zhen had not learned any skills, but he had learned how to deceive people. His deception made their family restless every day.
Wang Wenzhi was sarcastic in his heart, becoming more and more contemptuous of Yan Zhen.
"Listen to what they said." Cheng Huihui pouted and muttered.
Who doesn't know how to make people angry? Yan Zhen snorted, "Who knows who is having a hard time now? Let's just treat it like watching a show!"
Cheng Huihui covered her mouth and laughed softly, and the laughter was particularly harsh in Wang Wenzhi's ears.
Wang Wenzhi, who was carrying Liu Dahua on his back, paused and looked up at Yan Zhen, who was standing at the stairs on the fifth floor.
The two looked at each other.
Yan Zhen's face was full of gloating and his eyes were contemptuous.
That look suddenly made Wang Wenzhi feel inferior, and he hurriedly avoided it.
It turns out that for such a long time, he has been a joke in the eyes of others! Everyone is watching his joke!
The last thing he wants is to be looked down upon. Why can even Yan Zhen despise him? Wang Wenzhi hurriedly walked downstairs with Liu Dahua on his back, as if running away.
Looking at Wang Wenzhi's back, Yan Zhen smiled disdainfully. The self-esteem of a man with low self-esteem, sensitivity and arrogance is really pitiful.
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After arriving at Chen Juan, they went to Lingjing Hutong together.
Cheng Huihui felt somewhat uneasy, and her nervous palms were sweaty. Seeing that the crazy old man who once looked like a dirty tramp was now wearing clean clothes and energetic when he greeted them to come in. Cheng Huihui was so shocked that she couldn't say anything. Words come.
It’s completely different from what it looked like before! This gave Cheng Huihui more confidence. Maybe we can really cure infertility this time!
The room was not big, so several people could only sit in small ponytails. The old man looked at Cheng Huihui's face and briefly asked about her menstrual status, blood color, whether there were blood clots, whether she often had low back pain, leucorrhea problems, and her history of miscarriage.
Cheng Huihui answered one by one. She had secretly seen many Chinese medicine doctors. These were the basic procedures. Finally, she would check the tongue coating and take the pulse.
However, the old man's hand was disabled and he could not feel his pulse, so he could only tell Yan Zhen instead. The old man and Yan Zhen asked and answered questions.
"Cun Guan Chi, is it a floating pulse or a sinking pulse?"
"Left Guan Floating, Right Guan Floating..."
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Yan Zhen listened to the old man's instructions and felt Cheng Huihui's pulse. Finally, the old man nodded thoughtfully and said, "It's not a big problem."
"It can also be said that you are not suffering from infertility."
"How is that possible!" Cheng Huihui replied subconsciously, her tone full of doubts.
Cheng Huihui didn't believe what the old man said at all, and even thought it was a bit ridiculous.
She took so many medicines and consulted both Chinese and Western medicine! But the old man said she wasn't sick? Isn't this a fantasy? If she wasn't sick, why wasn't she pregnant? Isn't it still her man's problem?
They had been pregnant before, and after the baby was lost, Cheng Huihui made all kinds of troubles and asked Li Jiangang to undergo several examinations. The results showed that Li Jiangang was very normal, and that was her problem!
Cheng Huihui regretted coming here and wanted to stand up and leave immediately.
Seeing Cheng Huihui's expression turned ugly, Yan Zhen comforted him and said, "Don't worry, first listen to what my master has to say."
Cheng Huihui sighed heavily, "How can I not be anxious? I asked for leave today and came here full of hope, but you told me that I am not sick!"
The old man took the teapot and poured tea slowly, glanced at her and said, "If you are sick, you are also sick."
Hearing what the old man said, Cheng Huihui was even more unconvinced. Didn't he just say that she was sick because she didn't believe it? Obviously to deal with her!
Cheng Huihui spread her hands in front of him and said in a harsh tone, "Come, take a look again and see what diseases I have?"
The old man said slowly: "Anxiety is also a disease."
"I was eager to beg for a son, but I went to the doctor in a hurry. I drank a lot of herbal medicine and suffered a lot, right? The result is ok, are you okay?" The old man smiled faintly at Cheng Huihui, and said kindly and concernedly: "Don't let yourself be like this again. Depressed."
I don't know why, but hearing what the old man said, Cheng Huihui immediately couldn't hold back.
She pursed her lips tightly, her eyes swollen, and she was filled with sadness as she recalled her journey of seeking a child over the years.
Sometimes, she couldn't tell the meaning behind Li Jiangang's words, and complained that she was torturing him as well as herself.
But Cheng Huihui just didn't want Li Jian to have a hard time. Why should she have to suffer this kind of pain alone? It's obviously not her fault! She couldn't beat or scold the person who caused her infertility, she could only feel angry in her heart.
She didn't like getting together and gossiping the most, so in order to hear about which mountainous area had a so-called pregnancy remedy, she would go out of her way to force it out.
Centipedes and scorpions were squeezed into juice and added with yellow talisman water. She also drank it and almost died of poisoning. She also ate pancakes made of yellow mud, and even started to believe in feudal superstitions. Li Jiangang took her to see a lot of Chumaxian in his hometown in Northeast China.
As long as it can make her pregnant, she will put it in her mouth without hesitation, no matter how strange it is.
Traditional Chinese medicine is not good, nor is feudal superstition, and Western medicine has also suffered a lot. Spreading her legs and lying on the cold operating table, Cheng Huihui could only cry alone and stare helplessly at the shadowless lamp in front of her.
Nowadays, if you have been married for a year and have no children, you may not know what someone will say about you behind your back. Cheng Huihui has not given birth to a boy and a half girl for several years, and the mental pressure can be imagined.
She was like a frightened bird. When she walked to the family courtyard, whenever she heard that someone was pregnant or what happened to someone's child, she felt as if the person was scolding her.
No matter mentally or physically, Cheng Huihui has exhausted herself in the past few years.
But no one asked her how difficult it was, how tired she was, and how much grievances she felt in these years.
If Li Jiangang's mother hadn't come at that time, would she have had a child long ago? But where are there so many ifs?
When she thought of her unborn child, she felt sad and unwilling! Why can the murderer still be alive and well?
Cheng Huihui no longer cared about her own image, and suppressed cries poured out from her lips, venting her grievances over the years.
The old man brought the poured tea to Cheng Huihui's hand. The old man's posture was calm, his voice was hoarse, and there was hope in the vicissitudes of life——
"People, you can't be at odds with yourself, and you have to relax in everything."
"You don't have any disease. Just stop doing all this mess and come to me in a month to ask for the Zizi Decoction."
"This month, you insist on soaking your feet in hot water every day, don't eat cold food, and get more sun. It's best for you and your man to go out and have fun. You can go wherever you want. Go outside for a walk."
"Look at the scenery outside and stay away from the stressful environment. This will make you feel better. Maybe you will be pregnant next month!"
Cheng Huihui cried and nodded, her nose and tears flying.
This was the first time she was defeated, and she kept holding her breath, as if as long as she didn't say anything, no one would notice her difficulty, and they wouldn't laugh at her. But she also hopes that someone can comfort her and understand her.
Only women know how difficult it is for women. Yan Zhen patted her on the back and comforted her and said, "You believe in my master. Don't think about anything during this period. How can you be happy?"
"Besides, you have to worry about your own body first. You have to be yourself first before you can have other possibilities. Do you understand?"
At this moment, Cheng Huihui suddenly felt that what would happen if she had children? You are the most important thing, right?
