Zheng Peiyi put down the newspaper and clapped her hands. "Not bad, very impressive. You're quite knowledgeable about medicine, worthy of being a descendant of the Bai family."
"This has nothing to do with whether or not I'm from the Bai family. I have no connection to the Bai family either," Zhao An snorted. Everything he did was given by the system and earned through his own hard work. It had nothing to do with anyone else. He hated this kind of forced fraud.
"Okay, young man, you're very energetic. Do you know how to treat it?" Zheng Peiyi continued, her smile still gentle.
"I never do business at a loss," Zhao An waved his hand, treating everyone the same.
Qian Yuling fell silent. It turned out her young husband truly understood medical principles. She had seemed a little irrational just now, and she might be in trouble again tonight. A beautiful woman suffers, a handsome man suffers.
"What do you want?" Zheng Peiyi said with a smile that looked kind, yet also tinged with a hint of arrogance.
"It's not about what I want, but what you can give." Zhao An sat nonchalantly aside, lighting a cigarette and taking a drag.
"I feel very confident that Yuling is with you. Can't you help an old woman like me?" Zheng Peiyi's face was still full of smiles, her words flawless. She pointed out the relationship between the two and then placed herself in a position of superiority, acting a bit like a senior.
"Yuling is my wife, what does it have to do with you? You make it sound like you've done a lot." Zhao An was not polite. Want to take advantage? Look who he is! Want to morally blackmail him? I'll break his legs in a second!
This statement surprised Xu Yan, who was standing beside her. She didn't show any displeasure at all. She was just watching the show, as if she wanted to see what tricks the old lady, who was strategizing, could come up with.
"Yuling is my daughter. What does that have to do with me? I raised her. You just picked her up ready-made. Isn't that good enough?" Zheng Peiyi countered, still smiling. Even her arguments were gentle and gentle, like a spring breeze, making it impossible to get angry. This was her brilliance: she suppressed the negotiating partner's aura.
"You really like getting something for nothing. Amazing! You're worthy of being called the Iron Lady." Zhao An clapped his hands, then said, "Hold out your hand. I'll take your pulse."
There was no politeness in his tone, and a hint of impatience.
Zheng Peiyi knew that she could only suppress the other party because he didn't want to argue with her. What right did a patient have to negotiate with a doctor? "Okay, thank you. Yan, go get Xiao An a cup of tea."
The tone of the words suddenly changed to a friendly one. This is how big families are: one moment it's Zhao An, the next it's Xiao An, and they change their minds faster than the pages of a book.
Qian Yuling didn't say anything, but stood behind Zhao An, taking a deep drag on her cigarette, looking both annoyed and depressed.
His fingers rested on his veins, Zhao An narrowed his eyes, tapping one hand on the table, as if calculating something.
After a minute, Zhao An released his hand. "Want faster or slower?"
"A treatment method?" Zheng Peiyi replied softly, barely keeping up with Zhao An's pace.
"What else do you think?" Zhao An took another drag on his cigarette, his eyes fixed on the table, seemingly lost in thought.
"You're going back tomorrow, right?" Zheng Peiyi's expression darkened.
"Yes, tomorrow," Qian Yuling answered for her young husband. She had mixed feelings about her mother. Zheng Peiyi had taught her how to be a strong woman, how not to be treated as a plaything by men, that was certain. It was just that she lacked the motherly affection, which was why her expression was a little complicated.
"Then let's use a faster method." Zheng Peiyi quickly made up her mind.
"This requires a combination of medicine and acupuncture, which is very expensive. But since you're my cheap mother-in-law, I'll make an exception and give you this once." Zhao An then pulled out a bag of silver needles from behind his back, no one knew where they came from.
"Are you good at acupuncture? I've never seen you do it before," Qian Yuling asked suspiciously, her question addressed to her mother.
Pa! Zhao An slapped Qian Yuling's hip in front of the two of them. "Don't you know how capable your husband is?"
Qian Yuling covered her hip, her pretty face flushed. This scene rarely made her feel shy. "You have to cure my mom. She's had asthma for years."
Zheng Peiyi smiled as she watched her daughter flirting with Zhao An. Despite the age difference between them, her daughter was the one getting the upper hand. An older man taking advantage of a younger woman was definitely a thrilling and pleasurable experience.
Xu Yan remained silent, pretending to be oblivious to what was happening outside. There was no need for her to get involved; she could simply remain invisible.
Zhao An quickly texted the prescription to Xu Yan's phone. "Sister-in-law, go get the medicine. The acupuncture treatment takes two hours, so it's best to start now. Afterward, eat to replenish your nutrients and rest for a night. You'll be free of illness the next day."
Xu Yan glanced at Zheng Peiyi, who nodded. "Do as he say."
Qian Yuling felt the atmosphere was a bit strange, so she picked up her handbag and followed Xu Yan out. "Honey, you give my mom acupuncture. I'll go talk to my brother about the partnership."
Qian Yuling breathed a sigh of relief after leaving the house. Without seeing her mother, her aura suddenly changed. Her eyes gleamed with pride and determination, transforming her into the alluring, sexy, powerful woman who made people drool.
Xu Yan asked curiously, "Yuling, are you really with Zhao An?"
"Is there anything wrong with that?" Qian Yuling asked back. She didn't think it was wrong at all; it was actually quite good. The surging passion of a young man, coupled with the long-suffering lust of a mature woman, a raging fire, a collision of dry wood and fervent passion, how could it not explode?
Xu Yan shook her head. "It's nothing. I wish you happiness. You're so lucky to finally be living a normal life. I'm so happy for you."
"Thank you. Of all the family members, you're the most articulate. Thank you, sister-in-law." Qian Yuling looked down upon the Qian family's children. Only a few knew how to behave, and sister-in-law Xu Yan was one of them.