CHAPTER 370: 345 GREATLY APPRECIATE

Now, she found herself hesitating. The tingling sensation on her face reminded her that her skin might be recovering, but she still hesitated.

She was afraid that the moment she picked up the mirror, there would be a difference between what she imagined and what she would see, or that there might be no change at all and it was still the same as before.

Nervous, torn between gain and loss.

Filled with hesitation, she never had the courage to pick up that mirror.

Time slipped away in her hesitation.

But today, something strange happened. The people eating breakfast in the courtyard had all left, but the medicine that should have been delivered still hadn’t arrived. And no nurse had come in to tell her why.

Just when she was about to ask her Mother to inquire, Du Heng came in with other doctors from the Health Clinic.

There was nothing strange about doctors coming for a ward round.

These days, the doctors at the Health Clinic had been visiting her hospital room, peering at her as if she were a monkey on display. They would pretend to pass by her door unintentionally, then casually glance up at her.

But when they made the ward rounds in the morning, only Du Heng and Wu Buwei, or Du Heng and another doctor would come.

There had never been as many as five or six doctors coming in together like today.

Had her face been ruined?

Du Heng looked at the delicate face before him and smiled sincerely.

Treating skin diseases was different from other conditions. It was not enough to simply cure them; doctors also needed to see if the patient’s skin lesions could recover and whether scars would remain.

Now, it seemed that his medicine was correct. Not only did it solve the problem, but it also achieved skin repair.

"Zhu Minyan, how do you feel today?"

Zhu Minyan’s eyes flickered. Looking at the smiling faces of the doctors before her, she felt it couldn’t be bad news. "My face is a little itchy, and my breathing is a bit shallow," she said, "but other than that, there are no problems. I feel great."

Du Heng smiled and said, "That’s good. By the way, I heard from your Mother that you haven’t looked in the mirror these days?"

Zhu Minyan was embarrassed, as if her little secret had been discovered, and she let out a timid "Hmm."

Seeing this, Du Heng walked to the bedside and held the mirror up to Zhu Minyan. "Come on, take a look for yourself. Are you satisfied with the recovery?"

Zhu Minyan hesitated again.

However, looking at Du Heng’s sincere gaze, she couldn’t help but take the mirror.

When her face appeared in the mirror once again, Zhu Minyan’s heart, which had been suspended for several days, finally settled down.

Seeing the smile on Zhu Minyan’s face, Du Heng and the others also laughed. "Alright," Du Heng said, "later I’ll prescribe some medicine for you to take home. You must continue taking it, even when you go back to school."

Zhu Minyan put down the mirror abruptly. "Can I be discharged?"

Du Heng nodded affirmatively and said, "Yes, you can leave the hospital. Having been hospitalized for over two months, I think you must have had enough by now."

Watching the nearly tearful Zhu Minyan, Du Heng added, "Don’t get too excited. As I just told you, I still need to prescribe some medicine for you. You must continue taking it."

Zhu Minyan wiped the corner of her eyes. "Is it for treating vitiligo? I heard that vitiligo is very likely to recur."

Du Heng shook his head with a smile.

He didn’t know what to make of this girl; she worried about diseases related to her face rather than the life-threatening ones.

"The vitiligo is already cured, so you don’t have to worry about it anymore," Du Heng said. "The medicine I’ll prescribe is to consolidate the tumor treatment. The relapse rate for lymphoma is also very high. You need to take this medicine for three months, and then you can stop."

"Can I go back to school now?"

"Of course. There’s no problem with you now, so you can definitely go to school."

Zhu Minyan couldn’t be happier.

She had indeed gone to hell and back over the course of those two months.

She wondered: if she hadn’t accepted Du Heng’s treatment back then and had undergone chemotherapy instead, even if the tumor had ultimately been eliminated, she definitely wouldn’t look like she did now, let alone be able to return to school immediately.

After Du Heng and the others left, Zhu Minyan went home with her father after completing the discharge procedures.

After staying at home for another week, she packed her bags and headed to the Capital.

Zhang Xintian, Zhu Minyan’s teacher, had been waiting at the station early on. He was now particularly eager to see her.

It had been half a month. Since she began her vitiligo treatment, he hadn’t seen his student’s appearance.

Soon, he picked up Zhu Minyan.

Looking at Zhu Minyan’s fair and tender face and her graceful figure, he felt as if a world of time had passed.

Although he had video chats with Zhu Minyan during her tumor treatment, he only saw her head and neck in the videos, so he wasn’t clear about her overall appearance.

However, his surprise was short-lived; Zhang Xintian recovered in just a few seconds.

After picking up Zhu Minyan, he personally handled everything. He first took her back to her dormitory and got her settled, then immediately escorted her to the Office of Academic Affairs.

After settling all of Zhu Minyan’s school matters, he treated her to a meal before finally ending the day’s itinerary.

Back in her dormitory, Zhu Minyan had no time to wonder about Mr. Zhang’s enthusiasm before her roommates surrounded her, expressing their concern and how much they had missed her in various ways.

Although she didn’t know how much of their concern was genuine, it was enough to make her happy.

When she got up the next morning and was ready to go for breakfast, the very enthusiastic Mr. Zhang from yesterday appeared before her again. He had her disease record with him, and after she took it, he led her to meet an elderly man with a full head of silver hair.

Lan Changhua carefully reviewed the thick disease record, paying close attention to each medicine and dosage. He couldn’t help but sigh, "Such Gallbladder, such steady use of medicine, and such precise dosages!"

The medicine combinations were rational and accurate. One more ingredient could cause a conflict; one less would render it ineffective.

The dosage was both fierce and ruthless, seemingly alarmingly large, yet it was precisely within the patient’s tolerance range. Moreover, with proper harmonization, there was no fear these poisons would harm the body.

"Classmate Zhu, does this prescription have a name?"

Zhu Minyan was still in the dark. Although she knew Lan Changhua and had heard of his "Lycopus Decoction" reputation, she couldn’t understand why the old man was in such a hurry to see her.

When she heard the old man ask her, she quickly shook her head.

Lan Changhua exhaled a long breath. "The use of medicine is truly ingenious! Divine Decoction, haha... It seems the title of Divine Decoction is about to change hands."

As he spoke, he continued to flip through the records.

Soon, he came across the record of treating vitiligo.

This section was simple. There were no frequent changes in medicine, and the dosages were not as heavy as in the previous house.

However, the design of this house was more ingenious than the previous house.

The house for treating tumors was characterized by its heaviness and fierceness, employing the approach of using drastic medicine for severe illnesses.

But this house for treating vitiligo, however, strongly emphasized ingenuity, using as few medicines as possible to maximize the efficacy of the main ingredient.

After looking at the prescription, and then at Zhu Minyan’s cheeks, Lan Changhua muttered, "The main ingredient in this house should be black-striped snake’s flesh."

Because his knowledge base recorded that black-striped snake’s flesh contains various trace elements, calcium, iron, phosphorus, multiple vitamins, and proteins. It is rich in nutrients and has the effects of beautifying hair and preserving a youthful appearance.

Looking at Zhu Minyan’s delicate, baby-like skin, in this prescription, only black-striped snake’s flesh could have such an effect.

However, to amplify the effects of black-striped snake’s flesh to this degree, the combination of other medicine ingredients was ingenious to the extreme.

"Does this house have a name?"

"Doctor Du never mentioned it."

Lan Changhua put down the disease record. "Classmate Zhu, can you leave this disease record with me for a while? I want to study it."

Zhu Minyan looked troubled but eventually told the truth. "Professor Lan, I brought the disease record back not because Mr. Zhang asked me to. Doctor Du said I need to continue taking medicine that will be prescribed by the hospital here. He said it’s best to bring the disease record, otherwise the doctors here might not prescribe the medicine for me. So, I still need this disease record."

Lan Changhua laughed. "Indeed. Given the medicine Doctor Du prescribed for you, no doctor would dare prescribe it without this disease record. The dosage is too heavy and the effects too potent! However, it’s fortunate that Doctor Du has already noted in the latter part that the prescription and dosage need to be changed, and they are to be gradually decreased, so there’s no need to worry too much. Rest assured, I just want to examine Doctor Du’s treatment process. When you need to get your medicine, just come to me, and I’ll prescribe it for you."

"Thank you, Professor Lan."

Du Heng, who was far away in the northwest mountain nest, had no idea that his treatment process would be appreciated by a certain old expert.

Now, he was being scolded by his Big brother Du Ping, his head hanging so low it almost touched the ground.

Du Ping’s anger surged as he looked at Du Heng, who had his head hanging low.

Since becoming the Dean of that blasted Health Clinic, Du Heng didn’t feel like he was making much more money, but his job was much busier than before. He was so busy he barely saw anyone and rarely made it home.

It’s one thing if you don’t come home yourself, but you and your girlfriend should be living together, building a life! Leaving your girlfriend alone at home like this while you’re nowhere to be seen—what’s the meaning of that?

Today, Du Ping finally got his chance. Wang Shuqiu had plans for the evening and wouldn’t be back; she had gone out with her younger brother. And Du Heng just happened to be at home resting.

"Xiao Heng, is there any truth left in your mouth? Can I still trust you?"

After scolding for a long time, Du Ping’s mouth was dry and he was tired. His anger had almost dissipated, and he finally began to talk calmly, but his attitude was still serious.

Du Heng looked up at his Big brother, pursed his lips, but still didn’t utter a word.

Seeing Du Heng like this, Du Ping’s anger flared up again. He trembled slightly, wanting to lash out, but he suppressed it. "Xiao Heng," he said, his voice still serious, "look, the room is being renovated now, and our family isn’t short of money. I think that girl, Xiao Qiu, is genuinely serious about building a life with you. You should take the initiative. Contact Xiao Qiu’s parents. We should all meet and settle your engagement."

He sighed. "If you think your Big brother is just a farmer and my presence would embarrass you when the parents meet, then I won’t go. But your marriage really should be settled."

These words made Du Heng’s heart ache. He quickly looked up and said, "How could you think that, Big brother? The eldest brother acts as the father. Of course, you have to be there when the parents meet!"

Hearing this, Du Ping’s voice rose again. "You want me to meet them? Then arrange it! Why aren’t you arranging for us to meet?"