Sent to the countryside, I turned the health center into a top-tier hospital.

Chen Ping turned and walked towards the consultation room, having wasted a lot of time because of the mother and daughter's antics.

But after taking only two steps, Chen Ping heard Wang Tao calling him.

"Master, it's past midnight, time for dinner..."

Wang Tao called out to Chen Ping from the corner of the cafeteria.

Chen Ping then realized it was already past midnight, so he turned around and headed towards the cafeteria.

The whole morning was wasted because of this mother and daughter.

Aunt Li had already served the food in the cafeteria. Today's dish was stewed cabbage with glass noodles, with a few slices of pork belly that were stewed until glistening with oil. There was also a plate of stir-fried green peppers and eggs and a dish of pickled radishes on the side.

"Master, I've prepared all the food for you, and the soup is ready too. I blew on it just now, so it shouldn't be hot anymore."

Wang Tao saw Chen Ping walk into the cafeteria and said with a fawning expression.

"Um!"

Chen Ping nodded, sat down, picked up his bowl, and took a mouthful of rice.

Li Fang was drinking her soup, but her mouth couldn't stop. She put her chopsticks down on the table and started talking: "That mother and son are really unreasonable! That old woman eats raw eggs one after another and says it's nutritious. I just want to ask her, is her son's brain the result of eating too many raw eggs?"

Liu Wei chuckled silently to himself, not daring to reply.

Wang Tao handed one of the broken steamed buns to Chen Ping, took one for himself, took a bite, chewed it a couple of times, swallowed, and said in a low voice, "Master, Sister Fang, let me tell you, I actually know that man. He's from the village of Da Liushu up ahead, his name is Liu Erzhu."

"He grew up without a father, and his mother doted on him, spoiling him rotten. Do you know what he was like as a child?"

"What's it like?" Li Fang pricked up her ears, her face full of curiosity.

Zhou Jie, who was holding a bowl, also stopped and listened attentively.

Sun Xiaoyan, as usual, didn't talk much, but her hand holding the food paused for a moment, indicating that she was listening.

Everyone quieted down, waiting for Wang Tao to reveal more.

"I heard that he was still breastfeeding his mother when he was seven or eight years old. Everyone in the village knew that he would follow his mother wherever she went, and you could hear him calling for his mother even through a wall. Later, when he grew up and got married, his mother insisted on living with him and watching over the young couple all day long."

Wang Tao said mysteriously.

Upon hearing this, Li Fang almost spat out the soup in her mouth. She quickly put down the bowl, patted her chest, and coughed twice. "Seven or eight years old still breastfeeding? That's not brain damage from eating raw eggs, it's from drinking too much breast milk."

"Wang Tao, don't talk nonsense. There's no such thing as a seven or eight-year-old drinking milk." Cui Ying didn't believe it at all.

"Master... Sister Cui Ying, don't disbelieve me, everyone in Daliushu Village knows, and the neighboring village knows too."

Wang Tao almost called out "Master's wife," but luckily he stopped in time, otherwise Cui Ying would probably have scolded him.

"I don't believe it either..." Zhou Jie shook her head at this moment.

"Ahem..." Wang Jianguo, who was usually quiet, suddenly coughed. "It's true. Wang Tao wasn't lying. Liu Erzhu was breastfed when he was seven or eight years old, and he was still sleeping in the same bed with his mother when he was over ten."

Wang Jianguo's words shocked everyone, their eyes widening in disbelief.

"What's so special about sharing a bed? I heard that Liu Erzhu got married and his mother often bathes and scrubs his back for him," Aunt Li, who had been standing nearby, chimed in.

"This is outrageous! It seems like my suggestion that he have his mother bear his child might actually be true!" Li Fang said, her face contorted with disgust.

"Is there really such a thing in the world? Could it be that Liu Erzhu really did have an affair with his mother...?" Sun Xiaoyan, who was not talkative, said with her big, curious eyes.

"Alright, alright, stop talking, it's getting more and more outrageous." Seeing this, Zhao Guosheng quickly spoke up to stop them, he was really afraid that if these people kept talking, they would bring up anything and everything.

"We can't interfere in other people's business. Dr. Chen has said what needed to be said and given all the necessary reminders. If they don't listen, that's their problem. We just need to do our own jobs well. Hurry up and eat, then take a nap. We have a bunch of patients waiting this afternoon."

Zhao Guosheng urged everyone to eat and told them not to talk.

Li Fang pursed her lips, finished the remaining half bowl of soup, and stood up to clear the dishes, but was stopped by Aunt Li, "I'll wash them, you go and rest."

Soon, everyone finished their meal and went to rest.

Just after 2 p.m., a young woman entered Chen Ping's clinic.

She looked to be in her early twenties, wearing a light gray thin jacket and with her hair tied in a low ponytail.

His complexion was not good, pale and somewhat grayish, his lips were also bloodless, and there was a layer of blue weariness under his eyes, as if he hadn't slept a full night for several days.

She was clutching a bulging brown paper bag in her hand, the edges of which were frayed, clearly indicating that she was someone who frequently visited the hospital.

She sat down opposite the examination table, placed the brown paper bag on the table, put her hands on the bag, and intertwined her ten fingers.

"Dr. Chen, I... I have a problem. I've been to many places but haven't been able to get better. I heard that you can treat all kinds of illnesses, so I thought I'd give it a try."

She spoke softly, with a weariness and caution born from repeated examinations and repeated failures to find the cause of her illness, as if she was afraid that if she spoke, she would be pushed away again.

Chen Ping put down his pen and leaned forward slightly. "Tell me what's wrong, where do you feel unwell?"

The girl took a deep breath, as if she had made a great decision before speaking: "Every time I get my period, I cough up blood. It's like... I cough a few times, and then the phlegm I spit out contains blood, sometimes more, sometimes less."

"Once my period ends, the hemoptysis stops, and I feel fine again. But it starts again the following month, and this has been going on for over a year."

Chen Ping twirled the pen between his fingers, not rushing to a conclusion.

He had seen similar cases, but not many. This kind of hemoptysis that is synchronized with the menstrual cycle has a special name in traditional Chinese medicine: "reverse menstruation" or "menstrual vomiting and nosebleeds." The root cause is not in the lungs, but in the Chong meridian.

Seeing that Chen Ping didn't speak, the girl added, "I went to the respiratory department of the city's People's Hospital and stayed there for half a month. They did all sorts of tests."

"I've had a CT scan, chest X-ray, bronchoscopy, and sputum culture done, but there's nothing wrong with my lungs. The doctor said it might be a vascular malformation and told me to go to the provincial hospital. I went to the provincial hospital, but they said they couldn't find any lesions in my lungs, so it wasn't a respiratory specialist's problem, and they told me to go to the gynecology department."

"The gynecologist checked my hormone levels and endometrium, but found nothing wrong. They said this situation is rare and suggested I get a menopause injection to stop my period, and the hemoptysis will stop naturally."

Her voice trailed off as she spoke, her eyes slightly reddening. "I'm not even married yet. If I take menopause injections and stop menstruating, how will I have children in the future? I don't want to take them, but I don't have any other choice..."