Out of concern for these patients, Qin Yaoniang did not disclose Lin Mengya's identity to them.
In front of the patient, she is just a doctor.
The woman held the candy in her hand tightly, but she was troubled and didn't know where it was hidden.
This is the precious candy she brought back to give to her mother. She must not throw it away.
Lin Mengya observed this scene, she got up and rummaged through her medicine box.
Then an empty small cloth pocket was found.
She took it and handed it to the woman.
"This is what I use to store medicinal materials. It should be clean. If you don't mind, you can put the sugar here."
The woman was stunned. After understanding the meaning of Lin Mengya's words, she immediately took it and shook her head quickly.
"I don't mind it! I... thank you, sir."
Lin Mengya did not correct her title.
Here, she hopes her patients can communicate with her in a state in which they are most comfortable.
So from the beginning to now, she did not dictate how women must be.
But step by step, she aroused the other party's interest in talking to her.
Probably because of the effect of the candy, or because the atmosphere in this small camp was too relaxed.
After the woman put away the small bag filled with candies, she secretly glanced at Lin Mengya, and then spoke in a voice that was quieter than a mosquito's cry.
"Sir, how long can I live?"
Lin Mengya paused while writing the pulse report. Then she put down her pen and said to the other party seriously: "I can't give you a specific time, but if you can actively cooperate with the treatment, I conservatively estimate that it will be 3 to 5 years." Years are no problem.”
Although she has superb medical skills, she is not a fairy.
You can't add thirty years of life to the other person's book of life and death with a stroke of a pen; you can't refine some magic elixir that the other person can take without any pain or illness.
In fact, as a doctor, no matter how good or exquisite their medical skills are, they still have a lot of powerlessness.
She had been prepared for this since the day she studied medicine.
The woman's face didn't look much better when she heard her words.
She subconsciously picked at her sleeves. The clothes made of coarse fabric had become extremely fragile after years of starching.
But obviously, women don't care about this either.
She bit her lip, and after a long while, she asked tremblingly: "Can you prescribe some medicine for me? I, I know that I am dirty, but I want to see my mother one last time."
The fact that she was able to speak like this was a sign of great courage.
Over the years in the Wang family, all her self has been worn away by life and death, leaving only a walking corpse.
Her only thought was to return home and burn the last incense to her mother who passed away early.
No one in this world has ever loved her. Only her mother, who died in childbirth, gave her eight years of maternal love.
So when her biological father, who married her stepmother, threatened her to sell herself to the royal family as a slave on the condition of her mother's peace after her death, she agreed.
But she didn't expect that the Wang family was a devil's cave.
Her whole life was buried here.
Lin Mengya hesitated for a moment.
In modern society, every doctor will study psychology.
Therefore, they will have different coping methods when facing different patients.
But here, she felt that what she had studied before could not completely solve the problems she faced.
The girl in front of me is only twenty years old.
At the same age as Hua, he has seen through life and death, and has experienced hardships early.
She can encourage the other person and use what she has learned to "save" the other person.
But she couldn't guarantee whether the other party would still see hope of life.
"Your mother must miss you too."
Her voice was soft, but like a feather, gently caressing the woman's dead heart.
She pursed her lips and showed a very faint smile.
"Yeah. Ever since I was little, my mother has loved me the most."
"At that time, my father would always beat me when he was drunk, but every time my mother would rush out and stand in front of me."
"Later, my mother became pregnant again, and my father stopped beating people so much. Unexpectedly, my mother suffered a massive hemorrhage when giving birth to my younger brother. My younger brother died, and so did my mother."
These words were hidden deep in her heart.
Even though she had been tortured for so many years, she had never mentioned it to anyone.
Because those are the best memories treasured in her heart.
She didn't want anyone to dirty her most precious thing.
For a time, many thoughts flashed through Lin Mengya's mind.
In the end, she did not just choose to be a listener who could give the other party timely feedback.
Women's voices are actually not pleasant to hear.
She must have cried and yelled too many times, so her voice was a little hoarse.
She also speaks very slowly, and no one has ever allowed her to speak so quietly in these years.
They would always call her a little bitch, tell her to say something nice to please them, or to cry a little louder.
She almost forgot that she was still alone.
Memories are beautiful after all, but they are also very short-lived.
Lin Mengya kept clenching her hands, then relaxed them, and then repeated them again.
Although the other person's tone was always nostalgic for the good times of the past, she still heard the sad truth hidden in those words.
"So I just want to go back and see my mother again. It's just a pity that I didn't grow into a very good girl like my mother expected."
The woman's face still showed an apology to her mother.
At this moment, she was like a little girl who had done something wrong, panicking and apologizing.
Lin Mengya tentatively held the other person's finger gently.
As a result, the woman quickly escaped.
"I, I'm dirty, sir..."
Lin Mengya smiled and continued to hold her hand.
"I think your mother will be very happy to see you. I am also a mother. I know that she definitely does not blame you, but feels sorry for the hardships you have suffered."
"Go and see your mother. Then, let's find a way to live longer, okay?"
Perhaps it was because the medical lady's hands were too warm. The woman was like an ignorant little animal, and she nodded lightly towards her unconsciously.
Next, the inspection went much smoother.
Even though Lin Mengya was fully prepared, she still clenched her teeth unconsciously after seeing the scars on the girl's body.
These damn scum, beasts!
They were also raised by their parents, so why would they do such vicious things to the same kind of people
At this moment, the gentler the look on her face, the heavier the violent emotions hidden in her heart.
Why are there always some people who take pleasure in destroying those beautiful things
Is it like
Does this prove that they are superior to others
Lin Mengya suppressed the anger in her heart and treated all her patients with the most professional, gentle and friendly attitude.
This consultation finally lasted until sunset.
She saw a total of thirteen patients.
Not all of the thirteen people can cooperate with her.
For this kind of patient, she did not force it, but gave relatively conservative treatment based on the pulse record and the patient's symptoms.
In just one day, Lin Mengya could feel the rejection and distrust of those people towards her.
Of course, that's not just for her, but they shouldn't trust anyone close to them.
She did not ask anyone to remove the white cloth surrounding it.
However, she had already disinfected all the utensils in the house one by one, so there was absolutely no possibility of cross-infection.
But the situation is not optimistic.
Qin Yaoniang, as the last person, also sat in Lin Mengya's small tent.
She felt a little uneasy inside.
The thirteen people came out with different expressions.
Some people's eyes were swollen from crying, some were expressionless, and some were cursing.
Of course, I'm not scolding Lin Mengya, but scolding those scum who made them sick.
But she still felt uneasy.
She always felt that the head of the Gong family, whose identity was completely different from theirs, should not do such dirty things.
But at that time, she seemed to have her head caught in the door, so she made this request by accident. I don't know if the head of the Gong family would think that she was overestimating her abilities.
Lin Mengya didn't notice her distraction.
After calling people in, she wrote down all the medical records, including some prescriptions and precautions they should use.
"You can help them take these back. I will prepare the medicinal materials and deliver them to you as soon as possible. I will trouble you to distribute them one by one."
"There are two underage boys here, and their situation is not optimistic. If they still want to maintain normal physiological functions, they need to undergo surgery as soon as possible."
"The meaning of surgery is to remove the parts that have become necrotic so that the parts that are not damaged can be saved."
"They refused to let me check, so I can only make a rough estimate. Maybe the situation is more serious than I thought. I hope you can convince them as soon as possible."
The victims of power are definitely not just women.
Qin Yaoniang finally took back her thoughts, but before she could say anything, she was blocked by Lin Mengya's doctor's orders.
"You're right, but surgery? Is it cut off with a knife? Will it kill someone?"
Lin Mengya nodded, "To put it simply, it is like this, but I will try my best to save their lives. But any treatment will have fatal risks. I can't guarantee this, I can only say that I will do my best, and there are other I have already written down the human condition here.”
"Starting tomorrow, all the patients we bring will still be the same as today. We have to speed up a little bit. Our time is very tight."
Qin Yaoniang's expression changed slightly.
The head of the Gong family just said "we".
This feeling of being treated as one of her own made her a little overwhelmed.
Especially the business-like look of the other party aroused her even greater interest.
It was as if she was no longer a fledgling trapped in hatred.
She seemed to have grown her own feathers and had the qualifications to fly freely!