The Comeback of the Cannon-Fodder Supporting Actress

Chapter 742 - 726: I Am Not a Slut 37 (January Monthly Ticket Bonus)

Jiang Anan was in a noticeably different mood when she returned home.

Her face bore a smiling expression.

Originally, Jiang Anan thought Zhou Chong was good in every aspect, she always felt she wasn’t worthy of him. Even when Zhou Chong’s mother made things difficult for her family, she still had a hard time letting go.

But when she actually saw Zhou Chong being all lovey-dovey with another girl behind her back, Jiang Anan felt pain, yet also a sense of relief.

Especially after she hit Zhou Chong, she felt like she had let go of everything.

She thought she must have been blind before, how could she have fallen for such an incapable, scumbag of a man. Zhou Chong didn’t even deserve to be hit by her.

Min Leshan also joined in the beating, which made her feel that all the fault lay with Zhou Chong, otherwise, why would Zhou Chong’s little disciple hate him so much?

In any case, Jiang Anan had thoroughly moved on.

She didn’t go to the bun shop and went straight home instead, and as soon as she got home, she fell asleep, completely knocked out.

Understandably, she hadn’t had a good night’s sleep in days, and had visibly lost a lot of weight. Now that she had let go of the burdens in her heart, of course, she deserved a good sleep.

When Mrs. Jiang came home, she saw Anning alone at home: "Where’s your sister?"

Anning pointed towards the bedroom: "She’s sleeping in there, she’s truly let it all go this time."

Mrs. Jiang was quite happy when she heard this: "It’s good to let go, good to let go. Your father and I have been so worried. We were afraid she might do something rash."

Speaking of the past few days, Mrs. Jiang also didn’t feel comfortable. She began to talk non-stop to Anning: "From now on, you girls must choose your friends wisely. Don’t end up with the likes of Zhou Chong who thinks he’s the king of the world without any real ability. Being with such a man would mean suffering for a lifetime. Thankfully, your older sister has seen the light; otherwise, we’d be worrying about her our whole lives."

Anning nodded: "I understand, everything Mom says is right."

Xiao Hua was lying in its cat bed, rolling its eyes.

Mrs. Jiang looked at the time and thought Jiang Anan might sleep for quite a while longer, so she grabbed Anning: "Let’s go, come with me to buy groceries, I’ll make something delicious for you tonight."

Anning took her coat and went out with Mrs. Jiang.

As they left the apartment building, they saw a black sedan parked outside. It was a nice car, costing at least a few hundred thousand. Mrs. Jiang was somewhat envious and took several glances at it.

The car door opened, and Liu Fang got out.

She saw Mrs. Jiang and Anning and greeted them with a smile: "Aunt Zhou, Anning, are you guys heading out?"

"Yes, just buying some groceries."

Anning also smiled.

The man in the driver’s seat got out, apparently wanting to say something to Liu Fang, but before he could, he saw Anning. That look totally dazzled the man.

He strode up to Anning, reaching out to shake her hand: "You must be Fangfang’s downstairs neighbor, right? Nice to meet you, I’ve heard Fangfang talk about you often. Since we’re all neighbors, do let me know if you need anything in the future, and otherwise..."

Anning didn’t extend her hand, politely smiling at the man: "We are in a hurry to cook, so I’ll be on my way."

Anning pulled Mrs. Jiang and left. This made Liu Fang so angry that she forcefully twisted the man’s arm: "What, is she that good-looking?"

The man hastily tried to appease her with an awkward smile: "No, no, you’re the prettiest. But she is quite attractive too, how come I’ve never seen her before? If only..."

"If only what?"

Liu Fang became even angrier, wishing she could knock the man senseless.

"If I had seen her before, I would have introduced her to someone. Do you know Young Master Chen? He’s been looking for a stunning girl all this time. Imagine if we could introduce her to Young Master Chen..."

Liu Fang’s eyes lit up upon hearing this, "Yeah, why didn’t I think of that? Anning may not excel in other areas, but her looks are really that of a foxy spirit. If this were in ancient times, she’d be a siren that brought disaster to a nation."

The man chuckled, his eyes darting around, clearly up to something.

When Anning and Mrs. Jiang arrived at the supermarket, Anning said to Mrs. Jiang, "No wonder my dad said Liu Fang’s partner is unreliable. Seeing him today, I reckon he really is bad news. Just at one glance, you can tell he’s no good, and Aunt Sun will surely get upset by following him around."

"Who cares about him? Your Aunt Sun is over the moon for him, and now Liu Fang acts all high and mighty, looking down on our neighbors here as if she herself is so prestigious."

Mrs. Jiang had nothing good to say when it came to Liu Fang and her daughter.

However, what made her most angry was Wu Fan’s attitude towards Anning. Clearly, he had his own ulterior motives. "Let me tell you, don’t be fooled by those rich second-generation kids. Our family doesn’t aspire to climb the social ladder. Your dad and I have never thought about marrying you into a wealthy family. Just finding someone who has a house and a car, who can lead a stable life, that’s enough."

Anning hurriedly replied, "Got it, got it."

Xiao Yuan had indeed been busy these past few days.

He had submitted his graduation thesis ahead of time and had completed his defense. The only thing left was to receive his diploma. There really wasn’t much left for him to do at the school.

He was preoccupied with matters at the hospital.

It was already winter, and the weather had been good consistently, with sunny days every day. But because of this, the climate felt particularly dry and cold.

The colder and snowless the weather, the more cases of colds and coughs there were.

Especially the elderly and children, such as the flu, bronchitis, and some children even getting pneumonia.

The elderly were somewhat better off since they were adults. They could take some medicine at home or, if that failed, receive IV fluids.

But it was different for children.

Especially the very young ones. For young children requiring hospitalization and IV therapy, it was not an easy task. They’d cry incessantly without much provocation, and finding veins on children is difficult. Their blood vessels are especially hard to locate, especially in babies only a few months old, who cannot have needles inserted in their hands. In many cases, veins could only be found on their heads.

Inserting needles on the head wasn’t an easy feat. If the first attempt failed to hit the vein, the parents would be so distressed they’d cry. And if a second attempt was needed, seeing the children cry like that, the parents would become reluctant to proceed.

But as reluctant as they were, the children still needed to see a doctor.

Initially, Xiao Yuan didn’t have many patients.

However, there happened to be an infant a few months old whose parents hadn’t noticed the fever early on. By the time the child arrived at the hospital, the fever was so high they were nearly delirious, and the doctors immediately wanted to insert a needle.

But the child was too young and somewhat dehydrated, which made the veins flat and difficult to find for needle insertion.

After the first unsuccessful attempt, the child’s parents were adamantly opposed to any further tries.

A nurse, not thinking much of it, suggested to them, "If it doesn’t work, you can go to the Traditional Chinese Medicine outpatient clinic. There’s a Dr. Xiao there who is a Medical Doctor and also the disciple of Mr. Lu. He’s very adept at medicine. Go and see if he has any other solutions, it may save the child from the needle and suffering."

The nurse had simply made a casual suggestion, but the family took it seriously and indeed brought the child to Xiao Yuan.

Seeing the child feverish to such an extent, Xiao Yuan let the family into the examination room, performed acupuncture and moxibustion on the disrobed child, then, considering how the little child couldn’t orally take medicine, prescribed a medicinal bath and additionally suggested daily massages.

After the acupuncture session, the child’s fever subsided. Following two days of medicinal baths and daily short massages, the child miraculously recovered.

The family lived in a community where several other families had young children as well, two of which were sick. After returning home, they told the two families about their experience, and without seeking a Western physician, they directly brought their children to Xiao Yuan.

And just like that, Xiao Yuan’s clinic became a gathering place for the elderly and children.

Xiao Yuan couldn’t possibly treat that many patients alone—even with eight hands, he couldn’t keep up. Fortunately, there were several experienced doctors in the Traditional Chinese Medicine department. Xiao Yuan standardized the medication dosages and massage techniques.

The precise amount of medication for the size of the patient and the specific massage techniques were all documented and taught to the other doctors.

With this system in place, the results were quite satisfactory.

Consequently, the previously rather quiet Traditional Chinese Medicine department was now bustling with patients every day, even attracting the attention of the hospital’s Dean. After learning everything was due to Xiao Yuan’s efforts, he personally called Mr. Lu to praise the disciple, affirming that Xiao Yuan had truly inherited Mr. Lu’s medical skill.