Mr. Song, you have crossed the line.

Rong Zheng logged into her account, deleted her original employer information, changed it to her new employer information, and then began her consultation.

About half an hour later, she ran into the mistress patient again.

Rong Zheng suddenly felt a lingering, haunting feeling.

"Doctor, he and his wife are divorced."

Rong Zheng was stunned for a moment when she saw the message.

Surprisingly, even the original wife got divorced.

The patient mentioned last time that her childhood sweetheart's wife found out about her, so it seems that this first wife, like her, ultimately chose to divorce.

This first wife is even worse off than her; not only did her husband cheat on her, but he also had an illegitimate child. This marriage should definitely end in divorce.

Divorce is not about fulfilling the wishes of scumbags and bitches, but about letting go of your own pain.

Rong Zheng typed on the keyboard: "Did he marry you after his divorce?"

"No, his wife is haunting him like a ghost. Don't you think that woman is despicable?"

Rong Zheng didn't think that since the original wife had chosen to divorce, she would still cling to that cheating scumbag. If the original wife really couldn't let go, she could have chosen not to divorce.

However, everyone's situation is different. Perhaps the scumbag insists on divorce, the original wife can't fight back and is forced to divorce, and then, feeling resentful, she goes back to harass the scumbag to get revenge on the mistress.

However, it's wrong for a mistress to call the wife cheap.

You're a mistress who seduced someone's husband and destroyed their family. What right do you have to call the original wife cheap?

This is blatant false accusation!

But he's a patient; he came to her for treatment, not to argue about right and wrong.

Rong Zheng suppressed her own opinions and typed on the keyboard: "I told you before that since he could betray his wife, he is not a good person. You should turn back in time and extricate yourself from this unhealthy relationship. Only in this way will your condition improve."

"Why should I back down? It's all that bitch's fault, I won't let her get away with this!"

Rong Zheng could clearly sense that the other person was in a bad mood. Before, every time this patient came online, she would basically talk about how good her childhood sweetheart was to her, and how she must love her in her heart, and so on.

This was the first time she had ever seen her so out of control; it seemed she truly hated the original wife.

Rong Zheng couldn't help but put herself in the patient's shoes. After Lu Peichuan divorced her, he didn't marry Su Qingya. Would Su Qingya hate her to the bone, just like this patient?

This doesn't make sense. She's already divorced. It's Lu Peichuan who won't marry Su Qingya. Su Qingya should hate Lu Peichuan.

Su Qingya shouldn't be as perverted as this patient, right?

Rong Zheng shook her head, pulling herself out of her own thoughts, and sent the other person a message: "Your emotions are very unstable right now. I strongly suggest you seek medical attention in person. If you delay any longer, your condition will become more serious."

The message was sent, and the other party went offline within seconds.

Every time this issue comes up, the other person goes offline. I don't know if they really have something to do or if they simply don't want to get treatment.

Rong Zheng didn't have time to think much, because the next patient arrived.

After a busy morning, Rong Zheng had lunch in the cafeteria and then went back to her department to rest for a while. She had arranged to meet Wei Shuyan at 2 p.m., and Wei Shuyan said she would come to the hospital to pick her up.

Wei Shuyan was very punctual. On the way to the sanatorium, she told Rong Zheng about Duan Yunshu's general situation.

Duan Yunshu lives in a private high-end sanatorium, which has a good environment, complete facilities, and provides services such as full-cycle medical care and elderly care, meticulous daily care, professional rehabilitation training, and personalized nutritional meals.

Previously, Liu Ma, an elderly woman from the Song family, stayed by Duan Yunshu's side 24 hours a day to take care of her.

Rong Zheng also mentioned that she wanted to try to treat Duan Yunshu, and asked Wei Shuyan to keep it a secret until the results were available.

About half an hour later, the two arrived at the sanatorium.

Rong Zheng followed Wei Shuyan into the sanatorium, registered, and then a staff member led the two to Madam Song's residence.

The staff member stopped at the door of a room. "Madam Song doesn't like to see strangers, so I won't go in."

Rong Zheng thanked her, saying, "Thank you."

The staff left.

Wei Shuyan pushed open the door and went in, seeing Duan Yunshu sitting on the sofa fiddling with a drone, muttering to herself, "Why can't it fly? This is Ayan's favorite drone."

When Aunt Liu saw Wei Shuyan enter, she greeted her with a smile, "Miss Wei has arrived."

Wei Shuyan greeted everyone sweetly, "Aunt Liu." Then she introduced Rong Zheng, "This is my friend Rong Zheng."

Rong Zheng greeted Aunt Liu, "Hello, Aunt Liu."

Aunt Liu smiled and nodded, accepting the gifts from the two women. "You've gone to so much trouble. Please have a seat, I'll make you some tea." She then looked at Duan Yunshu, who was intently fiddling with the drone, and said, "Madam, look who's come to see you?"

Duan Yunshu looked up, glancing at Wei Shuyan, then at Rong Zheng, and asked, "Who are you?"

Wei Shuyan cupped her chin with her hands, tilted her head, and smiled at Duan Yunshu, "Pretty little flower."

Aunt Liu smiled and went into the tea room.

Duan Yunshu seemed to remember something, a gentle smile curving her lips, a smile serene and elegant, exuding the grace and gentleness of a well-bred young lady. "Are you Yan Yan?"

"Yes, I'm Yan Yan." Wei Shuyan said, taking Rong Zheng's arm beside her, and introduced her to Duan Yunshu, "Aunt Duan, she is...."

"I know, she is Yiyi," Duan Yunshu interrupted Wei Shuyan.

Wei Shuyan was stunned.

Rong Zheng looked at Wei Shuyan with a puzzled expression and asked in a low voice, "Who is Yiyi?"

Wei Shuyan leaned close to Rong Zheng's ear and whispered, "She's my sister."

Duan Yunshu beckoned to Rong Zheng, "Yiyi, come here."

Rong Zheng tried to explain, "Madam Song, I..."

"Sister, Aunt Duan is calling you." Wei Shuyan shook her head at Rong Zheng, then leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Aunt Duan doesn't like strangers. If you interact with her as my sister, it will be easier to get close to her."

Although Rong Zheng felt it wasn't appropriate to use someone else's identity, Duan Yunshu was a patient, and special circumstances required special treatment. To treat Duan Yunshu's illness, it was indeed necessary to gain her trust and spend more time with her.

She nodded, walked up to Duan Yunshu, and called out to Duan Yunshu, "Aunt Duan," just like Wei Shuyan.

Duan Yunshu pulled Rong Zheng to sit down beside her. "Why do you never come to see me? Don't you like me, your future mother-in-law?"

Future mother-in-law?

Rong Zheng suddenly remembered that Wei Shuyan had mentioned that her elders had arranged a marriage between her sister and Song Shiyan. She looked at Wei Shuyan awkwardly, wondering how to respond to that.

Wei Shuyan sat down on the other side of Duan Yunshu. "Aunt Duan, my sister went missing before, but she was just found. She came to see you as soon as she got back. How could she not like you?"

"Lost?" Duan Yunshu murmured, her face instantly changing. She suddenly stood up in a panic, her helpless and anxious eyes searching around. "Ayan is lost! My Ayan is gone! Someone, quick! Go find Ayan!"