"Look at my memory," Zhou Yi patted her forehead, then pulled open a drawer and took out a dark green box.
"Xiao Fan, when I asked the proxy shopper to buy cosmetics in Hong Kong, they also bought a watch for you. You weren't here the day before yesterday, so I kept it with me."
As she spoke, Zhou Yi had already opened the box and taken out a delicate watch with a crown emblem.
This was the most expensive gold watch in the Rolex Pearlmaster series, costing over three million six hundred thousand yuan!
In addition to the gold used for the dial, the lugs were also inlaid with two diamonds for embellishment.
"Here, try it on."
Zhou Yi held the watch in one hand and grabbed Lin Fan's wrist with the other.
"Sister Zhou, it's not necessary. I don't have the habit of wearing a watch," Lin Fan refused.
Although he didn't know the value of the watch, he knew that Zhou Yi had always been generous with him and wouldn't buy him anything cheap.
Moreover, he wasn't confident. What if he couldn't cure the patient?
"This watch is to celebrate your success and that you've found a good teacher."
Zhou Yi insisted on holding his wrist and fastened the watch.
"Indeed, how can a man not have his own watch? Xiao Fan, look how well it suits you."
Zhou Yi swung his wrist back and forth, her face showing a look of satisfaction.
Lin Fan could only laugh wryly.
The golden compass he had received last time had already been secretly melted down and turned into jewelry.
It seemed that watches were not as easy to sell.
After chatting for a while, Zhou Yi soon received a phone call.
"Xiao Fan, let's go," Zhou Yi said, already standing up.
Lin Fan also put on his medicine box and they walked out together.
"Don't be nervous. Whether it succeeds or not, I don't care that much."
"I'll do my best. If it's truly impossible, I'll be upfront about it."
Lin Fan knew that if Zhou Yi didn't care, she wouldn't have gone to such lengths.
He had already decided to use all his skills and efforts to cure that mental patient.
The two quickly went downstairs and arrived at the parking lot.
"Boss, the car is ready," the driver said, leading them to an ordinary sedan.
"Huh?" Lin Fan was puzzled.
Although he didn't understand cars, he had seen some luxury cars and had some judgment.
The car in front of him was definitely not expensive, probably less than two hundred thousand yuan.
"Li Jian is new in office and is mindful of his reputation. Let's take this car," Zhou Yi explained.
...
Half an hour later.
The sedan stopped in an old residential area in the southern part of the city.
Lin Fan pushed open the door and got out, looking up.
He vaguely remembered coming here when he was a child. This neighborhood already existed then.
Li Jian is already the director, why does he still live in a place like this?
With a sense of doubt, Lin Fan followed Zhou Yi and walked through the aged archway.
*Knock, knock, knock!*
At a very ordinary residence on the second floor, east side, the bejeweled Zhou Yi knocked on the security door.
"Who is it?" a middle-aged man's voice came from inside.
He opened the door, first saw Zhou Yi, and then his gaze shifted to Lin Fan.
"Director Li, this is the famous physician Lin Fan. Don't let his young age fool you, he comes from a genuine traditional Chinese medicine family..."
As Zhou Yi was speaking, a terrifying scream suddenly came from inside: "Ah~#￥amp;*..."
No one understood what he was yelling.
Li Jian's face changed, and he said anxiously, "Come in quickly."
He glanced outside a few times, making sure no neighbors had heard, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
As soon as they entered, the smell that assailed them made Zhou Yi stumble a few steps.
She raised her hand, then quickly lowered it, feigning nonchalance as she walked further in, though her complexion was a bit unnatural.
Lin Fan had dealt with many patients, and some elderly people who were not cared for had even stronger odors.
How to describe this smell?
It was like socks worn for a week, fermented in a washing machine in hot weather for half a month, making one feel nauseous.
Lin Fan looked around at the old furnishings in the living room, momentarily stunned.
After all, he had been a deputy director before.
Even if he was ostracized at work, he shouldn't have been left without a decent piece of furniture.
Yet, the reality was before him. His home situation was dire; one would believe he was living in poverty.
"We don't have many guests here, and I haven't tidied up. Please sit," Li Jian invited them to sit on the sofa.
"Dad, who's here?" a boy with round-rimmed glasses, who looked honest and dull, pushed open the bedroom door and peeked out.
"It's none of your business. Go back and do your homework," Li Jian waved his hand impatiently, seemingly not wanting his son to know anything.
"Oh." The young boy curiously glanced at Zhou Yi and Lin Fan, then gently closed the door.
"Ah~#￥%*amp;..." the terrifying sound came again, startling them both.
Li Jian was already accustomed to it. His son was also quiet and showed no reaction.
"My wife is like this now," Li Jian said with a distressed look, sighing, "Fortunately, our neighbors upstairs and downstairs have known us for years. Plus, I help them with chores and give them gifts during holidays, so they tolerate us continuing to live here."
"How long has your wife been like this?" Lin Fan asked.
"About ten years," Li Jian recalled. "She fell ill the year before I was transferred back to the municipal bureau. It was very sudden, with no prior signs. To be honest, I've visited major hospitals all over the country these past few years. I've bought countless imported medicines, but none of them worked."
"Sigh," he sighed deeply. "Perhaps, this is fate!"
Lin Fan stood up with his medicine box and smiled, "Although my medical skills are humble, there's a saying: 'The jade from other mountains can be used to polish our own.' Perhaps there's a solution."
Li Jian looked up at Lin Fan. "Dr. Lin, you were recommended by Chairman Zhou. I believe your medical skills are far from ordinary."
He gave a bitter smile. "Honestly, if it were just me, I wouldn't have agreed to anything she said. This is a matter of principle. However, I can't let the child be delayed."
He looked towards the bedroom. "I don't want our son to carry this burden forever because of this. My son is honest, introverted, and doesn't talk much, but he thinks a lot. He can't let go of the fact that his mother is ill..."
"Director Li, I've been with Sister Zhou for so long. I can't say how good she is, but I can say for sure that she is definitely not a bad person," Lin Fan said, patting his shoulder. "Director Li, don't have any psychological pressure. This is just a normal patient consultation. When I see patients in the village, I charge a few yuan or ten yuan, and at most one or two hundred yuan."
He took a few steps forward. "May I go and see the patient now?"
"Of course." Lin Fan's calm demeanor instantly gave Li Jian some confidence.
He stood up and walked to the side bedroom door, then turned back and said, "My wife's condition is not good, so..."