I Became a Medical Genius in the 80s-Chapter 560 - 559: Realization

"Doctor Bei dresses so strikingly!" Nian Fanghua’s eyes lit up as she looked at Beisitian’s outfit. When she finds some free time soon, she’ll definitely visit Peng Baocheng’s store to pick out something similar.

Beisitian was quite satisfied with her outfit, smiled, and the two drove off together.

"Everyone calls her Mrs. Cheng. She seems to have a good relationship with Madam Yun. I’ve seen them together both times I’ve visited. However, unlike Madam Yun and the others, this couple is very low-key, living in a courtyard outside the Third Ring Road, and usually they don’t make much of a public appearance."

Nian Fanghua introduced the family’s situation.

"Mrs. Cheng seems to have been in Beijing for about half a year. From what I know, the husband is occasionally seen, suggesting he’s not in Beijing much, comes and goes discreetly, exuding a sense of mystery. Aside from people like me who are just there to fill in the numbers, those around Mrs. Cheng are mainly wives from official families, among whom Madam Yun is probably the highest in status."

Nian Fanghua was there for a mahjong game. Initially, she didn’t know these people’s backgrounds. She only found out about Madam Yun’s identity by accident, overhearing two women who joined her for mahjong discussing Madam Yun’s husband running for office, revealing that this group of ladies was not simple.

The election could be significant, but Beisitian observed their grandeur in coming and going was not modest, except for Mrs. Cheng who was truly low-key and unfathomable. She paid attention to this situation, then informed Ma Tianlai to see if he had the connections to identify their backgrounds.

Ma Tianlai’s network had no sway in these circles, as having money without power was useless. All he knew was that they were indeed wives from official families. At the time, Nian Fanghua felt she had gotten lucky, thinking it would be beneficial to know so many officials’ wives for future favors.

But it turned out she was only called over when they were short one player, and she couldn’t attend their lavish banquets; they wouldn’t involve her in their activities, dampening her enthusiasm.

In the end, she only joined them to fill in the numbers twice, so she wasn’t particularly familiar, probably not even remembered by them.

This time, Nian Fanghua only brought a driver, aside from herself and Beisitian. Bringing too many people might make them wary.

Soon they arrived at the location. Beisitian took a glance at the courtyard in front of her. It was truly one of those courtyards tucked away in a deep alley. Who would have guessed a high-ranking official lived here if not informed!

Though cars frequently came and went, because they couldn’t enter the alley, they parked at the alley entrance or outside, maintaining a low profile.

Seeing this, Beisitian was aware that the people truly intended to keep a low profile.

The driver drove the car away to avoid blocking the road. Nian Fanghua led Beisitian inside.

Gently knocking on the far door, before long, a well-dressed woman came to open it. Upon seeing the people outside, she asked, "Are you Mrs. Ma?"

Nian Fanghua nodded, smiling as she said, "We’ve made an appointment with Mrs. Cheng."

The woman nodded and opened the door to let them in. Inside, they saw two other women who were presumably servants, and the woman who opened the door guided them towards the inner courtyard.

The inner courtyard wasn’t large, with one servant sweeping the yard and another tidying up some breakfast plates. Clearly, the owner had just finished eating and probably got up late.

Beisitian and Nian Fanghua were led into the inner courtyard, and upon entering the living room, saw a lady sitting on the sofa reading the day’s news.

Mrs. Cheng looked to be twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, not at all like thirty-four or thirty-five, with well-maintained skin. Her arched eyebrows and eyes gave the impression she was smiling even without doing so. Her moderately thin lips had a faint pink hue, suggesting she not only enjoyed a rich diet but maintained her skin care well. However, there was unmistakable worry and anxiety between her brows.

Mrs. Cheng, upon seeing them, smiled, put down the newspaper without rising, and gestured with her hand, "Please sit."

Nian Fanghua carefully glanced at Beisitian, relieved to see that she wasn’t displeased by Mrs. Cheng’s air of superiority.

"Mrs. Cheng, this is the doctor I mentioned before, her surname is Bei, we all call her Doctor Bei." Nian Fanghua introduced Beisitian with a beaming smile.

Beisitian nodded slightly, "Hello, Beisitian."

Mrs. Cheng’s lips curved slightly upward, her gaze falling on Beisitian, seeming to pause on her face briefly, then moved to her belly, and her smile widened, "How many months?"

"Six months," Beisitian replied.

"Does Doctor Bei’s family have difficulties?" Mrs. Cheng asked, posing a seemingly unrelated question.

Nian Fanghua was startled, not understanding what Mrs. Cheng meant by this question, instinctively wanting to speak, but Mrs. Cheng gave her a subtle glance.

Without words, yet Nian Fanghua understood the glance meant not to speak; it was a warning, not a reminder.

"No difficulties," Beisitian replied.

Mrs. Cheng tilted her head, looking at her belly, "These questions are presumptuous, but why does Doctor Bei, heavily pregnant, still come to treat illnesses?"

Her words were indeed quite presumptuous and impolite. Nian Fanghua knew Mrs. Cheng was suspicious. Although they truly intended to treat the illness, their motives were genuine.

Beisitian smiled faintly, "It’s purely theoretical without practice. I’m curious about such ailments, so I came."

Mrs. Cheng’s face suddenly fell, "So you’re here to use my son as a test subject!"

Nian Fanghua was startled, the conversation had just begun and suddenly the mood shifted!

"Not a test, I don’t undertake anything without confidence; that’s why I need to see the patient to determine if it’s treatable or not." Beisitian replied calmly, seemingly unaware of Mrs. Cheng’s displeasure.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Cheng’s complexion improved slightly. If she were to completely deny, it would surely raise concerns. If she affirmed it, well, there would be no leaving.

"Listening to Doctor Bei, you seem very confident." Mrs. Cheng lowered her gaze, her expression much calmed, not seeming intent on having Beisitian examine the child.

Beisitian’s smile also softened considerably, "Confidence depends on the task at hand. In terms of medicine, I am indeed somewhat confident." She paused and added, "While my time is not of much concern to Madam, yours must be precious. Your son’s issue stems from malnutrition due to not eating, and prolonged severe malnutrition can significantly lead to multi-organ failure. Although I can’t immediately make him eat, I can provide sufficient nutrition to sustain his vitality."

Beisitian raised her eyes to look at Mrs. Cheng. She was indeed curious about this illness and somewhat driven by a desire to connect with the elite. But these people were so proud; her inner impatience swiftly revealed her misdirection.

To interact with these people, rather than seeking them out, it was better to let them come to her!