Chapter 967: 234: The truth of the matter emerges, like stones revealed as the water recedes_2 Chapter 967: 234: The truth of the matter emerges, like stones revealed as the water recedes_2 All of this was very strange.

“Only if you’ve seen someone before, can you find them familiar, Mom, think carefully, have you met Jiu Wentang before?” Ni Yang continued to ask.

Ni Cuihua pinched her temples, “I can’t remember, and every time I start to think about these questions, my head throbs painfully, it’s really uncomfortable.”

Over the past few days, she still couldn’t recall where she had seen Jiu Wentang before, and her head was still aching terribly.

Ni Yang narrowed her eyes, “Let me take a look at you.”

Ni Yang reached out to take Ni Cuihua’s pulse. From the pulse, Ni Cuihua’s body didn’t show any abnormalities, but many issues couldn’t be detected by pulse diagnosis alone and required instrumental examination.

“Mom, how about we go to the Hospital for a CT scan? A headache is no trivial matter.”

CT machines were invented as far back as 1971, and it was now 1985, 14 years later. The CT technology in Beijing had matured considerably, it just wasn’t as advanced as in later years.

“Do we really need to go through all that?” Ni Cuihua said, “It’s just an occasional headache, not a persistent one.”

“Tingting, let’s go, health is not to be taken lightly,” Grandmother Shangguan said, “I will accompany you.”

Mrs. Zheng nodded in agreement, “Your mother-in-law is right, Tingting, I’ll also go with you.”

Ni Yang picked up the car keys from the coffee table, “Grandmas, no need for you to come, I can take my mom by myself. Hospitals are full of germs, and your immune systems aren’t as strong as young people’s. Besides, there’s not much help you can offer by going.”

Ni Yang was making sense, so the two seniors didn’t insist further.

Ni Yang drove Ni Cuihua to the Hospital.

No matter when, the Hospital was always overcrowded. After a long wait in line, it was finally Ni Cuihua’s turn.

After the CT scan, it took another hour to get the results, “The patient has a slight cranial hematoma, which is causing the occasional headaches, but the condition is not particularly severe. It can be treated with surgery or by using acupuncture to expel the hematoma.”

Ni Yang reached out to accept the CT report, “Thank you, Comrade Doctor.”

“You’re welcome, it’s what I should do.”

Cranial hematomas are usually caused by head injuries. Ni Cuihua had been beaten quite badly by Mu Jinbao back in Dam Village, and Mu Jinbao wasn’t known for holding back. Could it be a leftover injury from that time?

Fearing that Ni Cuihua might recall those unpleasant memories, Ni Yang refrained from asking further about the injury.

When the mother and daughter arrived home, Shangguan Dehui was holding car keys, ready to leave.

“Dehui, where are you going?” Ni Cuihua asked.

Shangguan Dehui was startled, “Daya, you’re back! I heard from Mom that you and Yangyang went to the Hospital, so I was preparing to go there to check on you. By the way, how did the check-up go? Everything okay?”

Ni Cuihua smiled and shook her head, “Nothing’s wrong.”

Shangguan Dehui looked at Ni Yang, “Yangyang, is your mom really okay?”

Ni Yang said, “There’s a slight cranial hematoma, but it’s not a major issue. A few acupuncture treatments will clear it up. Dad, you don’t need to worry.”

When Shangguan Dehui heard the words ‘cranial hematoma,’ his pupils shrank, “How can it be okay with a cranial hematoma? Yangyang, you better not be lying to me!”

Ni Yang said with a smile, “Dad, what are you thinking? How could I lie to you? It’s really no big deal!”

“Really no big deal?” Shangguan Dehui asked uncertainly.

Ni Yang nodded.

“That’s a relief,” Shangguan Dehui sighed and took Ni Cuihua’s handbag, “Let’s go inside.”

Grandmother Shangguan and Mrs. Zheng had already prepared the meal. Little Ni Yun was happily eating noodles while sitting on Grandmother Shangguan’s lap. When she saw Ni Cuihua and Ni Yang return, she rushed down from Grandmother Shangguan’s lap with delight, “Mommy! Sister!”

Duoduo mimicked her, flapping its wings and flying over, “Mommy! Sister!”

The image of the two was filled with love.

After dinner, Ni Yang performed acupuncture on Ni Cuihua.

Seeing the gold needles being inserted into Ni Cuihua’s head one by one, Shangguan Dehui nervously extended his hand in front of Ni Cuihua, “Daya, does it hurt? If it does, you can bite my hand.”

Ni Cuihua said with a smile, “It doesn’t hurt at all.” Not only did it not hurt, it was quite comfortable.

An acupuncture session lasted an hour, and by the time it was finished, it was already past eight in the evening.

That night, Ni Cuihua had a very strange dream.

It was fragmented.

In the dream, she was first a three or four-year-old child, then got separated from her mother. She walked for a long time and cried for a long time…