The president brought the third one to the top, and she gave him a big pussy

Thinking of what he said yesterday when he was drunk.

Sometimes what you say when you are drunk is the most truthful.

It is unexpected that a person like him could be so fragile and want to die.

"Gu Chiyan, listen to me, there is nothing you can't get over. If you die, you will have nothing!"

"I'm giving you an acupuncture injection now, so don't let your emotions fluctuate so much while thinking about random things!"

"If you die, everything you want and everything you have will vanish into thin air. That's when you'll really have nothing left!"

"Are you trying to comfort me?" Gu Chiyan looked at Lin Yang seriously with a painful look.

"Yeah." Lin Yang replied calmly.

"I want to live, I want to pursue you again..." Gu Chiyan said.

Lin Yang subconsciously wanted to refuse, but thinking of his unstable heart rate, she said tactfully, "Then you should live well first."

Help him to the sofa.

Lin Yang went to the medicine box and took out a silver needle to give acupuncture to Gu Chiyan.

"Just lie down first." Lin Yang took a blanket and covered him.

I looked at the time and it was almost seven o'clock.

She called Gu Xiaochuan.

"Gu Chiyan is sick, you come to Jinxiuyuan now to take care of him."

Gu Xiaochuan returned to the old house these days. He felt quite relaxed without being tortured by Gu Chiyan.

Hearing Lin Yang's words early in the morning, he asked in confusion, "Ah, my cousin is sick? If he's not dead, I don't need to take care of him. He's an adult, he doesn't need to be taken care of."

Besides, does taking care of him count as salary?

Lin Yang, "..."

"He's not in good health right now, you'd better come over." Lin Yang's tone at this moment was no longer a negotiation, but an order.

Gu Xiaochuan could clearly feel that Lin Yang was about to get angry, so he immediately said seriously, "I'm at the old house with grandpa now, I'll be there soon."

Only then did Lin Yang hang up the phone.

Gu Chiyan, who was lying on the sofa, looked at Lin Yang and said, "I'm fine. I don't need him to take care of me..."

Of course, it would be better if Lin Yang could stay and take care of him.

"You, shut up!" Lin Yang said unhappily.

Gu Chiyan, "..."

Lin Yang didn't care about Gu Chiyan anymore. She served herself some porridge and ate her breakfast first.

"Lin Yang, I'm hungry too."

Lin Yang looked over and said, "Wait ten minutes for the acupuncture to finish before eating."

Gu Chiyan stopped talking.

He really wanted to talk a few more words to Lin Yang.

However, he felt so tired after saying a few words now, so he thought it would be better not to say anything and just live a good life.

After eating, Lin Yang took out the silver needle from Gu Chiyan's body.

Gu Chiyan's heart, which had been aching so much that it was almost suffocating, felt better now.

Indeed, Lin Yang’s Chinese medicine skills are not bad.

If it were Western medicine, he would have to be rushed to the hospital immediately for emergency treatment and infusion. If the condition was serious, he might even need surgery.

He may not even be able to decide whether he can get off the operating table.

"I opened a clinic opposite the hospital." Before leaving, Lin Yang told Gu Chiyan what she was going to do. "The clinic is opening today. I'm going to the clinic."

"If you feel unwell, ask Gu Xiaochuan to take you to the hospital."

"I have already prepared the medicine for you. It is in the kitchen. You can take it yourself half an hour after you finish your meal."

"Your life is your own. If you don't want it, no one can save you." Lin Yang said seriously, "Also, I can save you temporarily, but I can't save you forever."

Gu Chiyan's eyes were deep. He didn't know how to respond to Lin Yang and chose to remain silent.

After saying this, Lin Yang left.

Tai Chi Medical Clinic.

When Lin Yang arrived at the clinic, Han Ziyu was already there.

Boss Qi has also arrived.

At this time, Han Ziyou had already started to boil the medicinal tea that Lin Yang had prepared yesterday.

"Lin Yang, you're here!" Han Ziyou looked up at Lin Yang and greeted him.

"Yeah." Lin Yang walked towards the consultation room and put on his white coat.

"Good morning, Doctor Lin." Boss Qi came forward happily. "The medicine you prescribed for me yesterday was so effective. I took the medicine and applied ointment on the painful area. The effect was so good that I felt like all the pain in my body was going to disappear."

"That's good."

"Is Chi Yan feeling better?" Han Ziyou asked about Gu Chi Yan's condition.

"It's okay. I've asked Gu Xiaochuan to take care of him. Don't worry."

"I see." Han Ziyou smiled. "The doctor said before that this guy wouldn't live past 20. Now he's doing well. I believe he will be fine."

Eight in the morning.

The hospital is already overcrowded.

But no one came into Lin Yang's clinic.

Some people just looked at the opening discounts outside, shook their heads, and left.

This decoration doesn't look like a normal Chinese medicine clinic at all, does it?

Besides, the doctors in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of the First Hospital are very good. I wouldn’t come here to see a traditional Chinese doctor.

These things like free medicinal tea are just scams, whoever falls into them will be fooled.

Two hours later...

Han Ziyu, who was not in a hurry originally, started to get anxious.

There are quite a lot of people seeing the doctor here, but not even one comes in to ask questions. How can Han Ziyu not be anxious?

Although he didn't advertise on the first day of opening so it was normal that there were few people, but it's been two hours and not even one person came in to ask about the business. Even if the business is bad, it can't be this bad!

"We're not going to close right after opening, are we?" Han Ziyou said to Lin Yang anxiously, "I'm going to go out and attract customers, I don't believe I won't be able to attract people in!"

Lin Yang stopped Han Ziyou and asked, "Do you know Chinese medicine?"

"Uh..." Han Ziyu shook his head awkwardly.

"That is, you don't even know Chinese medicine, how can you bring people in?" Lin Yang continued slowly, "Remember, this is a clinic, and the most taboo thing is to bring patients in for treatment."

"Besides, who wants to be sick?"

"Then, what should we do? Should we just wait here like this?" Han Ziyu is not a person who likes to sit and wait for death. He thought for a moment and immediately asked someone for help.

Originally, the clinic had no advertisements, and no one knew there was a clinic here, so he asked someone to advertise it and see if there were any suitable people who could come to the clinic to shoot a promotional video.

At this time, a man walked in.

Han Ziyu's face suddenly lit up with joy, he just felt that this person was so familiar.

Before he could remember who this person was, Lin Yang called him, "Vice Dean, you're here?"

"Doctor Lin." Fu Boming smiled bitterly and said, "I am no longer the vice president. You don't need to call me that in the future. Just call me Old Fu."

Han Ziyou suddenly remembered who the familiar middle-aged man in front of him was.

Oh! I was so happy for nothing. I thought a patient came to see me.

"Vice Dean." Han Ziyou stepped forward. "Why do you look so haggard? What do you mean you are not the Vice Dean?"

Suddenly, Han Ziyou thought of something, "You won't be fired so soon, right?"

Seeing Han Ziyou here, Fu Boming was also a little shocked, "Mr. Han, why are you here too?"

"This is the clinic that Lin Yang and I opened together. It opens today, so of course I have to be here."

Then he added, "Did that treacherous old man Fang Li really fire you?"

"It's okay. Come to our clinic and help us. You'll get paid. Let's take down the First Hospital."

Fu Boming, "..."

What! Han Ziyou also has a share in this clinic?

Not to mention that Han Ziyou came here to practice traditional Chinese medicine and wanted to bring down the First Hospital. This is just wishful thinking.

"I remember that Mr. Han studied Western medicine."