Chapter 2469: Chapter 2470: Rely on the Old to Sell the Old

“The problem is, as the brother-in-law, if I don’t get my brother-in-law really drunk, wouldn’t that be embarrassing?”

“If you really start drinking with him, it might not even end by midnight.”

“Don’t worry, I know my limits.”

Wang Ying smiled and didn’t say anything more.

She knew Lin Yi’s capacity for alcohol, so she would just see how he would handle the situation.

Dang Dang Dang–

While they were talking, someone knocked on the door of the house.

Wang Guodong went to open the door and saw three people standing outside; it was a family of three.

The middle-aged couple was Wang Ying’s elder uncle and aunt, Wang Guoqiang and Zhang Yamei.

The young man at the door, younger than Wang Ying but older than Wang Lu, was named Wang Zicheng.

“Brother Cheng!”

Seeing Wang Zicheng, Wang Lu greeted him enthusiastically. It was clear that they had a good relationship.

“Wow, our Lulu has become a big star now, even starring in TV dramas,” Wang Zicheng joked:

“I’ve watched it, you performed really well, you’re definitely going to be famous.”

“Of course, I’m about to become famous,” declared Wang Lu arrogantly:

“You’d better fawn over me now, I’ll sign a few autographs for you, sell them and you’ll be rich in no time, hahaha…”

Lin Yi and Wang Ying didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, and there was nothing they could do about her.

Standing by, Wang Guoqiang gave a lukewarm laugh without showing much excitement.

It’s like this with people; you hope they do well, but you don’t want them doing better than you.

In the past, Wang Guoqiang’s family had the best conditions among all the siblings.

But now, both of Wang Ying’s daughters were doing well, with better conditions than his own family, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

“Come on in, don’t just stand there talking at the door.”

The family of three were welcomed inside. Seeing Lin Yi sitting in the room, they were somewhat surprised.

“Is this Yingying’s boyfriend?” asked Wang Guoqiang.

“Yes, yes, he just came in.”

Lin Yi stood up, nodded and greeted them.

Because of Lin Yi’s presence, everyone suddenly became more courteous, not as casual as they used to be.

“Young man, what do you do for a living?” asked Wang Guoqiang.

“I work at the sub-bureau, just keeping busy with various things,” Lin Yi responded with a smile.

“Uncle, Lin Bro is being modest; he is skilled in many areas–Traditional Chinese Medicine, Western medicine, racing, foreign languages–there’s nothing he can’t do,” said Wang Lu without any modesty, thinking that now was not the time to be humble.

“Can’t you be more low-key?” Wang Ying said speechlessly.

“But I’m not wrong, Lin Bro really can do anything.”

“Lulu’s right, having so many skills is not a burden; there’s no need to hide one’s light under a bushel,” said Wang Ying’s mother, Liu Lihua.

“If you say he knows Traditional Chinese Medicine, then he’s in the same field as his uncle,” remarked Wang Ying’s aunt, Zhang Yamei.

“Indeed,” Wang Guodong said: “It might be a good opportunity for an exchange.”

Wang Guoqiang looked at Lin Yi and said seriously:

“Young man, Traditional Chinese Medicine is profound and vast. You are still young. There’s a long journey ahead, and you must remain humble and eager to learn, or it will be difficult to achieve greatness.”

Facing Wang Guoqiang’s sermon, Lin Yi smiled and nodded without saying anything else.

He was here to accompany Wang Ying to a wedding, and no matter what, he had to give her face.

“Actually, Lin Bro’s techniques are pretty good.”

Wang Lu nudged Lin Yi with her shoulder and said:

“Lin Bro, my dad has been complaining about headaches recently. Could you take a look and see if there’s anything wrong so he can get medical attention if needed?”

“There’s nothing wrong with me; it’s just occasional headaches that go away after a while. Don’t make a mountain out of a molehill,” Wang Guodong said.

“It doesn’t hurt to take a look.” Liu Lihua said.

She didn’t treat Lin Yi as an outsider and wanted him to check on Wang Guodong.

“Uncle Wang, let me take your pulse.”

“Go ahead.”

Wang Guodong was not pretentious and extended his hand.

Wang Guoqiang sat on the side, eating while watching Lin Yi with a skeptical expression.

“How does it look?”

After Lin Yi released his hand, Wang Ying asked.

“Arterial blockage.”

“Arterial blockage?”

“It’s a type of brain thrombosis, a common disease in the elderly. Just take some Aspirin and eat less greasy food,” Lin Yi said:

“Find time to go to the hospital for a comprehensive examination, see if there are any new blockages. Take care of it quickly while there are no symptoms, don’t delay.”

In modern medicine, brain thrombosis is a disease with a very high mortality rate, and even if it’s not fatal, it can easily lead to a vegetative state.

Hearing Lin Yi say this, the Wang family members were a bit scared.

“Is it very serious?” Wang Ying asked worriedly.

“It hasn’t reached a very serious level yet, but it must be taken seriously.”

“Understood. I’ll take him for an examination when we have time.”

“I’ll take a look myself.”

Wang Guoqiang put down the orange he was holding, “These young people lack experience and tend to exaggerate when it comes to these things, no need to make a big fuss.”

After speaking, Wang Guoqiang placed his hand on Wang Guodong’s wrist, and after a few seconds, he said:

“It’s nothing serious, just high blood pressure. Just be sure not to stop taking your blood pressure medicine.”

“This…”

The two gave completely different opinions, which left the Wang family members unsure of what to do.

“Sister Ying, don’t worry about it, it’s not that serious,” Wang Zicheng said.

Wang Ying just smiled and nodded without taking Wang Guoqiang’s words to heart.

She was well aware of Lin Yi’s skills and made up her mind to take her father for a check-up after the wedding was over.

“Then I’ll just be more careful in the future.”

Wang Guodong did not distrust Lin Yi, but since the person speaking was his own older brother, he trusted him a little more.

“Dad, don’t take this lightly. Not only high blood pressure can cause headaches, other diseases might be possible,” Wang Lu said straightforwardly.

“Mom, didn’t you take dad for an examination before? Where are those X-rays? Bring them here for us to see,” she added.

“The examination was done half a year ago, does it make sense to look at them now?”

“If there’s a lesion, the X-rays from half a year ago would still show something,” Lin Yi said.

“Alright, alright, I’ll go look for them.”

Liu Lihua went back to her bedroom and soon came out with a white bag.

“These are the films taken at that time.”

Lin Yi took them and began to look closely.

Wang Guoqiang continued eating his orange, unconcerned.

Having practiced traditional medicine for so many years, he believed he could diagnose any ailment by feeling the pulse. How could he be wrong?

“The lesion is right here.”

Lin Yi pointed with his finger, “There are three spots in total, and it’s not that serious. I guess the doctor must have warned you about it.”

“They did seem to say that. They told us to exercise more, eat less greasy food, and prescribed some Aspirin. Since the doctor was quite calm about it, I didn’t consider it a serious illness,” Liu Lihua said.

Lin Yi nodded, then picked up the films to look at them again.

“It wasn’t serious at that time, but I reckon you didn’t take it seriously afterward. So now, it’s more serious than it was half a year ago. Find time to do another check-up,” he said.