Rebirth of a Village Girl

Chapter 583: 160: The Spirit of Traditional Chinese Medicine Admired by the People of F Country! (Update 10)_1

Annie was slightly stunned.

She really hadn’t expected the “Bing Ji Yu Fu” cream to have such a great effect!

This was too miraculous!

If she’d known how good the “Bing Ji Yu Fu” cream was, she would definitely have kept it for her own use and not given it away to others.

For a moment, Annie was filled with regret.

After Caroline left, Annie immediately went to Emily’s school.

Only after seeing Emily, did Annie realize that Caroline wasn’t the only one who had changed.

Emily had also transformed.

Emily’s skin was fair and tender, able to drip water.

“Mom, why are you here?” Emily was surprised to see her mother.

Annie asked, “Do you have any more wrinkle cream left? Give some to your mom.”

Emily shook her head, “No, there isn’t any left. Didn’t I give you a bottle last time?”

Instead of directly answering Emily’s question, Annie continued, “Can you ask your friend to mail a few bottles over? Here’s the money!” Annie took out a bundle of cash from her pocket and stuffed it into Emily’s hand.

Emily was a little confused, “It takes over two months for a package from China to arrive. The goods Ni Yan sent me after she went back to China are still in transit.”@@novelbin@@

Over two months?

She wanted to use the wrinkle cream right away and couldn’t wait that long!

“Why does it take so long? Can’t it be faster? It only takes a dozen hours to fly over from China! Why are the postal services so slow?”

Emily frowned, “Mom, weren’t you worried that the wrinkle cream would ruin your face? Why do you suddenly want to buy it now? Have you already used the wrinkle cream? But I don’t see any changes on your face!”

With the miraculous effect of the “Bing Ji Yu Fu” cream, Annie’s face should not remain the same.

Annie was very upset, “I gave that wrinkle cream to your Aunt Caroline.”

“What?” Emily looked shocked. “How could you give such a precious thing to Aunt Caroline!”

Annie sighed, “I regret it very much now.” But there was no antidote for regret in this world.

If she had not given the wrinkle cream to Caroline, she would be using the wrinkle cream now. A bottle lasts three months, and by the time she finished a bottle, a new one would be on its way.

“Why don’t you wait a little longer?”

Annie looked at Emily, “Do you have Ni Yan’s address?”

Emily was taken aback, then asked, “Are you thinking of going to China?”

“Yes.” Annie nodded.

For beauty, she was willing to pay any price, a trip to China was no big deal.

“Mom, are you sure about this?” A trip to China wasn’t easy. They didn’t know a soul there, and the language barrier might make it difficult to locate Ni Yan.

Annie nodded, “Yes, I’ve made up my mind.”

“Alright then, hold on, I’ll go get the address for you.” The last time Ni Yan had left, she had given Caroline an address.

Annie took the note, “I might be going to China soon. You will be alone at school, so be careful.”

“Yes.” Emily nodded, “Mom, remember to bring me some Chinese specialities. I heard from Ni Yan that China has a lot of delicious food.”

“Sure.” Annie gave her daughter a hug before leaving.

China.

Today was the day for Ni Yan to follow up with Georgia.

Lying semi-recumbent in bed, Georgia spoke in her not-so-fluent Chinese, “Divine Doctor, you came.”

“Madam.” Ni Yan walked over, placed her medical box on the cabinet in front of the bed, and asked, “Have you been feeling unwell recently?”

Georgia smiled, “Not at all! I feel very good!”

For the first time in over a year, Georgia had laughed so heartily. She too could feel that she was improving day by day.

“That’s good.” Ni Yan rolled up Georgia’s sleeve and began to take her pulse.

Georgia looked at Ni Yan, her eyes twinkling with a smile.

Just like when she first saw her.

Ni Yan, dressed in a plain white cheongsam, sat quietly. Without doing much, she managed to pull Georgia back from the brink of death.

Ni Yan had an extraordinarily beautiful face, as if kissed by God himself. Her enchanting peach blossom eyes could capture one’s soul with every flirtatious twinkle. Her thick, long eyelashes allowed her to perfectly hide her emotions in a downcast gaze. The high, well-proportioned bridge of her nose, her ruby-hued lips, and her smooth, luminous skin made her even more enchanting than the blooming Mudan flower in the room.

This was the beauty esteemed by the Chinese!

Her allure was irreplaceable.

Having just let go of Georgia’s hand, Mr. Abner walked in, “Divine Doctor Ni Yan, how is my mother doing now?”

Ni Yan glanced back, “Madam is all right now. She should take a light diet for a while, and she should be able to get out of bed in about half a month.”

“Really?” Georgia’s eyes welled up with tears. She excitedly grabbed Ni Yan’s hand, “Divine Doctor! Can I really stand up?”

Originally, she had thought that her recovery would be the biggest surprise. But she never expected that she would be able to stand up!

Perhaps nobody could understand the feeling of a paralyzed person who could suddenly stand up.

“Yes indeed.” Ni Yan nodded.

Abner was overjoyed, holding Georgia’s hand and said, “Mom, did you hear that? You can stand up!”

“Yes, I heard!”

Mother and son were so happy that they wept tears of joy.

Outside the window, the sky was perfectly clear, a crape myrtle flower leaning against the wall was blooming profusely. A light breeze wafted over, carrying a faint fragrance.

Georgia held Ni Yan’s hand, repeatedly thanking her, and then asked, “Divine Doctor Ni Yan, how old are you this year?”

“Eighteen.” Ni Yan answered.

Georgia said, “So Abner is twelve years older than you! Do you have any brothers or sisters at home?”

“I have a little sister at home.”

Georgia continued, “Then take your little sister over to visit when you have time.”

“Okay, I will.”

“Divine Doctor Ni Yan.” Mr. Abner started.

“Yes?”

Mr. Abner continued, “You saved my mother, and have thus become our benefactor. In China, there’s a saying that one should repay a small kindness with a fountain of gratitude, let alone saving a life. This is a token of gratitude from my mother and I. Please do accept it.”

No sooner had he finished this sentence than a servant brought over a small briefcase.

Mr. Abner walked over and opened the briefcase. It was filled entirely with USD!

Even though Ni Yan had seen much of the world in her previous life, she was still slightly startled.

“Mr. Abner, I cannot accept this money.” Ni Yan spoke lightly.

“Why?” Mr. Abner was a little puzzled. Did Ni Yan think the amount was too little? This sum added up to 500,000 USD, amounting to four million RMB. It shouldn’t be too small for Ni Yan…

Georgia, who was in bed, was also somewhat confused.

Ni Yan continued, “My master’s teaching was: a doctor does not distinguish between the rich and the poor. A doctor should cure the diseases of the sovereign, rescue the poor and destitute, and take good care of his health to be able to save others. If I accept such a large amount of money today, no one will dare to invite me to do medical consultation in the future. If my master knew about this, he would certainly be disappointed. So, I cannot accept this money.”

Ni Yan’s master was a very good practitioner of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

When Ni Yan first escaped from Dam Village, the first people she met were her master and his wife. If not for them, Ni Yan wouldn’t have such brilliant medical skills, let alone thrive so smoothly in Beijing.

The primary reason why Ni Yan chose Beijing as her first destination was to make money and thrive. The second reason was because of her master.

In Ni Yan’s past life memory, her master and his wife had only one son who died in a premeditated revenge incident.

Each remembrance of their son caused a flood of tears from her master and his wife, leading to their premature deaths in their sixties.

When Ni Yan met them in her past life, their son was already gone. All that was left for them was a black and white photograph, with the clear date of his tragic end recorded at the back.

What Ni Yan was now determined to do was to rescue him from that premeditated revenge.

In this life, Ni Yan would not let her master and his wife endure the pain of losing a child again.

The time of that tragic incident involving the elder brother she never met was fast approaching.

Ni Yan was prepared for that moment.

Mr. Abner looked at Ni Yan, and his eyes were full of respect.

He thought, maybe this was the spirit of Traditional Chinese Medicine!

Compared to the exorbitant fees of Western Medicine, the spirit of Traditional Chinese Medicine was truly admirable!

“Divine Doctor Ni Yan, I admire your spirit of Traditional Chinese Medicine!” Mr. Abner gave Ni Yan a deep bow.