The couple at the next table noticed them and said, "You two are a married couple, aren't you?"
"Yes, you really have sharp eyes, Uncle. You're amazing," Zhu Yanyi said playfully. She didn't look like a divine doctor at all, but rather like a friendly girl from the neighborhood.
The people at the next table laughed. "We could tell you were a couple by how sweet you are. Are you here because you have relatives hospitalized at the Capital Hospital?"
"Yes," Zhu Yanyi admitted. Her grandfather was indeed hospitalized at the Capital Hospital.
The strangers sighed, "The Capital Hospital is great, but it’s too popular. There are so many people, and it’s hard to get a bed."
"You're right," Zhu Yanyi agreed with a sigh. "If there were fewer patients, the world would be more perfect." Fewer patients meant fewer sick people. Although hospital income would drop, it meant people were healthier.
The strangers nodded in agreement. "You’re right, little girl. But our country is so big; it’s hard to reduce the number of patients."
Is it hard? Zhu Yanyi pondered slightly. Actually, it wasn’t. If her physical energy powder succeeded, fewer people would get sick in the future. However, she didn’t say this. She just nodded sympathetically.
After finishing their meal, the two walked out of the restaurant and headed slowly toward the hospital. Most doctors were getting off work at this time. Zhu Yanyi and Yan Aohan planned to take a walk around the area before returning to the hospital.
Unknowingly, they walked into the public park next to the Capital Hospital.
The scenery in the park was well-arranged, and many elderly people were taking post-meal walks.
As the old saying goes, "A thousand steps after a meal keeps you alive to ninety-nine." Slow walking after meals helps with health preservation.
Zhu Yanyi and Yan Aohan walked slowly, their fingers tightly interlocked.
Zhu Yanyi looked at the people passing by and felt a wave of relaxation. "We will continue like this in the future," she said, raising their joined hands and smiling at Yan Aohan.
Yan Aohan nodded with a smile. "I think so too. No matter what, we will continue like this. I will never let go of your hand."
"I believe you," Zhu Yanyi nodded seriously.
Perhaps because she had nothing in her past life, Zhu Yanyi felt very happy in this life. At least she found that her current relationship was good, warm, and happy, giving her a sense of security she had never felt before.
"Mom, what’s wrong?" A cry broke the moment of warmth.
Zhu Yanyi and Yan Aohan looked at each other, then walked toward the source of the voice.
A middle-aged man was pushing a wheelchair. An elderly woman sat in it, her eyes closed, looking particularly painful.
The middle-aged man half-crouched beside the elderly woman. "Mom, what’s wrong? Is your head hurting again?" His tone was very urgent, showing he truly cared for the old woman.
The elderly woman waved her hand, looking like she didn’t want to speak. However, her tightly closed eyes showed she was enduring endless pain.
Seeing this, Zhu Yanyi let go of Yan Aohan’s hand and walked over. "Uncle, let me try. I’ve studied Traditional Chinese Medicine. Let me massage this grandma. It looks like her head hurts a lot."
"Okay, try quickly. If it doesn’t work, we’ll go to the hospital immediately," the middle-aged man said anxiously.
Upon hearing "hospital," the elderly woman waved her hand directly. Clearly, she did not want to go to the hospital.
Zhu Yanyi went over and carefully massaged her temples slowly. "Grandma, is your heart very bitter?" Zhu Yanyi spoke while massaging. "Actually, you probably have an obsession in your heart. This obsession makes it hard for you to let go. I wonder, do you miss your children?"
The elderly woman did not speak. Zhu Yanyi was not angry and continued, "Actually, we should be more open-minded. Many things are not within our control. But no matter what, I think all we can do is remind those around us to take care of them, so they don’t walk a path of regret. Grandma, don’t worry. Your children will live well. No matter where they are, they will have their own beliefs."
"Really? Will they come back?" The old woman, with her eyes still closed, spoke.
Zhu Yanyi smiled gently. "Of course they will. If they can’t come back, it’s because they are lost. If they are lost, naturally, you, as their mother, must guide them back."
The old woman seemed to consider what Zhu Yanyi said. After a long while, she slowly said, "You are right. They will come back. If they can’t, I will bring them all back myself."
"Yes," Zhu Yanyi nodded seriously.
Under Zhu Yanyi’s massage, the old woman seemed to relax slowly and then fell asleep.
Seeing that the old woman was okay, Zhu Yanyi put down her hands and said to the middle-aged man, "If Grandma’s head hurts again in the future, relieve it the way I just did."
The middle-aged man looked at Zhu Yanyi gratefully. "Little girl, thank you."
Zhu Yanyi looked at the middle-aged man and then said, "Although my method can reduce Grandma’s pain, there are some things I cannot replace."
"What things?" the middle-aged man asked curiously.
Zhu Yanyi said calmly, "Grandma has an obsession in her heart. Her obsession is likely her children. No, to be precise, she should have a daughter. When I massaged her, I noticed that when I mentioned 'sons,' she didn’t react. But when I mentioned 'daughter,' her meridians twitched. Grandma likely has a daughter who is missing or no longer alive. She worries about her. However, because you are here, she can suppress this obsession. I don’t know if it’s because you are leaving or for some other reason, but she was shocked and couldn’t hold on, so this situation erupted."
The middle-aged man was slightly stunned and looked at Zhu Yanyi. "How do you know I am going out?"
Zhu Yanyi smiled gently. "I didn’t know, but Grandma’s heart knew. She is your mother; a mother knows her child best. If you are going out, she will worry about you. Combined with the matter of her daughter, she is under double pressure, causing her headache. Moreover, I can say for sure that you are not going to do something good. This is what Grandma worries about. She has already lost one daughter; she doesn’t want to lose you too."
The middle-aged man was slightly stunned. She didn’t expect Zhu Yanyi to deduce so much just by massaging her mother. That was right; she was a speculator, and that profession was quite dangerous.