My Dragon Baby and Billionaire Husband

Chapter 871: Eternal Life Through Faith in Si Mingjing 2

Si Mingjing followed Aunt Ling on a tour of the jewelry company, looking through her mother’s belongings left behind.

The items were neither too many nor too few, with a large cardboard box. Si Mingjing found a sketchbook inside, flipping through it and seeing her mother’s last design sketch, which was for a baby.

President Ling poured her a cup of lemon grapefruit tea, placed it on the coffee table, and seeing her looking at the baby clothing design sketch, said, "At that time, your mother suddenly told me she wanted to design infant clothing. I was quite puzzled because she was clearly a jewelry designer. How could she suddenly be interested in clothing? Now I understand, she must have been pregnant then."

Si Mingjing picked up the lemon grapefruit tea from the table and took a small sip. She could imagine how much her mother cared for her during the pregnancy. Although there was no blood relation, her mother’s love made her feel warm as if soaking in a hot spring.

"President." Someone knocked on the office door, pushed open the glass door, and stood at the entrance shouting, "The meeting is about to start."

President Ling patted Si Mingjing on the shoulder, saying, "You stay in my office and take your time. I’ll go to a meeting, and after it ends, we’ll find a restaurant and have a meal together. Auntie will treat you."

Si Mingjing nodded, "Auntie, you go ahead."

She was left alone in President Ling’s office, sorting through her mother’s old belongings. Holding each item in her hand, she gently stroked them, her mind filled with memories of her mother treating life on Earth as a lullaby told to her in her childhood.

Remembering those bedtime stories, looking at her mother’s belongings, she could imagine how carefree and energetic her mother’s life on Earth was. Unfortunately, it all fell apart because of giving birth to her.

Si Mingjing felt guilty inside.

If it weren’t for her needing to be born into her mother’s womb, her other "mother" wouldn’t have orchestrated everything, making the Song Family a pawn that led to her mother’s death. She owed her mother so much...

At this moment, someone pushed the door open and came in.

Song Yuan approached her, reporting, "Your Majesty, Professor Ye called, saying she is willing to share the national parenting plan’s technology, provided you can save Grandma Chen."

Doctor Chang did not randomly give Si Mingjing’s number to Mrs. Chen and only mentioned the landline at the Ye Family’s villa.

The butler received the call and informed Song Yuan, who then made another call to convey this matter.

As expected, Si Mingjing was not surprised.

She said, "Tell Professor Ye, I agree."

Then, she walked to President Lin’s desk, found a blank A4 sheet, wrote a prescription, and handed it to Song Yuan, "Take this to the hospital and give it to Professor Ye. I’ve detailed how to use the medication."

Song Yuan, holding the prescription, questioned, "Your Majesty, you’ve never felt Grandma Chen’s pulse..."

"I’ve been to the hospital these days and have figured it out. This prescription is enough to save Grandma Chen. If you go to the hospital and she doesn’t believe it, let her consult another specialist."

Song Yuan nodded, "Yes, Your Majesty."

An hour later, Song Yuan drove to the hospital and handed the prescription to Professor Ye.

Professor Ye and Mrs. Chen, along with her daughter-in-law, glanced towards the door of the ward several times, confirming that there was just one guard, left disappointed.

Mrs. Chen said: "Is it just a prescription? Miss Si doesn’t need to come and feel my mother-in-law’s pulse? She doesn’t need to administer acupuncture to my mother-in-law?"

Grandma Chen felt her heart sink: "Is Miss Si still unwilling to forgive an old woman like me? I’m willing to apologize to her in person..."

Professor Ye, frowning, said, "I’ve already agreed to share the national parenting plan, and Si Mingjing treats us like this?"

Song Yuan had anticipated that they would misunderstand, thinking Her Majesty was just perfunctory. Therefore, before leaving, he asked Her Majesty specifically about it. Understanding in his heart, he just responded to the Chen family’s questioning with a faint smile.

The smile carried a hint of irony.

Professor Ye, frowning, asked, "Why are you smiling?"

Song Yuan’s hands were leisurely placed in his pants pockets, looking at the furious Chen family, and said, "Initially, my master came to treat the old lady out of goodwill, but she regarded that goodwill as a donkey’s liver and lungs. It seems like they want to make the same mistake."

Professor Ye couldn’t keep her face, and honestly said, "Indeed, Miss Si didn’t come to feel my sister-in-law’s pulse. She prescribed a medication without even seeing the illness. We are not possessing small-minded intentions against noble intentions. Making patients feel secure should be a doctor’s must-acquire skill."

Song Yuan sternly said, "Grandma Chen’s medical records are with Doctor Chang. It isn’t difficult for my master to review them. Moreover, my master visits the hospital daily, and diagnosing doesn’t necessarily require taking the pulse. My master can deduce numerous diagnoses and causes by looking at appearances. Do I need to explain further? If you have doubts about this prescription, then consult someone more skilled."

Song Yuan explained in detail; if even such words couldn’t reassure the patients, it can only indicate...

Song Yuan recalled what Her Majesty once said: "There must be a bond between a patient and a doctor."

"The prescription has been delivered. Goodbye."

Song Yuan didn’t want to waste more words. With the message conveyed, he turned and left.

Grandma Chen lay restlessly on the hospital bed, asking Professor Ye, "Sister-in-law, what should we do now?"

Professor Ye thought about Song Yuan’s words, saying, "Don’t rush, I believe what he says isn’t entirely baseless. Perhaps Miss Si has already checked your medical records with Doctor Chang, understanding how to treat you properly. Why don’t you first try this prescription? If it were a random prescription that worsens your condition, it would ruin her reputation. She shouldn’t damage her own name."

Grandma Chen was calmed and urged, "Lilin, hurry and fetch the medicine. I want to drink Miss Si’s prescribed medicine."

Mrs. Chen said, "Alright, mom, I’ll go get the medicine right now."

Professor Ye handed her the prescription.

After Mrs. Chen left, other patients in the ward also advised, "Yes, you must trust Miss Si. Remember the lady in bed 45, Liang? Her son didn’t believe in Miss Si, forcing her to sign a waiver, but see, she recovered and got discharged. Trusting Miss Si brings eternal life!"

"I also wish Miss Si could check me out. Maybe taking her medicine, I could recover a bit quicker. I envy you for getting Miss Si’s prescription, but alas, her consultation fees are too expensive for us."

Since Mrs. Liang received free treatment, every patient on that entire floor wants to seek Miss Si for medical help, but all are blocked by her guard, just like that handsome young man earlier.

The handsome young man said, treating is possible with a consultation fee starting at one hundred thousand. Those who can accept it can register with him.

Who can afford that?

These poor people should honestly continue with Western medicine.

Grandma Chen heard what her wardmates said, reassuring her, longing to take the medicine right away.