novelraw Chapter 261 - 249: Thank Goodness
Chapter 261 - 249: Thank Goodness
"It’s my fault you got sick, Dad didn’t take good care of you."
"Actually, I’ve always wanted to be a good child... I really didn’t mean to vomit, I just—" Teng Shuixian couldn’t describe the unbearable feeling inside her.
"I’ve always wanted to be a very good child, and I know that if Teng Daye’s daughter is said to have a mental illness, it would make people look down on you, but I can’t control it, Dad, I’m sorry..."
Teng Daye didn’t expect such a struggle within his daughter’s heart, he hugged her and patted her, "It’s okay, it’s okay, we’ll see the doctor together if you’re sick, Dad will definitely cure you."
"Admitting the illness, facing the illness, being willing to accompany, this is the best foundation for successful treatment, congratulations, you can start the next step of treatment."
Along with the professional calm voice, the Teng father and daughter looked over, Qian stood in front of their stand, extending a hand to Teng Daye.
"Let me formally introduce myself, I’m psychologist Chen Xiaoqian, do you want me to officially treat your daughter?"
"Did you arrange all of this in advance?" Teng Daye asked, Shuixian still crying in his arms.
"Yes, anorexia nervosa must be treated with the parent present, are you ready?"
Teng Shuixian and Teng Daye exchanged a glance, Shuixian nodded, and Teng Daye could only extend his hand.
"Please, Chen Xia—no, Mr. Chen."
"You need to have a session each week; both of you must be present. When there’s no session, Mr. Teng must accompany Shuixian for her three daily meals; she cannot eat alone. I’ll prescribe suitable medication for Shuixian as part of the treatment, and while the course may be quite lengthy, when she starts recovering, treatments will reduce to once a month until she’s fully recovered. Oh, and my fee, it’s 10,000 per hour externally."
Qian raised an eyebrow at Shuixian, causing her to burst into laughter.
"You’re even more of a merchant than my dad."
"No, I’m a doctor, not a merchant."
"A bit cheaper, okay?"
"Are you sure you want me to be cheaper? I’m a doctor with strong principles; my patients are either super wealthy who can afford anything or my friends. Which category are you?" Qian asked playfully.
Shuixian clearly understood; Qian was digging a hole for her again.
"Friends, of course." But this hole she was willing to jump into.
"Alright then, no charge, friends." Qian winked, and Shuixian stepped forward to hug her.
"Thank you, Qian."
Qian patted her.
Shuixian whispered in Qian’s ear, "Whenever my dad buys stocks or makes investments, I’ll send you a text."
Great, Qian’s smile grew wider, satisfied; she patted Shuixian’s back.
"Friends, all friends, of course, of course. You know my phone number."
This was worth far more than any treatment fee; friends, information and resources are truly priceless.
Teng Daye shook his head, "I get it now, you’ve tricked my daughter."
Qian looked up at him, "It seems you’re still owing me 80.5, Old Teng."
"Haha, I spoke wrong, you’ve tricked both of us."
But it’s a good trick.
Not far away, the sister-in-law was sitting in the car wiping away tears, this scene was too touching.
She turned around, seeing the brother thumping his chest.
All three kids in the back seat were fast asleep, tired from playing.
"Big Fox, what are you doing?"
"Thank heavens for the deal, my money, Qian did a great job!" Realizing his wife’s disdainful look, the brother cleared his throat, returning to a normal state.
"Of course, money isn’t as important as family. I promised Qian to accompany you for a week, so Madam, where would you like to travel? Your call."
"Virtue, merchant!"
Qian’s treatment had a particularly good effect.
Because the early groundwork was laid well, after only two therapy sessions with Teng Shuixian, she could start eating small amounts, and her vomiting incidents were increasingly reduced.
From vomiting once a day at first, to later only feeling nauseous once every three days, within just one week, she wasn’t vomiting anymore.
The brother smoothly signed the deal, Jia Xiufang also started organizing a team, preparing for the recycling construction material work for post-Lunar New Year demolition, everyone was busily engaged in their own positions with great interest.
Only Qian felt increasingly stifled and irritable.
One reason was her period was approaching, habitually causing pre-menstrual blues.
Another reason was that there was no news from Yu Minglang, and during this time Qian happened to catch a bad cold.
She had been receiving IV drips for three consecutive days, yet still felt drowsy, so much so that when Teng Shuixian came to find Qian, she was shocked to see the once bright-eyed Qian now resembling a listless panda.
"My great doctor, it’s only been three days since we last met, tell me, in these three days, what happened to you, have you caught anorexia?" Teng Shuixian pinched Qian’s thin face.
The cold left Qian without appetite, without appetite resulted in lack of energy, Qian healed others’ anorexia so well, yet couldn’t cure her own sleepy brain.
Pulling out some tissues from her pocket, she blew her nose forcefully, leaving Teng Shuixian amazed.
"Turns out you can also be so crude!"
She had thought Qian was always calm and elegant, possessing an unbeatable psychological strength, even when facing vast sums like her dad’s, Qian had the confidence to confront directly, now when she saw Teng Daye she still casually called him Old Teng, Old Teng didn’t dare have any temper.
Qian said with a thick nasal tone, "I’m not a god, try blowing my nose elegantly for me."
Her cold had a characteristic, when almost cured, she had a lot of snot, and when she used up an entire roll of tissue, the cold was roughly healed.
The mischievous Chen Zilong recently gave Qian a nickname, Little Snot Jar, then was chased by Qian downstairs with a feather duster.
"Aw, poor little fellow, shall I take you out for a meal?"
"I won’t go, you’re recovering from anorexia inviting me, certainly no good intention." Though Qian’s cold affected her brain’s reaction speed, she wasn’t foolish.
"Don’t be like that, we’re friends, come with me!" Teng Shuixian clung to Qian’s hand.
Qian shook off her hand, "Who’s your friend, I’m a doctor, dear patient, your next treatment session isn’t due yet, see you then, also, don’t get too close to me, our relationship shouldn’t be too good, it affects the treatment outcome, I’m going back to bed, oh, I’m so dizzy."
Unable to get her way, Shuixian hurriedly pulled at her hand, "Qian, you have to help me, you’re my only friend! How would I go on my own? Just accompany me as a formality."
"Teng Shuixian, do you know we have a dialect up north? It’s said about a person, learning good is hard, learning bad happens fast, that’s you! When I first met you, you were also decent-looking and righteous, the socialist successor, how has it been just a few days, and you’re dragging a sick me to accompany you in boring activities like blind dates? Where’s your conscience, where’s your integrity?"