When Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin walked into the Yang Family Old House, they saw Yang Yuanshan sitting in the courtyard, drinking tea.
The two went over to greet him, and after Yang Yuanshan invited them to sit down, Luo Ziling promptly apologized to Yang Yuanshan.
He said that he felt really sorry for not coming to help Yang Yuanshan with his treatment for such a long time.
After apologizing, he didn’t explain what he had been doing during this period but went straight to talk about Yang Qingye.
He told Yang Yuanshan that he had a few conflicts with Yang Qingye yesterday and this morning. This morning, Yang Qingye suddenly came over, and hurled insults at both him and Yang Qingyin, and the insults were very harsh. Unable to bear it, he taught him a lesson.
"Sir Yang, I know I had no right to teach him a lesson; I acted on impulse. I can endure his insults towards me, but when he insulted Qingyin, his own sister, I couldn’t stand it anymore. No matter who bullies Qingyin, I won’t just let it go. But I know hitting him was wrong, even if he backed down later, I still need to admit my mistakes to you."
After hearing what Luo Ziling said, Yang Yuanshan slightly furrowed his brows, but his eyes turned to Yang Qingyin.
Yang Qingyin glared at Luo Ziling, blaming him for speaking too directly.
But she still explained the situation briefly.
She did not mention that Luo Ziling slept over at her place last night; she only said that when Luo Ziling came to pick her up for breakfast this morning, Yang Qingye suddenly came over, made a scene, and hurled insults, which were really awful. Eventually, Luo Ziling was very angry, told him a bunch of reasoning, and gave him a slap.
"Grandpa, even though Ziling impulsively slapped Qingye, it was because Qingye was too unruly. At that moment, I was almost infuriated to death, it was unbelievable he would insult me so."
Luo Ziling immediately added: "Sir Yang, I used to have a good relationship with Qingye; every time he saw me, he would call me brother-in-law. But his attitude changed after being away for two months during the summer break. I feel I haven’t done anything to betray him, and I can’t understand why he became like this."
Yang Yuanshan gently sighed and said: "Even though slapping him was a demonstration of defiance against me, it damaged my reputation; but this kid is indeed a bit too irrational."
Yang Yuanshan’s words left Luo Ziling momentarily stunned, suddenly unsure of how to respond.
Yang Yuanshan gave him a faint look and continued: "I will talk to him and advise him to be more sensible and not do foolish things. You should do the same, don’t do foolish things."
"Sir Yang, you have talked to him several times, but he still doesn’t take it seriously; even speaking to him again might not be effective," Luo Ziling directly expressed his opinion.
"Then, tell me, what should I do?"
"Let him face some setbacks!"
"What setbacks?"
"Setbacks that can change his character!" At this point, Luo Ziling grinned, "But as for what specifically, I don’t know how to say it!"
Yang Yuanshan lightly nodded his head and didn’t ask further.
Luo Ziling also remained silent; the atmosphere was a bit awkward.
"Grandpa, let Ziling help you with a check-up first!" Yang Qingyin broke the awkward silence.
"Alright!" Yang Yuanshan stood up and asked Luo Ziling where to check.
"Anywhere here is fine, or better in the room!"
"Then, we’ll stay here!" Yang Yuanshan sat back down, and as he sat, he said meaningfully: "Qingye really cannot compare to you. Having a grandson like you would allow me to die content."
Luo Ziling burst into laughter and modestly shook his head: "Sir Yang, you flatter me. From the fact that many still resent me, I am far from making everyone satisfied. Therefore, I will continue to work hard, strive to improve myself, and gain recognition from more people."
Yang Yuanshan glanced at Luo Ziling twice and said: "If you wanted to enter the official career, your achievements might not be less than your uncle Ling Zhengping."
"However, I really am not very interested in being an official. Last time Lin Zeping discussed with me, hoping that I could take positions within the Health and Family Planning Commission and the Traditional Chinese Medicine Administration Bureau."
"You refused!" Yang Yuanshan chuckled.
"No, I agreed!"
Luo Ziling’s words surprised Yang Yuanshan.
"I felt it was hard to refuse his kind intentions!" Luo Ziling chuckled slightly embarrassed, "Plus, I wish to promote the development of traditional medicine and want everyone to realize that sometimes traditional medicine is more powerful than modern medicine. In recent times, the top-down lack of attention on traditional medicine caused its decline after thousands of years of heritage, even being called pseudo-science by many. And in the health system, individuals responsible for affairs within the traditional medicine industry are negligent, not handling things at all, most engaged in traditional medicine lack any ambition. Therefore, I am willing to take up a position in the health system and the Traditional Chinese Medicine Administration Bureau, aiming to have a say in the health domain."
"Your thoughts really are unique!" Yang Yuanshan chuckled, "Willing to establish laboratories, teach, and work in the health department, but unwilling to become an official, very interesting!"
"Doing what I wish to do, what I like to do, feels pretty good!" Luo Ziling smiled happily, "I’ve accepted so many elders as apprentices, with their support and a bit of influence, the revival of traditional medicine wouldn’t merely be a slogan."
"Then I wish you success!" Yang Yuanshan smiled, indicating for Luo Ziling to examine him.
Following Yang Yuanshan standing up, Yang Qingyin gave Luo Ziling a complicated look but ultimately remained silent.
Luo Ziling also said nothing further, examined Yang Yuanshan’s body, and proceeded with his treatment.
Throughout the examination and treatment process, Luo Ziling didn’t say a word.
Yang Qingyin did not utter a sound; when she noticed sweat on Luo Ziling’s forehead, she fetched a towel to wipe it off for him.
Luo Ziling smiled at Yang Qingyin, and Yang Qingyin returned a glare.
After finishing Yang Yuanshan’s treatment, Luo Ziling asked him: "Sir Yang, have you been to the hospital for check-ups?"
"Bi-monthly routine check-ups are mandatory, it’s a rule!" Yang Yuanshan sat up, smiling as he said: "The check-up results are quite good, where there was originally a shadow, now shows no abnormalities."
"Sir Yang, how is Chen Ruchang’s situation now?"
Jumping topics, Luo Ziling left Yang Yuanshan momentarily stunned.
"Chen Ruchang’s situation is not optimistic; ascite has begun to appear," Yang Yuanshan sighed, "His condition is progressing for the worse, the prognosis is not very good!"
"Actually, if he had sought me or my grandpa immediately after discovering his tumor, by now his situation would definitely be similar to yours, Sir Yang."
These words from Luo Ziling slightly altered Yang Yuanshan’s expression.
Yang Yuanshan was well aware of the reminder embedded within Luo Ziling’s words; not to forget the life-saving grace from his grandfather and him.
Luo Ziling’s underlying meaning was evident: if his grandfather and he hadn’t aided him, his condition would definitely be similar to Chen Ruchang’s.
This guy, sharp as a tack!