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It was exactly 2 PM.

The hospital's lunch break ended on time.

The outpatient department of Traditional Chinese Medicine has officially opened.

Lin Yuan tidied his appearance, changed into a clean white coat, and sat down at the consultation table.

After a midday rest, he was in good spirits and his mind was at peace.

The afternoon's clinic hours officially began.

The computer system automatically refreshed the page, displaying a list of all patients queuing for treatment that afternoon.

The serial number, name, symptoms, and department are all clearly displayed.

Lin Yuan adjusted his sitting posture, preparing to begin his afternoon of patient consultations.

The first person to be called in was a middle-aged man in his forties.

The man had just entered the consultation room when he exuded a strong sense of exhaustion.

He pressed his hand firmly against his upper abdomen, his face was sallow and dull, his eyes were bloodshot with fatigue, and he looked extremely haggard.

Before he even sat down, he couldn't help but sigh repeatedly, his face full of sorrow.

"Doctor, my stomach is really upset."

"I've been experiencing bloating, acid reflux, and heartburn on and off for almost half a month now."

"I've taken a lot of Western medicine and stomach medicine, and spent a lot of money, but I haven't gotten any better. On the contrary, the more medicine I take, the weaker I feel, and I have no energy at all."

The man's tone was full of helplessness, clearly indicating that he was on the verge of collapse from the torment of this strange illness.

Many Western doctors, based on his symptoms, uniformly diagnosed him with chronic gastritis.

The prescribed medications are all similar, treating the symptoms but not the root cause, and cannot cure the disease completely.

Lin Yuan remained calm and raised his hand.

"Extend your hand, let me take your pulse."

The man immediately extended his wrist.

Lin Yuan gently placed his fingertips on the pulse.

Just three seconds.

The pulse's strength, weakness, depth, and whether it is hot or cold are all readily apparent.

Lin Yuan instantly understood the root cause of the illness.

This is not ordinary chronic gastritis, nor is it a simple gastrointestinal injury.

Instead, it is caused by long-term emotional depression and suppressed worries, leading to stagnation of liver qi, which then attacks the stomach.

In addition, the accumulation of cold and dampness in the spleen and stomach, blockage of the middle jiao, and obstruction of qi flow will cause repeated bloating and acid reflux.

A typical case of illness caused by emotional factors.

This disease cannot be treated with medication alone.

If you don't resolve your inner conflicts and release your emotions, taking any amount of medicine will be in vain.

"Have you been under a lot of pressure lately, suffering from insomnia every night, and feeling anxious and irritable?" Lin Yuan asked casually.

The middle-aged man was stunned, his eyes wide with shock.

"Doctor, how...how did you know?!"

His business has been suffering losses recently, and he's facing a tight cash flow, causing him to lose clumps of hair from worry every day.

I was restless during the day and stayed awake all night, constantly in a state of extreme anxiety.

He had never discussed this inner turmoil with anyone in detail.

Unexpectedly, the doctor diagnosed everything just by taking my pulse.

Lin Yuan said calmly, "Liver qi stagnation, prolonged stagnation damages the spleen."

"You've been bottling up your emotions for too long, which has completely overwhelmed your spleen and stomach."

"Western medicine can only suppress surface inflammation; it cannot cure your underlying condition."

After saying that, Lin Yuan picked up a pen and wrote down a prescription in a smooth and flowing manner.

The prescription is not complicated, it does not contain expensive medicinal materials, and it does not require complicated acupuncture or physical therapy.

They are all the most common and ordinary herbs for soothing the liver, strengthening the spleen, removing dampness, and harmonizing the stomach.

He also added two mild sedative herbs to help the patient relieve depression and calm their mind.

"Take the medicine home and take it on time, eat three regular meals a day, and absolutely do not stay up late."

"Get angry less, stop dwelling on things, and relax your mind."

"The symptoms of acid reflux and bloating will basically disappear in three days, and will be completely cured in a week without recurrence."

Lin Yuan spoke with certainty, each word clear and distinct.

The middle-aged man, who had been filled with despair, felt a huge weight lifted from his heart after hearing these words.

The worry on his face vanished instantly. He thanked her repeatedly, took the prescription, and hurried off to pay and get his medicine.

The entire process, from receiving the patient, taking their pulse, diagnosing the illness, to prescribing medication, takes less than five minutes.

A stubborn chronic disease that Western medicine had been unable to cure was easily and completely resolved by Lin Yuan.

His medical skills were so superb that they completely overwhelmed all the ordinary doctors in the department.

The consultation room returned to silence.

Lin Yuan let out a soft breath, clicked the mouse lightly, and prepared to call the next patient.

My gaze casually swept across the list of patients on the computer screen.

The moment my gaze fell on the second name.

Lin Yuan's fingertips suddenly froze on the mouse, unable to move.

He sat frozen in the chair, his whole body jolted.

His pupils suddenly contracted, and a tremendous storm surged through his heart.

On the screen, two words were clearly printed: Gu Jia.

The two simple words, seemingly light and airy, struck Lin Yuan like a thunderclap, resounding deep within his mind.

To others, it's just an ordinary patient's name.

But for Lin Yuan, those two words carried the greatest regret of his past life.

In his past life, although he had achieved some success and his career was steadily rising, he came from a poor family and had little wealth. He stumbled along the way and suffered cold looks and ridicule.

Most people around me are opportunists and opportunists.

Only Gu Jia.

She was gentle and pure from beginning to end, treated him sincerely, and never abandoned him.

When he was at his lowest point, most pathetic, and looked down upon by everyone.

Gu Jia was there for him, encouraged him, and believed in him.

The two were of one mind, tender towards each other, and had already decided that they were meant for each other.

If it weren't for that sudden and horrific car accident.

If he hadn't died unexpectedly in his previous life.

According to the progress of their relationship.

Gu Jia will most likely become his wife.

They should have spent their lives together in peace and happiness.

But life is unpredictable, and fate plays tricks on us.

The sudden separation from him became Lin Yuan's greatest, most painful, and irreparable regret in his life.

After being reborn, he thought he would never encounter that name again, nor that person again.

But I never expected this!

Today, he is listed in the clinic where he sees patients.

He saw that name again, a name so familiar it was etched into his very being!

Lin Yuan's chest heaved violently twice.

A mix of bittersweet emotions—a blend of nostalgia and regret—surged wildly into my heart.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging memories of his past life in his mind.

Concealing the complex emotions surging in his eyes, he steadied his slightly trembling fingertips.

calm down!

It might not be her.

They just have the same name.

Lin Yuan kept reassuring himself.

He composed himself, regained his composure, and tried his best not to show any abnormality on his face.

Lin Yuan pressed the call button.

next second.

The door to the consultation room was gently pushed open.

A slender, graceful figure walked in slowly.

The girl wore a clean and elegant white short skirt, the hem of which was light and graceful, and her temperament was clean and gentle.

Her long, jet-black hair cascaded down her shoulders, her skin was fair, and her features were delicate and gentle.

The moment I saw that face clearly.

Lin Yuan froze, his expression suddenly changing drastically!

Body shape, eyebrows, facial features, temperament...

She looks exactly like the girl from his past life memories!

Absolutely perfect!

It's really her!

It really is Gu Jia!

The girl from his past life, gentle and pure, who loved him dearly but ultimately missed him, stood alive and well before him!

Lin Yuan's heart clenched tightly, his fingers clenched taut, and his palms became slightly sweaty.

Shock, elation, bittersweetness, heartache, guilt...

Countless emotions swirled wildly, assaulting his mind and nearly causing him to lose control.

After many days, I saw an old friend again.

The complex and varied feelings were hard to describe.

Gu Jia, however, was completely unaware of the turmoil raging within the young doctor's heart.

She walked quietly to the examination table and sat down.

Upon closer inspection, her condition was extremely poor.

His face was unnaturally pale, completely bloodless.

He had dark circles under his eyes, a clear sign of chronic sleep deprivation and restlessness.

She looked weak and tired, and extremely haggard.

For the past two weeks, she has been plagued by a strange illness.

I have nightmares every night before I fall asleep.

The dream was dark, chaotic, terrifying, and oppressive, waking me up in fright every time.

Every time I escape from a nightmare, I'm covered in cold sweat and my heart is pounding wildly.

After waking up, I was unable to fall back asleep.

Long-term restlessness day and night, severe sleep disorder.

This caused her to feel dazed, dizzy, and restless during the day, making it impossible for her to concentrate on anything.

She went to a Western hospital for a full set of examinations.

Blood tests, X-rays, and instrumental screenings all came back normal.

No organic lesions were found.

We've prescribed a lot of medicine, but it hasn't worked at all.

She only decided to try traditional Chinese medicine treatment when she couldn't take it anymore.

She had just randomly registered.

But when she saw the name of the attending physician—Lin Yuan.

She chose this number without hesitation, almost as if possessed.

I don't know why.

The name "Lin Yuan" has always held a special and inexplicable meaning for her.

It was as if an invisible thread was subtly binding her.

She herself couldn't explain the reason.

Gu Jia sat quietly, her eyes lowered, trying to calm her erratic breathing.

But she soon realized something was wrong.

From the moment she walked in until now.

The young doctor opposite her kept his eyes fixed on her face.

His eyes were deep, complex, and burning, yet tinged with an indescribable sadness.

It made her feel very uncomfortable.

Gu Jia frowned slightly, her eyes filled with confusion and doubt, and looked up at Lin Yuan.

Ask in a soft and gentle voice:

"Doctor, hello, what's the problem?"