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Chapter 620 Jiang Hanying's Connections: She Can't Tell Anyone

Jiuye gasped for breath.

That opening sentence is really easy to misunderstand!
She thought Jiang Hanying was unhappy because Yue Zhuo suddenly wanted to take leave.

It turned out... she had misunderstood!

Pei Yuan's eyes lit up when she heard Jiang Hanying's last sentence.

She raised her hand and slapped Yue Zhuo on the shoulder, who was still in a daze. "This time you'd better listen to Sister Hanying!"

When she learned that Yue Zhuo's dearest third grandfather was going to die, although she didn't want to admit it, she had indeed sentenced the old man to death in her heart.

All I could think of was to urge Yue Zhuo to hurry back and see the old man one last time, and to see him off on his journey.

Contrary to what Sister Hanying believes—that as long as a person isn't dead, they can still be treated!
After all, neither she nor Yue Zhuo could do it, whether it was contacting good hospitals here, finding top experts, or even bringing the elderly from their remote hometown to a big city for treatment.

Moreover, if any step is not arranged properly and an unexpected situation arises, the elderly person, who is already in poor condition, will be the one who suffers.

But if Sister Hanying is willing to help, then this matter is a different story.

They don't have any connections, but Sister Hanying does.

Even thinking about what happened last night, and the people who insisted on coming to their door in the middle of the night to demand that the three of them sign a confidentiality agreement...

Could she then boldly guess that Sister Hanying herself is one of their connections?
Yue Zhuo finally snapped out of his panic. Encouraged by Pei Yuan's gaze, he got up and walked to Jiang Hanying's side. He squatted down like a big dog, looked up at her expectantly, and said, "Sister, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Hanying raised her hand and smacked his head. "First, find out exactly what your third grandfather's condition is, where he fell, and what exactly your village chief grandfather meant by 'not good.' If you have a detailed diagnostic report, that would be best. Send it to me."

"Oh, okay, I'll go ask right away."

Yue Zhuo knew exactly what he needed to do, and instantly transformed from a dejected puppy into a highly motivated individual. He got up, grabbed his phone, and quickly went out to make a call.

Jiang Hanying watched him leave through the mirror, then picked up her phone from the table, unlocked the screen, scrolled through her friends list, and then called Li Jingmo.

She only knew two doctors: Li Jingmo and Que Lu.

However, since Yue Zhuo's third grandfather was injured in a fall, which is an external injury, she felt that finding Li Jingmo was more appropriate.

Besides, both of them are in Lan Palace right now. If one doesn't work, we can ask the other.

Li Jingmo looked down at his phone and saw that Jiang Hanying was calling. He then looked up at his younger brother who had just walked up to him. "This... did Hanying dial the wrong number?"

"what?"

Li Jingmo flipped his phone screen over. "Look, it's Hanying calling."

"catch."

"How could I not know to answer?" Li Jingmo muttered as he tapped the answer button. "Hello?"

"Brother~"

Li Jingmo couldn't help but shudder. "You, you should speak properly."

"Oh," Jiang Hanying thought she had changed her tone to something better because she was asking for help, but she didn't expect this response. She immediately reverted to her original way of speaking and asked directly, "Can you treat falls and injuries?"

"You should be asking me what can't be cured. Wait, you fell and hurt yourself? Where are you hurt?"

"It wasn't me, it was Yuezhuo's third grandfather. Yuezhuo just received a call from their village chief, saying that the old man had accidentally fallen and injured himself while collecting herbs in the mountains, and it seems that they can't treat him there. His condition is not very good now."

Li Chengxiao silently withdrew his hand, which was about to snatch the phone.

As Li Jingmo listened to Jiang Hanying speak, he glared at him and asked, "You want to bring her here for treatment?"

"Well, since they can't cure him and he can only wait to die, I think it's no use for Yue Zhuo to go back. So why not try to bring him over here for a checkup?"

Do you have the elderly person's medical report?

“I just asked Yue Zhuo to get it.”

"Okay, send me the report when you get it."

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you. I'm hanging up now, you can go ahead and do your work." Jiang Hanying's logic: wanting to see the diagnosis report is equivalent to taking on this patient.

Once she receives the report and sends it to Li Jingmo, she won't need to worry about anything else; Li Jingmo will take care of it.

Perfect solution!

Looking at his phone screen, which showed that the other party had hung up, Li Jingmo felt that his understanding of "please" might be different from Jiang Hanying's understanding of "please"!
It wasn't until Jiang Hanying finished her makeup and styling that Yue Zhuo finally managed to get the electronic version of his third grandfather's diagnosis report.

She quickly sent a copy to Jiang Hanying, saying, "Sister, I've sent it to you."

“I saw it,” Jiang Hanying stood up and picked up her phone. “I’ll have someone take a look first.”

He then clicked "share" directly, clicking on Li Jingmo's profile picture.

Then he sent a voice message: "The diagnostic report has been sent."

Li Jingmo was also concerned about this matter. He couldn't bring his phone into the lab, so he specifically handed it to Lin Shuangshuang, who was now his assistant, and told her to go to the lab to call him if Jiang Hanying sent any messages.

Lin Shuangshuang replied "Received" to the message Jiang Hanying sent and immediately went to the lab to find her.

After receiving the reply, Jiang Hanying opened the diagnostic report that had just been sent and glanced at it as she walked.

Although there are many professional medical terms, I was able to understand the general idea after thinking about it for a while.

However, you can only understand the general idea.

It's obvious that he fell really hard.

A broken leg bone is nothing compared to the fact that a broken rib pierced the lung, and the injured person was 71 years old!
Turning to Yue Zhuo, who was following closely behind her, she whispered, "Why is your third grandfather still going up the mountain to collect herbs at such an old age?"

“There is a kind of herb called ‘life-extending grass’ in the mountains near our village. It is very expensive, but also very hard to find. There are no more than five people in the village who can find this herb. Among them, three people have only seen it once or twice by chance. My third grandfather is the most skilled of the remaining two.”

"Life-extending herb, that sounds amazing."

"Yes, when I was a child, my third grandfather found me and I almost didn't survive. I heard from the grandpas and grandmas in the village that I survived because I drank a decoction made from a life-extending herb."

Pei Yuan whispered to comfort him, "Your third grandfather will pull through too."

"Ah."

As they spoke, the three of them reached the entrance of the passage. Looking up, they saw the car that was there to take them to the film set parked not far ahead. The driver, who usually sat inside the car waiting for them to get in, was surprisingly standing outside the car with an umbrella in hand.

They rushed over eagerly.

"Teacher Jiang, please get in the car."

Pei Yuan, whose job was snatched before she could even open her umbrella, was speechless.

You've crossed the line, bro!

Once on the train, Jiang Hanying immediately noticed that the interior of the carriage was somewhat different from yesterday.

The interior of the carriage, which was previously kept relatively clean, has become spotless. You can even smell a faint scent of cleaning agents if you get close. There are several more comfortable and soft cushions on the seats, and a box of high-end air fresheners has been placed there. Now the air in the carriage is filled with a fresh and gentle citrus tea scent.

The comfort level of the ride has increased dramatically.

Jiang Hanying wasn't particularly curious at first, but first Pei Yuan, then the driver—their attentiveness was... a bit too eager, wasn't it?

"What did the people who came to you last night say to you?"

The three people who got on the bus paused in unison upon hearing this, then shook their heads in unison.

"No, I can't tell you."

"You can't even tell me?"

“No, that won’t do. We promised that we wouldn’t tell anyone about our conversation last night.”

Jiang Hanying, who also falls under the category of "anyone": "..."