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"Have you eaten any persimmons?" Jiang Linwan asked.

The old woman raised her voice: "Impossible! We people from the seaside all know that persimmons and crabs can't be eaten together; it'll cause poisoning."

The old lady's face changed drastically as she spoke, and she looked down at her grandson with some fear: "You brat, you wouldn't happen to be a persimmon, would you?"

"Oh dear, that thing can kill you."

Jiang Linwan: "It's poisoning."

Dr. Luo, standing to the side, asked with some curiosity, "How did you figure that out?"

"Feel the child's stomach. He ate persimmons first and then ate crab. The tannic acid in the persimmons met the protein in the crab meat and formed a hard lump in his stomach," Jiang Linwan pointed to the boy's stomach.

This was the first time Dr. Luo had ever seen such a situation. The villagers on the island had known for generations that crabs should not be eaten with persimmons, so such an accident was extremely rare.

Dr. Fan and Dr. Qi, who were standing nearby, were not very old and had never encountered this situation before. They curiously reached out and felt it.

The old lady trembled with fear upon hearing Jiang Linwan's words, for the older generation had always said that persimmon poisoning could be fatal.

Why is this brat so disobedient?

"Doctor, you must save my grandson! I'll kowtow to you!" the old lady said, hugging her grandson and about to kneel down.

Jiang Linwan immediately stopped her: "It's nothing serious. I'll give the child acupuncture to relieve the pain and prescribe some medicine."

As the dean, Chen Xuejun was knowledgeable and experienced. He quickly came to his senses after hearing Jiang Linwan's words.

However, he didn't intend to participate; he wanted to see her medical skills for himself.

As soon as Jiang Linwan finished speaking, she took out silver needles and, with nimble and gentle movements, accurately placed several needles on the vital points of her abdomen, quickly twisting and inserting them.

In just a moment, the little boy's tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed, the tightness and pain in his chest were significantly relieved, and he no longer curled up in discomfort.

Dr. Luo, Dr. Fan, and Dr. Qi were all shocked. Such a mature acupuncture technique would be impossible for an ordinary person to achieve in less than a few decades.

Is this what they call extraordinary talent?

After finishing the needlework, Jiang Linwan stood up and looked at Dean Chen: "Where are the pen and notebook?"

"Here." Chen Ximei quickly grabbed a pen and notebook and handed them to Jiang Linwan. Jiang Linwan swiftly wrote down a prescription and handed it to her: "Get the medicine."

Before Chen Ximei had even left, Dean Chen snatched the prescription away, saying, "I'll go."

He held the prescription in shock. Just now, Dr. Jiang's acupuncture was so steady and skillful that even he felt somewhat inferior.

The herbal decoctions prescribed today are designed to warm the stomach, resolve stagnation, and disperse nodules. The formulas are comprehensive and meticulous, with each step precisely targeting the symptoms.

"Let me see." Dr. Luo and Dr. Fan eagerly stuck their heads out. If they were impressed by Dr. Jiang's acupuncture earlier, they were now amazed by the perfect timing of the prescription.

"Xiao Jiang, you've been studying medicine since you were a child, haven't you?" Dr. Fan was a rather scholarly young man, and he spoke in a gentle and soft voice.

Jiang Linwan thought of what her mother always said: none of her brothers had the talent to study medicine. Her father hoped that his sons would become successful, so when she was still in her mother's womb, he would recite medical books to her every day.

He said with a serious expression, "I started learning even before I was born."

Everyone thought she was joking and laughed: "Who knew our Dr. Jiang was so humorous?"

The old lady, having received the medicine, looked at Jiang Linwan with gratitude: "Thank you so much, Dr. Jiang. You're truly a miracle doctor!"

Many patients arrived in the morning, but they were all minor ailments. However, with so many people, Jiang Linwan was busy until noon.

Dean Chen's wife prepared lunch: "Eat lunch before you go home. Although our hospital's salary can't compare to that of the military region, it provides lunch and dinner."

"Thank you for your hard work, Dr. Jiang. Have your meal and go home for a nap."

Jiang Linwan hadn't expected that meals would be provided; it turned out that all that effort she had put into preparing food yesterday had been for nothing.

It's late June now, and the weather is gradually getting warmer, making people prone to drowsiness after lunch.

She got up to go back, but when she looked up, she saw Lu Qiyue standing at the door: "Brother Qiyue, what brings you here?"

Dean Chen and the others looked up when they heard the voice. When they saw it was Commander Lu, they all looked at him with respect.

"Commander Lu, you haven't eaten yet, have you? Sit down and have something to eat with us," Dean Chen's wife said warmly.

Lu Qiyue shook her head and declined, "Thank you, Auntie, but I've already eaten."

After saying that, he looked at Jiang Linwan: "Are we going back?"

"Let's go back." Jiang Linwan checked the time, not believing he had already eaten. She said goodbye to everyone and turned back with Lu Qiyue.

Chen Ximei watched the two figures with envy: "Commander Lu really dotes on his wife. He even picked up Dr. Jiang after get off work. It's just a few steps away, she won't get lost."

Dr. Qi, being a woman herself, also expressed envy: "That couple just got married; newlyweds are bound to be inseparable."

Then she joked, "I think you're just envious. Hurry up and find someone, get married, and your mother won't have to worry anymore."

"I'm young, so I'm not in a hurry. But you, Sister Xiaoyan, should hurry up and worry about your marriage." Chen Ximei said, winking at Dr. Fan beside her.

Jiang Linwan hadn't gone far. Listening to everyone's conversation, she secretly glanced at Lu Qiyue, gave a wry smile, and said, "Have you had lunch? If not, there's still some leftover food from this morning warming up at home. Go back and eat it."

"Okay!" Lu Qiyue was worried about her as soon as he got off work, so he rushed over and saw that the little girl was getting along well with everyone, so he was relieved.

Back home, Jiang Linwan watched him go back to his room to hang up his clothes, then quickly went into the kitchen and secretly transferred out a nutritional supplement from her spatial storage.

The food had just been placed on the table when there was a knock on the door.

Song Jingming knocked on the door and called out. Hearing Lu Qiyue's voice, he entered the courtyard, carrying a bag of gunpowder.

"Why are you here?" Lu Qiyue asked, frowning.

"Why aren't you welcoming me?" Song Jingming said, then looked at Jiang Linwan beside him, slightly amazed. No wonder she could make the career-obsessed Lao Lu settle down and get married; she really is beautiful.

"This must be your wife, right? I'm Song Jingming, and I work at the military hospital. You can just call me Xiao Song," Song Jingming introduced with a smile.

Lu Qiyue, however, grew increasingly displeased with him. This man was acting like a peacock displaying its plumage. He asked curtly, "What is it?"

"I just brought you some medicine. It's true what they say, married life is different for men. Sigh, coming home to a hot meal is so enviable," Song Jingming sighed.

Jiang Linwan felt a little awkward and called out, "Dr. Song, have you eaten yet? If not, let's sit down and have something to eat together."

"Then I won't stand on ceremony." Song Jingming said, and went to the kitchen to get a bowl and chopsticks. As soon as he sat down and reached out to pick up some food, his expression became a little strange when he looked at the food on the table.

"Lu Qiyue, you don't eat this every day, do you?"

"What's wrong? What's the problem?" Lu Qiyue raised his eyebrows, becoming even more impatient. His wife's cooking was so delicious, what did Song Jingming mean by that? Was he disgusted?

"No, it's nothing. I suddenly remembered I have some things to do at the hospital, so I'll be going now."

As he passed Lu Qiyue, he whispered, "Come see me after you finish eating. I have something important to tell you."