Suspecting a Brain Tumor

Aunt Wang also breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that her husband was fine. Minor illnesses were no problem; who didn't have headaches or brain fever sometimes? It would be strange not to have any illness. Being able to eat, sleep, and use the bathroom was the standard of perfect health.

Lu Tianlang, however, looked rather disapproving. He thought Jiang Hanyan was just speaking polite words. After all, she was so young; how advanced could her medical skills be?

Moreover, Jiang Hanyan was just an outsider, saying a few words to coax his father and make him happy. He was the biological son, and he was worried about his father's health. Hiccuping for no reason was definitely a problem, and he had to go to the hospital for an examination.

Lu Tianlang wanted to bring up going to the hospital again, but then he heard Jiang Hanyan smile and say, "Although minor illnesses are not a big deal, they are also very troublesome. Just like this hiccuping of yours, Uncle, how uncomfortable it is. If it could stop, that would be wonderful."

The uncle nodded in agreement; these words hit the nail on the head. Hiccuping was indeed not comfortable at all.

"Xiao Jiang, do you have a way?" Aunt Wang asked.

"If you two trust me, let me perform acupuncture with a few needles. The hiccuping will definitely stop," Jiang Hanyan said with a smile.

Lu Tianlang anxiously wanted to stop her, but his father agreed wholeheartedly, "Do it, do it. Where should you insert the needles?"

"Dad!"

Lu Tianlang looked at his father in dissatisfaction, and also felt dissatisfied with Jiang Hanyan. She didn't even have a medical license yet; how could she casually perform acupuncture on someone? What if something went wrong?

"Mr. Lu, rest assured. My medical skills are quite good."

Jiang Hanyan understood Lu Tianlang very well. Her age was indeed a bit young and lacked persuasiveness. It didn't matter; she would use reality to prove it.

At this moment, the uncle started hiccuping again, one after another, unable to stop, sounding extremely uncomfortable.

Lu Tianlang frowned deeply, tacitly agreeing to let Jiang Hanyan perform acupuncture. After all, as long as anything went wrong, they would go to the hospital immediately.

The acupuncture needles were in her space. Jiang Hanyan reached into her bag to take out the needle box, as well as a candle. She asked the uncle to lie on the sofa and lit the candle to sterilize the needles.

Lu Tianlang felt a bit more at ease. Carrying professional acupuncture tools with her, she probably wasn't a quack, right?

The uncle was still hiccuping continuously, the sound very loud, and he himself was extremely uncomfortable. After Jiang Hanyan inserted a few needles, the hiccuping miraculously disappeared.

"Oh, I'm not hiccuping anymore! Xiao Jiang, your skill level is really high!"

The uncle inhaled a few times in disbelief. He really wasn't hiccuping anymore. Overjoyed, he began to gesticulate, but was pressed down by Jiang Hanyan, "Uncle, don't move. The needles are still in."

"I won't move, I won't move."

The uncle obediently lay still. Aunt Wang's eyes turned hot, looking at Jiang Hanyan as if looking at a great treasure.

"I've studied medicine with my master since childhood. Minor illnesses are no problem," Jiang Hanyan explained why she knew medical skills. Lu Tianlang felt extremely embarrassed; he had judged a book by its cover.

"No wonder you came to study at medical school. Xiao Jiang, with this level of skill, opening a clinic would definitely make money," Aunt Wang said with a smile.

"In my hometown, I also treated people. Otherwise, where would I get the money to buy a house?"

Jiang Hanyan smiled, removing the needles from the uncle one by one. Aunt Wang insisted on paying, but she certainly couldn't accept it, so she said, "I moved here thanks to your help and care, Aunt. Acupuncture is just a casual thing. If you give me money, it would be too polite. In the future, I won't dare to look for you if I have any trouble."

Hearing this made Aunt Wang feel extremely pleased. She put the money away, her gaze looking even more gentle as she said, "If you have any trouble in the future, just come to me. Has Doudou found a school yet?"

"My friend helped find one. He will attend Nanya Kindergarten, and then directly go to Nanya Primary School."

Zhou Yi worked extremely efficiently, contacting the school in less than two days. Nanya Kindergarten and Nanya Primary School were the best schools in this area; without connections, one couldn't get in.

Hearing this, Aunt Wang knew Jiang Hanyan's friend was not simple, and her network was unusual. No wonder this girl dared to bring a child to settle in Shanghai alone.

"Nanya Kindergarten is very good. My daughter teaches at Nanya Primary School. When Doudou enters primary school in the future, I'll have my daughter keep an eye on him and take care of him more," Aunt Wang proactively offered an olive branch.

Jiang Hanyan didn't expect this pleasant surprise. Doudou's schooling for the next six years was secured. In this relationship-driven society, establishing a good relationship with teachers was extremely important.

"I'll have to trouble your daughter next year then. I won't be polite when the time comes."

"What's there to be polite about? A close neighbor is better than a distant relative. We are all family," Aunt Wang's tone was extremely close. She also had her own small calculations.

She and her husband were old, with constant minor illnesses. Establishing a good relationship with Jiang Hanyan could save them a lot of trouble running to the hospital.

"Dad, Mom, I'm going back to the company. I'll take these expired foods in the fridge with me."

Lu Tianlang cleaned out the refrigerator, pulling out a pile of expired vegetables, moldy tofu, smelly meat, and leftovers of unknown age. He packed them all into a plastic bag to throw straight into the trash can later.

"Why are you throwing them away? These things are still perfectly fine. Your father and I can still eat them," Aunt Wang's face darkened. Wasting food would bring heaven's wrath.

It was just that people nowadays were too precious. When she was young, moldy food was a treasure, and eating it was perfectly fine. Now, this can't be eaten, that can't be eaten—it was all nonsense.

Lu Tianlang was very helpless. He simply couldn't reason with his parents. They always brought up lessons from the past to lecture him, which was truly annoying.

Hearing this, Jiang Hanyan advised, "Wasting food is definitely wrong and will damage one's blessings."

Aunt Wang immediately felt justified and snorted at her son.

Jiang Hanyan added, "So Aunt Wang, buy less food in the future. Eat as much as you buy. Eating these moldy foods is indeed not good for your health. When you and Uncle were young, your resistance was good, and besides, it's not like you get poisoned immediately every time you eat moldy food. This toxin accumulates gradually. You two are old now, and over time, your bodies will definitely have problems. Think about it, is the money spent at the hospital more, or is the money spent on these vegetables more?"

Lu Tianlang nodded continuously. Wasn't that exactly the logic?

But his parents certainly wouldn't listen. He and his sister had talked until their throats were dry, yet their parents still didn't change their ways.

However—

"Then throw them away. I'll buy less in the future."

Aunt Wang looked painfully at the pile in her son's hand. Xiao Jiang was a doctor, so her words must be right; she had to listen.

Lu Tianlang's eyes widened, feeling a bit indignant. Why didn't his mother listen to his words?

However, he was still very happy, cheerfully carrying the large bag of vegetables out. Jiang Hanyan also bid farewell, catching up with Lu Tianlang downstairs.

"Mr. Lu, let me tell you something. Take your father to the hospital for a brain CT scan," Jiang Hanyan said directly.

Lu Tianlang was opening his car door. Hearing this, his hand trembled, and he quickly asked, "Is there something growing in my father's head?"

Jiang Hanyan nodded, "Just now when I checked his pulse, I found an abnormality. Something is probably growing in your father's head, pressing on the nerves, which led to the continuous hiccuping. You'd better take him for a CT scan to confirm."

"Miss Jiang, is my father's condition serious? Can you treat it?" Lu Tianlang's expression was very serious. He now fully believed in Jiang Hanyan's medical skills.

Moreover, he originally believed in Chinese medicine. With thousands of years of heritage, Chinese medicine was definitely good; it was just that many ancient formulas were lost, leading to the decline of Chinese medicine today. But Jiang Hanyan gave him a very powerful feeling; maybe she could treat his father?