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

Chang San was somewhat troubled.

Dean Liu called him over because the Traditional Chinese Medicine department was short-staffed.

If he's useless, he'll lose his job.

However, he wasn't good with words and didn't know how to persuade the patient.

Just as they were arguing, Lin Zhilan came out from the side after washing her hands.

The patient immediately said, "Dr. Lin, come quickly! I'm here specifically to see you, I don't need anyone else."

Chang San swallowed hard, cold sweat beading on his forehead from nervousness.

I dare not look into Lin Zhilan's eyes.

"Aren't you all coming to see me? Aren't you afraid of exhausting me?" Lin Zhilan's voice came from behind. "Dr. Chang is sitting here, which means he's qualified. Don't make a scene in the Traditional Chinese Medicine department."

"Can I still book an appointment with you in the future?"

The registration fee is one cent, but many people don't bother to register and just come directly to the Traditional Chinese Medicine department to find someone, thus saving that one cent.

Now that there are more patients in the TCM department, we also have to register and be triaged.

These patients had never even heard of Chang San; they only wanted to see Lin Zhilan.

Lin Zhilan smiled and said, "I'm busy, so I'm not always here. Why don't you book an appointment with Dr. Chang first? If he can't cure you, then you can come to me, okay?"

Some people said yes, while others hurriedly asked if they would have to pay the one-cent registration fee again if they needed to see her again.

The abnormality is that these patients still trust Dr. Lin the most.

"Dr. Lin, I heard the pharmaceutical factory is hiring again this year. Are you busy with that?"

Someone suddenly asked a question.

The patients sitting on the chairs outside the Traditional Chinese Medicine department suddenly started talking amongst themselves.

It is clear that people are most concerned about work.

Lin Zhilan clapped her hands, signaling everyone to be quiet. "I've said before that I don't care about or understand the work at the pharmaceutical factory; I have other things to do. Are you here today to chat or to see a doctor?"

"Hey, he ...

"Those who are here for medical treatment should stop wasting time. Who is Chen Tao? Come with me."

After calling out the number, Lin Zhilan walked to her seat.

Chang San wanted to thank him, but found that Lin Zhilan didn't even look at him.

Lin Zijun, who was following behind Doctor Lin, did look at him, but his gaze wasn't very good.

Chang San habitually pinched his palm, silently sat back down, and began to examine the patient.

It doesn't really matter. He's here to work, and he doesn't necessarily have to get along well with his colleagues.

Chang San began to settle down in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

During this time, Dean Liu asked Lin Zhilan for her opinion. Lin Zhilan did not try to discredit him, but simply told the truth.

"His medical skills are alright, but his personality isn't the best, though it doesn't affect his ability to treat patients."

Dean Liu joked, "How could someone's personality be worse than yours? I've received quite a few suggestions about you."

Especially when she's busy, Lin Zhilan's attitude can become quite fierce.

Some patients talk in circles. If you ask them when they started feeling unwell, they can start from when they fell down when they were three years old.

Lin Zhilan was anxious, and her words inevitably became a bit harsh.

These people will then file complaints, nothing else, mainly saying that she has a bad attitude towards patients.

Fortunately, Dean Liu was on her side and reminded her once or twice, and then the matter was dropped.

"I don't like hearing that. Who said I have a bad personality? I want to confront him face to face," Lin Zhilan said, feigning anger.

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about that," Dean Liu gestured with his chin towards the door, "So, I'll keep Dr. Chang here?"

"Can I make that decision?"

"Yes," Dean Liu said. "If you say no, I'll replace you immediately, but you'll need some time to find someone."

Lin Zhilan pointed to the old book on the table with her finger and said casually, "Forget it, this will do. I'm too lazy to look for anything else."

"Okay, then let me know anytime if you have any questions."

"Okay, thank you, Dean."

Dean Liu waved his hand and went to talk to Chang San.

When Chang San heard that he could stay, he was completely stunned.

"Thank you, Dean. I will definitely work hard."

Dean Liu nodded, "I will take care of your food and oil supply. In the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, you just need to cooperate well with Dr. Lin's work."

"Okay." Chang San no longer showed any surprise.

Compared to others, Chang San is becoming increasingly curious about Lin Zhilan.

At noon, Aunt Yu brought lunch to Lin Zhilan and Liu Feng.

With Aunt Yu around and her parents-in-law helping to take care of the children, Lin Zhilan doesn't need to go home for lunch anymore.

"Sis, dinner's ready."

Liu Feng came out, leaning on his cane, and called to her.

Lin Zhilan didn't even turn her head. "Wait until I finish writing this, then you guys eat first."

"Oh." Liu Feng returned to the ward, leaning on his crutches.

Aunt Yu opened the lunchbox, placed it on the small table beside her, and frowned at her son, saying, "Why are you calling me 'sister' again? Didn't I tell you to call me 'Dr. Lin'?"

Lin Zhilan calls her "Sister-in-law Yu," while Liu Feng calls her "Sister," making the generational order all messed up.

Liu Feng smiled and said, "My sister told me to call her that, it's fine."

Liu Feng couldn't bring himself to call her "Auntie" when he saw her face.

Calling him "Dr. Lin" didn't feel quite intimate to Liu Feng.

It's better to call her "sister," as it suits their age difference and also makes them seem closer.

After a while, Lin Zhilan came in to eat.

Aunt Yu handed her the clean chopsticks, saying, "Zhilan, the tall, thin old doctor in your department lives next door."

"Dr. Chang?"

There are only two "old" doctors in the department.

Ye Congshan is really old, but he is not tall and not thin either.

Tall and thin, Lin Zhilan could only think of Chang San.

Aunt Yu shook her head. "I don't even know his surname. But this whole family is strange."

Lin Zhilan didn't ask any more questions, but instead talked to Aunt Yu about Liu Feng's treatment plan.

"I don't understand what you're saying anyway, we'll just listen to you, you can do whatever you want. Don't put too much pressure on yourself, if it can't be cured, it can't be cured. If it weren't for this, Liu Feng and I might never have been able to come to the island."

The capital city is certainly a good place, but for Sister Yu and Liu Feng, being able to go out and see another side of the world is already a rare experience.

Liu Feng heard what Chang San said that day.

I told Aunt Yu about it when I got back.

It must be said that the mother and son were somewhat disheartened by Chang San's words.

But then I thought, things have already come to this point, it can't get any worse.

Moreover, being able to travel far away and see the sea made Aunt Yu and Liu Feng very satisfied.

Lin Zhilan swallowed the food in her mouth, raised an eyebrow and said, "You don't trust me that much? Just wait a couple of days, I'll show you."

Liu Feng grinned foolishly.

"I'm serious," Lin Zhilan said earnestly. "Once you can move this leg again, go beachcombing and collect spicy snails for me."

Aunt Yu and Liu Feng both smiled and nodded repeatedly.

Although I don't know if what she said is true, it makes me happy to hear it.

Lin Zhilan didn't lie to them.

Originally, Liu Feng's illness had a long course, and the treatment time would also be very long.

However, the book that Chang San gave her undoubtedly gave Lin Zhilan another kind of inspiration.

That book contains many acupuncture treatments, some of which Lin Zhilan had never seen before.

Lin Zhilan couldn't bear to return it.

Chang San didn't say anything, so she pretended not to know and waited until she had figured it out before speaking.

Chengzhou has to attend classes, so Linlin spends her afternoons learning calligraphy with her grandmother.

After getting off work, Lin Zhilan went to her in-laws' house to pick up her daughter.

As soon as she arrived at her in-laws' house, the scene before her made Lin Zhilan cover her face.