Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!
Chapter 201 Inheritance

Chapter 201: Chapter 201 Inheritance

"Of course." Dr. Song said, smiling. It was also his first time seeing Yun Yue faint, and he never expected that a girl who wasn’t afraid of bullets would actually be afraid of spicy food. Is she really from Lan City?

"Let me take you to get your prescription." Dr. Song stood up, his tall and slender figure accentuated by the white coat. Wearing a pair of glasses with white metal frames, he had deep-set eyes, a prominent nose bridge, fair skin, and sharply defined features—an epitome of a charming scoundrel.

Young, handsome, with a friendly family background, talented, and wealthy—he was the crush of every female nurse in the hospital. Regardless of whether they were single or not, they couldn’t help but daydream about him.

"Ah, Dr. Song is so handsome! As if being handsome wasn’t enough, he’s so charismatic too!"

"Dr. Song, why are you so handsome today?"

"I’ve always been handsome." Dr. Song flashed his charm at the group of female nurses, leaving them all utterly infatuated, almost fainting on the spot.

"Tsck, who would have thought you’d be so popular in the hospital!" Yun Yue said, hands in pockets and walking languidly behind him, not expecting him to have this side.

Dr. Song smiled proudly, "Can’t help it, my charm is too great."

Seeing them walk away, the group of nurses grabbed Nurse Xiao Wang following behind and asked her anxiously.

"Xiao Wang, what’s the deal! I saw Dr. Song coming out of the neurology department, isn’t he a cardiologist?"

"Yeah, and that girl was wearing a bandage on her head. Speaking of which, even with a mask on, she’s so pretty! I really like her vibe."

Xiao Wang had been unsettled since yesterday and was just looking for someone to talk to. Seeing their gossipy nature, she immediately felt a thrill and excitedly shared with them, including two male nurses.

"Dr. Song knows that girl; I’ve seen her. She looks like a goddess descending to earth, so beautiful! Even more than a celebrity!"

"That girl fainted last night because of an allergic reaction to something she ate. Dr. Song, a cardiologist, not only went to gastroenterology to personally pump her stomach but then discovered her head was injured and personally bandaged it..."

"Not to speak of you all, but even I was shocked. Dr. Song’s skill level was seriously as good as any gastroenterology or neurology doctor. And, I have never seen him as nervous as he was yesterday during cardiac surgeries when a patient’s heart stops or goes into shock. You get what I mean, right?"

Xiao Wang realized she had fallen behind and hurriedly caught up, leaving a group of people behind to speculate.

After a moment of silence, someone spoke up.

"I think that girl is Dr. Song’s girlfriend. She and Dr. Song were so close to each other, laughing and talking; it looked very intimate."

"But Dr. Song said he’s single; it’s not possible, right?"

"If it’s true, my heart will shatter."

They expressed how hurt they were!

The two male nurses didn’t feel much, and showed a bit of sympathy for the girls’ reactions.

...

Dr. Song personally went to the counter to collect the medicine, served by a nurse who had just gotten married.

She was envious of the nurses in the cardiology department for having such an eye-candy as a lead surgeon. Work felt effortless every day!

She never dreamed he would show up here and took her sweet time finding the medication, her eyes glued to him.

She handed over the prepared medicine to Dr. Song, and her fingers unintentionally—or perhaps intentionally—brushed his hand, causing her cheeks to redden slightly.

Dr. Song glanced down and handed one box back, his voice low and magnetic, "This box has the wrong medicine; please exchange it."

Seeing the nurse cover her face with her hands, he raised an eyebrow and called out again, his tone rising, making the nurse blush even more.

"Ah! Okay!" She turned around—oh God!

She was married; what was she doing fantasizing?

Wake up!

After hearing his voice, her ears melted; it was too seductive.

She silently apologized to her own husband in her heart—it wasn’t her fault! Who could blame her when Dr. Song was truly charming?

He embodied her aesthetic preferences perfectly, and she wasn’t a celibate nun; it was impossible for her not to be moved!

Dr. Song took the medicine box she handed him and, after confirming it was the correct one, gave thanks and turned to walk toward Lin Xiang.

He knew she wouldn’t take her medicine, so he told Lin Xiang all about the dosage and instructions.

This stepmother of hers seemed quite kind to her; she had assumed the woman would be like the evil stepmothers in novels and TV dramas.

After leaving the hospital, Lin Xiang took a taxi back to the Lin Family home.

Sister Li had already prepared the meal at home. Recently, she often felt tightness in her chest, short of breath, and had some difficulties breathing, accompanied by a slight pain.

A while ago, the young miss had asked her to get checked at the hospital, but seeing her son so busy, she didn’t tell him. Now, she really couldn’t delay it any longer.

"Sister Li, are you feeling chest pain again?" Liu Lanfang saw her clutching her chest and looking feeble, so she quickly helped her to one side, "You can’t go on like this. Didn’t my granddaughter tell you to get checked at the hospital? You should listen to her."

Liu Lanfang put on an apron and took over the task from her hands.

She had learned medicine from her grandfather since she was young; her medical skills were so-so, but still okay. She must have noticed something wrong with Sister Li to suggest a hospital check-up.

Sister Li sat down and felt somewhat better, sighing, "Old age is not friendly. Today, I asked the mistress for half a day off so my son can take me to the doctor."

As soon as Lin Xiang entered, she heard Sister Li’s voice and asked with concern, "Sister Li, are you ill?"

"Just feeling a bit unwell," she shook her head.

"I heard what you just said. Don’t wait for your son; Xiao Li is too busy. After we eat, I’ll have the driver accompany you."

Having said that, she went into the kitchen and removed the stone pot cover with protective gloves.

She had specifically asked Sister Li to make this chicken soup, adding quite a few medicinal ingredients to it. Now the fragrant smell wafted out, and she herself started to drool.

"But..."

"Don’t ’but’ me. You mustn’t reject medical advice. You won’t know if there’s anything wrong until you are checked, especially now that you are older; you should be even more cautious."

"Alright, I will listen to you." Sister Li knew once Lin Xiang made up her mind, nobody could change it.

Lin Xiang pursed her lips in a smile and called out to the living room, "Yueyue, wash your hands. It’s time to eat."

Yun Yue looked up, put down her phone, and walked into the washroom. She perfunctorily washed her hands by running them under the tap briefly and drying them on her body before taking a seat at the dining table.

Lin Xiang passed her the chopsticks, "From now on, your dishes will be cooked separately, without a trace of chili pepper."

Yun Yue: "..."

Actually, she could eat a little bit spicy; food was tasteless without a hint of spice. It’s just that she couldn’t handle anything too spicy, like yesterday, when she fainted after eating mustard.

Medically speaking, this could be due to genetic factors or acquired physical conditions, but she leaned toward the former.

Thinking back to Aunt Zhen’s reaction last night, it was excessively abnormal. The way she looked at her was like she was reminiscing through her.

She didn’t resemble Yun Zhonghai; she thought she might look more like her biological mother. Did that mean she recognized her mother?

She ate quietly, her head bowed. Maybe she could start by asking Aunt Zhen, to investigate and find out more about her past.