"What? Your dad woke up? Really? Did my dad really wake up?"
Although the middle-aged man was a scoundrel who even thought of using his father to blackmail He Lingxiu, that was when he believed his father was beyond saving. Now, hearing He Lingxiu exclaim that his father had awakened, he was overjoyed, pushing open the door and rushing in.
"Dad, you really woke up? This is great; you scared to death just now!"
The middle-aged man initially couldn't believe his father had truly awakened. But, when he opened the door and saw the old man's eyes open and his complexion significantly better than before, he was ecstatic.
"You... sigh!"
Ling Zhenfei was very annoyed with this guy and originally wanted to scold him out. But seeing the genuine joy on the man's face, it reminded him of his long-deceased parents. He couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness, shaking his head and sighing lightly.
"You unfilial brat, didn't you always wish for my death? Wouldn't it be easier for you if I was dead?"
Unexpectedly, Ling Zhenfei didn't scold the middle-aged man, but the old man did, his face full of anger, berating his son while trying to sit up.
Though the old man was previously unconscious, his mind was half-awake, clearly hearing the quarrel between his son, daughter-in-law, and He Lingxiu.
The old man understood it wasn't the doctor's fault and knew his son and daughter-in-law had ill intentions. Anger had built up in him long ago, and now that he was finally awake, he couldn't help but scold his useless son!
"Sir, you've just gotten better; you can't get up yet. Please lie back and rest!"
Seeing the old man breathing heavily, He Lingxiu was shocked and quickly grabbed a pillow, helping him to half-sit on the bed.
"Dad, don't get angry. Take care of your health."
The middle-aged man, scolded harshly by his father, didn't dare to argue, repeatedly admitting his mistake: "Dad, I was just anxious earlier. I didn't an it. After all, I'm your only son, right?"
"Pah! How dare you still call yourself my son!"
The old man, being very direct, scolded his son and said, "You beast! It's bad enough you wish for my death, but you even troubled Doctor He? Do you have any conscience? Raising a son like you is shaful..."
After scolding for a while, the old man started gasping, his face pale, chest heaving.
"Sir, please rest and don't get angry anymore!"
At this point, Ling Zhenfei no longer wanted to pursue the rudeness of the middle-aged couple. He coldly told the middle-aged man, "I'll prescribe a redy for you. Give it to the old man on ti, and he'll recover in a few days!"
"Uh... Thank you! Thank you so much, Divine Doctor! You really are a divine doctor!"
The middle-aged man, looking at Ling Zhenfei's expression, felt guilt and sha but mostly gratitude!
Although Ling Zhenfei had hit him earlier, making him lose face in front of people as a deputy court director, he ultimately saved his father's life. If he still held a grudge, he wouldn't be human!
Ling Zhenfei wrote a prescription in elegant calligraphy, handed it to the middle-aged man, and explained the dietary restrictions for the dication.
The middle-aged man nodded gratefully and was about to have his father carried to the car when Ling Zhenfei suddenly rembered sothing and called out to him.
"Divine Doctor... Is there sothing else? Oh, I get it!" The middle-aged man turned back, puzzled, then acted as if he had realized sothing, reaching for money to pay the consultation fee.
"That's not what I ant. The old man's consultation fee was paid last ti, so this ti it's not necessary."
Ling Zhenfei stopped him and suddenly frowned, raising the prescription He Lingxiu had previously given to the old man, saying to the middle-aged man, "Don't doubt it; this prescription was also right. If taken on ti, your father's condition wouldn't have worsened.
But now this result has occurred. I suspect your father might have taken sothing that clashed with the dicine, nullifying its effects and reversing the tonic into a weakening redy!"
"Ah? This... no, I don't think so!" Hearing Ling Zhenfei's question, both the old man and his son looked confused.
"Wait, I rember now! Last night, after taking the dicine, dad ate so cantaloupe. Could that be a problem?"
Just as the father and son were looking at each other, hesitant, the old man's daughter-in-law walked in, puzzled.
"Cantaloupe... Yeah, that's it!"
Hearing this, Ling Zhenfei's face lit up with realization. He nodded and said, "I already ntioned that the old man's body is weak and the prescription is a tonic; he can't eat cold foods.
Cantaloupe is a cold fruit, not suitable for people with cold constitutions. The old man ate it right after taking his dicine; naturally, the dicine clashed with the cantaloupe, reversing its effect and causing this dangerous situation!"
So that's it!
Everyone in the room understood after hearing Ling Zhenfei's explanation.
At this ti, He Lingxiu, full of sha, said, "Old Sir, Brother Afei, actually, it's my fault. I should have explained the dietary restrictions more explicitly to you. I only told him to eat light and easily digestible foods, but didn't ntion not eating cantaloupe. I'm really sorry!"
"No, no, Doctor He, it's my fault for not controlling my cravings. It's not your fault, not your fault at all!"
The old man smiled, shaking his head repeatedly at He Lingxiu. After sincerely thanking Ling Zhenfei and He Lingxiu, he left with his son and daughter-in-law.
The villagers outside, who had been watching the commotion, thought the dical dispute would be hard to resolve today. Unexpectedly, Ling Zhenfei stepped in and easily diffused the crisis.
He Lingxiu was the village's only doctor, and the villagers naturally didn't want anything to happen to her. They initially planned to diate but seeing the problem resolved, they relaxed and left the He family in threes and twos.
"Zhenfei, it's all thanks to you this ti; otherwise, we wouldn't have known how to handle the situation!"
After the crowd dispersed, Father He tightly grasped Ling Zhenfei's hand, expressing his deep gratitude.
"Uncle, don't say that. You and Axiu are my family. Your matters are my matters; I won't ignore them," Ling Zhenfei said, smiling and nodding at Father He.
Turning his head, he saw He Lingxiu, looking down and deep in thought. Ling Zhenfei seed to guess her thoughts, reached out to pat her shoulder, and comforted her, "Axiu, don't think too much. Today's issue wasn't your fault!"
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