After transmigrating into the body of the female supporting character's biological mother, she

"Huh...?" Ye Congshan snapped out of his daze. "That's not what I meant."

Chang San let out a breath.

He has been through a lot over the years, and the last thing he wants to run into are people from his past.

It's not about saving face, but about wanting to live a more peaceful life.

Chang San discovered long ago that the closer you were to someone, the more likely they were to betray you.

Strangers might simply ignore you, but acquaintances might vent their pent-up malice on you.

Previously, the jealousy and resentment that I dared not express due to my status have finally found an opportunity to vent my anger.

Chang San had seen it all before and just wanted to live a peaceful life.

So when Ye Congshan stopped him, he subconsciously described himself as even more miserable, even though the reality wasn't much better.

Upon hearing Ye Congshan's words, he realized that the person in front of him was not like the "old acquaintances" he had encountered before.

"Director Ye, Dean Liu has checked all my medical records, so you can rest assured."

Chang San didn't know how Dean Liu found him.

He immediately admitted the issue of ingredients.

Dean Liu was also very frank, saying that he had already investigated him thoroughly.

Chang San didn't feel offended; instead, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He stayed in the well for a long time, and when he saw people above him, he thought they were there to smash rocks.

Dean Liu suddenly handed him a rope. Chang San hesitated for a moment, but thinking of his wife and children, he mustered up the courage to accept the job.

Ye Congshan nodded. "Don't worry, our military region doesn't do those things. I'll also keep your identity a secret."

"Thank you." Chang San's lips moved, uttering two words.

"Um..." After hearing his story, Ye Congshan felt a little uncomfortable, but still told Chang San, "In the future, if you can avoid interfering with Dr. Lin's patients, then don't. She knows what she's doing."

Ye Congshan was an honest man.

Although he was the head of the department and also the oldest, he never put on airs.

Knowing that Lin Zhilan was a better doctor than him, Ye Congshan always humbly sought her advice.

He was responsible for carrying out Corey's various affairs, but Lin Zhilan made most of the decisions.

This is also why Lin Zhilan is able to stay so comfortably in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Moreover, according to Ye Congshan, once he retires, Lin Zhilan will definitely become the head of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Chang San will definitely not benefit from going against Lin Zhilan.

Besides, Chang San didn't do it right this time either, did he?

"I see……"

Chang San placed his hands on his knees, his trousers already crumpled from being squeezed.

He acted impulsively today. He had tried countless methods to address this aftereffect, but none of them worked.

Chang San was in despair.

Perhaps more than anything, he was called a child prodigy from a young age and was regarded by his grandfather as the successor to the Shen family business. Although life had worn him down, the pride in his bones had not been extinguished.

He was arrogant, so he looked down on others.

Especially with this disease, he felt he had exhausted all methods and no one understood it better than him.

So when I first arrived, I heard about this patient.

Chang San read Liu Feng's medical records several times.

The golden period for recovery from polio sequelae is within six months of onset, and the critical recovery period is within one year of onset.

Even if we extend the timeframe further, it should still be within two years.

After more than two years, irreversible contractures will form in the muscles and joints, and skeletal deformities will also occur.

Liu Feng fell ill at age 11 and is now 17.

Six years.

Chang San insisted on giving his daughter extensive rehabilitation training and brace intervention, including acupuncture and massage. His daughter did not miss a single day, but now she can only have partial limb movement function.

She always dragged one leg when she walked, and the other children would laugh at her.

Now my daughter stays at home and refuses to go out to play.

He took such good care of his daughter, even during her most critical recovery period, and this is how it all turned out.

After six years, Chang San found it hard to believe that such a young doctor could make such a significant improvement in patients' conditions.

Chang San is both a doctor and a patient's family member.

He understood that giving a patient false hope was tantamount to stabbing him again with a knife.

Before he came, he had told himself to keep a low profile.

But when he encountered this patient, he still acted impulsively.

"I will apologize to Dr. Lin tomorrow," Chang San said, bowing his head.

Chang San's daughter is still young, and he only hopes to save more money for her so that she can live a better life after he and his wife pass away.

He shouldn't have gotten into trouble.

Ye Congshan stood up, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Go back early. Be respectful to Dr. Lin. You might need her help sometime in the future."

Chang San looked at him with some surprise.

He's new here and doesn't know the situation yet.

Lin Zhilan and the other two doctors all looked too young.

However, Ye Congshan's attitude towards that Doctor Lin was somewhat excessively respectful.

Before he could figure it out, Ye Congshan had already left the office, reminding him to close the door properly.

Chang San glanced at the clock, then immediately got up and ran home.

The next day when Lin Zhilan arrived at her department, she found an extra book on her desk.

It was a handwritten copy of "Acupuncture Records for Infantile Paralysis," the paper was yellowed and the corners were curled up, clearly indicating that it had been read many times.

There was also a note on the book, with neat handwriting that read:

Dr. Lin, I misspoke yesterday, I apologize.

Chang San.

"Master, what's this?" Lin Zijun asked, leaning closer.

"Dr. Chang's apology letter." Lin Zhilan picked up the book and flipped through it, gradually becoming engrossed.

"Master, throw the thing back at him, and we'll turn against him!"

"Um……"

Lin Zijun, seeing his master clinging to the book and refusing to let go, was utterly exasperated. "Master, you have to be more assertive! You can't just forgive him like this!"

"Okay," Lin Zhilan said absentmindedly, "I'll turn against him after I've finished reading it."

Lin Zijun was heartbroken.

Eat people with short mouths, and take people softly.

If you've already read the book, it won't be fair if you turn against them later.

Qin Qing wasn't as emotional as Lin Zijun. She stood bent over next to Lin Zhilan and asked, "Master, can I take a look later too?"

"Okay." Lin Zhilan finally came to her senses, glanced at Lin Zijun, and said, "Our Qin Qing is the smart one. She takes whatever is available first and doesn't want to be taken advantage of."

If Changshan were to casually apologize to himself today...

Lin Zhilan wouldn't give her a single word.

But...

Lin Zhilan had never read this book before, but she was eager to read it. She originally wanted to hold on for a while, but the more she read, the more reluctant she was to put it down.

Lin Zhilan teased him, but Lin Zijun wasn't angry. He just smiled and said, "Then I'll watch it later too, so as not to waste it."

The three of them, master and disciples, had certainly developed thick skin.

In the morning, patients began to come in for a check-up one after another.

They brought in a new doctor, but wouldn't let him see the patient; they insisted on seeing Lin Zhilan instead.