radicalducati Chapter 415 Elder Dan's Gift of Medicine
Chapter 415 Elder Dan's Gift of Medicine
Lin Yan's words plunged Tang Liuqian into an icy abyss, yet he managed to grasp a rope called "hope" on the edge of despair.
He forced himself to calm down quickly, knowing that any unusual panic at this moment might alert Xi En, which would be worse.
He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, trying to restore his facial expression to normal, but the shock and worry deep in his eyes could not be completely concealed.
"I understand, Xiao Yan. I'll do whatever you say." His voice was still a little hoarse, but he tried his best to remain calm.
When the two returned to the main house, Yang Xi'en was holding Xi Xi and playing with her using a soft plush toy. Chen Chen also climbed up to her side, looking curiously at his younger sister and this gentle aunt. The atmosphere was warm and harmonious.
Wang Yuling had prepared a table of home-style yet exquisite dishes and invited everyone to take their seats.
During the meal, Lin Yan casually brought up:
"Grandpa Dan, Brother Liuqian and Sister Xi'en are back to prepare for the big show, which will probably take a lot of effort. I remember the calming and strengthening tea recipe you gave me last time was quite effective. Why don't you also take a look at Sister Xi'en and prescribe a formula for her? She has been running around with Brother Liuqian all these years, and she has worked hard."
Old Man Dan was shrewd and experienced. When he saw Lin Yan bring it up, and when he glanced at Tang Liuqian beside him and saw a hint of tension that he tried to hide but still revealed, he understood the situation.
He stroked his beard and smiled, continuing the conversation:
"Young master is right. Yang girl, come here and let this old man take a look and check your pulse. Winter is approaching, so it's a good time to take care of yourself, strengthen your body, and better cope with the busy season."
Yang Xi'en, without suspecting anything amiss, took it as a sign of elder's concern and replied with a smile:
"Then it's Lao Dan's turn. I have been feeling tired easily lately, probably because I haven't adjusted to the time difference."
She put Xixi down, walked to the chair next to Elder Dan, and naturally extended her wrist.
Dan gently placed his fingers on her wrist, closing his eyes in concentration. The pulse he sensed from her fingertips made his gray eyebrows twitch.
Qi stagnation and phlegm accumulation, liver meridian stagnation, all congested in the breast meridians... Although not yet a serious illness, it is indeed, as Xiao Yan predicted, a sign of the onset of this disease, and due to worry and overwork, it is quite likely to develop further.
Just then, Lin Yan's voice transmission rang in Elder Dan's sea of consciousness:
"Master Dan, it is indeed this ailment. There's no need to elaborate; just say it's due to excessive thinking and liver qi stagnation, requiring long-term gentle conditioning. Take a 'Rejuvenation Pill,' using the name of an ordinary pill, and according to the method of the past, divide it into dozens of portions, mix them into the conditioning medicine, and let her absorb it slowly until the lesions disappear and the foundation is stable."
With a firm resolve, Elder Dan opened his eyes, his face still bearing that kind and composed expression.
He withdrew his hand and said to Yang Xi'en, whose face was full of expectation, and Tang Liuqian, who was so nervous he was almost holding his breath:
"Well, it's not a big problem. It's mainly because you've been thinking and worrying too much, which has caused some stagnation in your liver qi, affecting the circulation of qi and blood, and making your middle jiao feel a little weak. I'll prescribe a formula and make it into easy-to-carry pills for you to take on time every day. This is a slow process, and you'll need to patiently adjust your condition for a period of time to resolve the stagnation and replenish your qi and blood. Naturally, you'll feel more energetic, and the fatigue will disappear."
He spoke casually and casually, as if he were talking about improving his sub-health condition.
Upon hearing this, Yang Xi'en was completely relieved and smiled, "So that's how it is. Thank you, Elder Dan. Prescribing pills is good and convenient. I will definitely take them on time."
Tang Liuqian's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally eased a little after hearing Elder Dan's words and seeing his wife's unwavering smile. He glanced gratefully at Lin Yan and Elder Dan, knowing that they were resolving the issue in the safest and least disturbing way possible for Xi'en.
"Then thank you very much, Elder Dan." Tang Liuqian's voice returned to its usual calmness. "Xi'en, you must listen to Elder Dan's advice and take good care of yourself."
"I know, it's like you don't need any treatment." Yang Xi'en gave her husband a reproachful look, her eyes full of tenderness.
Thanks to Lin Yan's assurance and Elder Dan's certainty, the heavy weight in Tang Liuqian's heart was finally temporarily lifted.
Once he calmed down, he suddenly remembered that six months ago, Alexander had mentioned to him in New York that Lin Yan seemed to be personally planning a high-end children's clothing line with astonishing attention to detail. At the time, he thought it was a new business direction for the group.
Looking at the exquisite little clothes worn by Chenchen and Xixi, from the fabric and cut to the unassuming buttons, he suddenly realized—this was no ordinary new business; it was clearly a brand personally created by Lin Yan for his two adorable children.
He felt a warm glow in his heart, along with a touch of empathy as a father.
After settling everything in, he found Lin Yan in the study, who was checking the progress report of the show, and carefully began to speak:
"Xiao Yan, the children are so adorable, they bring joy to my eyes. But... where is their mother? Chenchen and Xixi are so young, it's the time when they need their mother by their side the most."
Lin Yan looked up from the document and at Tang Liuqian. He put down his pen, leaned back slightly in his chair, and spoke in a lower voice than usual.
"The children's mother...is gone. She had a difficult labor and suffered severe bleeding during childbirth; she couldn't be saved."
He spoke briefly, his tone devoid of much emotion. Lin Yan did not want anyone to know that Chenchen and Xixi were adopted, not even his close friend Tang Liuqian.
This explanation both protects the children's true parentage and... isn't entirely a lie. The two little ones' unmet biological mother was indeed their fate.
Tang Liuqian's heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, filled with tenderness and regret.
He opened his mouth, but didn't know what words of comfort to say. In the end, he just patted Lin Yan's shoulder heavily, everything was understood without words.
"Xiao Yan... if anything happens in the future, you must tell us. Chenchen and Xixi are our children too."
Lin Yan gave a slight twitch of his lips in response.
"I know. Don't worry, they have me, Yuling, Grandpa Dan, and now you all. They won't lack love."
It was late at night, and Chenchen and Xixi, tired from playing, were already sleeping soundly on the kang (a heated brick bed), their little faces flushed with pink, hugging the fluffy, warm Xiaoqi.
After receiving the small medicine bottle from Elder Dan, Tang Liuqian and Yang Xi'en decided not to stay long and booked a room at the Wangfu Hotel.
Lin Yan stood up: "I'll take you there."
The early winter night air in Beijing was chilly, and the car drove smoothly through the quiet streets. After dropping the couple off at their hotel and watching them enter the brightly lit lobby, Lin Yan turned the car around and headed back to Dongxinglong Street.
The courtyard house returned to tranquility, but this tranquility was now imbued with a warm sense of longing. Lin Yan did not rest immediately. He went to his study and thought that Tang Liuqian and his wife had returned to China this time not only to prepare for the grand show, but also perhaps to find a more private and comfortable place to stay. Staying in hotels all the time made them feel less secure and at home.
With a thought, he connected with Lin San, who was far away in Shenzhen.
"Lin San".
"Young Master, what are your orders?" Lin San's reply came immediately.
"How many courtyard houses do we own in Beijing?" Lin Yan asked.
In his early years, he did indeed instruct Lin San to purchase more old courtyards in Beijing whenever possible, both as a way to accumulate assets and for unforeseen needs.
"Young Master, after you gave the order back then, I've been looking around. There are eight large, well-organized four-courtyard houses. In addition, there are more than ten three-courtyard and two-courtyard houses in good locations, but smaller in scale. Do you need them?"
"Well, I was thinking of getting a place for Brother Liuqian and Sister Xien when they come back this time. It would be best if it were close to Dongxinglong Street, in case they want a more comfortable place to live, or if they visit each other frequently in the future."
Lin Yan said. He always wanted to consider things more thoroughly with his true friends.
"That's easy."
Lin Sanli answered on the spot.
"All the keys to the courtyards and the relevant deeds are kept in your study on Dongxinglong Street, in the locked drawer on the far right of the rosewood bookshelf. Each set of keys has a small cloth strip with the detailed address and layout written in ink. You can go and choose one that suits your taste. All the paperwork is complete, and you can transfer ownership or use the property at any time."
"Okay, I understand."
Lin Yan cut off the contact, walked to the bookshelf, and opened the drawer.
Sure enough, there were neatly stacked brass keys inside, each with a small strip of cloth carefully wrapped in indigo cotton, on which the address was written in elegant small regular script, such as "No. X, Yu'er Hutong, fourth courtyard, near Nanluoguxiang", "No. X, Shamao Hutong, third courtyard, near Shichahai", and so on.
By the light of the lamp, he carefully examined the descriptions of several courtyards that were not far from Dongxinglong Street and were exceptionally quiet and elegant, and he had already made a preliminary decision in his mind.
Perhaps, once things calm down a bit, I can take Tang Liuqian and Yang Xi'en to see it. Giving them a "home" in Beijing would also make Xi'en feel more relaxed while she's taking care of her health.