CH: 202 Treatment

{Chapter: 202 Treatment}

But suddenly—

"No… Qingtong is asleep next door…"

"And… we only met today."

Mei Yuxian's voice trembled with conflicted emotion. Though her heart had been stirred deeply by Lin Yuan's presence, by his words, and by the undeniable chemistry between them—she still felt that things were moving far too quickly.

Everything inside her screamed to slow down, to step back and think. A mother. A woman with a complex past. A lady who had lived long enough to know the weight of certain decisions.

Despite being moved, her logic was holding on, tightly.

Lin Yuan, of course, understood that hesitation.

In Mei Yuxian's heart, there were still too many doubts, lingering questions, and deeply rooted caution.

He could sense it. And if he were a more patient man, he might have allowed time to take care of everything—days, weeks, maybe even months. He knew that if he played the long game, she would eventually fall for him fully. Her heart would be his.

But tonight… he couldn't wait any longer.

Not with Mei Yuxian.

Other women? He could enjoy the chase, savoring each moment as a hunter savors the thrill of stalking elusive prey. The longer it took, the more delicious the reward felt in the end.

But Mei Yuxian wasn't just another conquest.

She was exceptional.

Too alluring. Too beautiful. Too perfect.

She wasn't a fleeting desire—she was an obsession that had taken root in his mind and refused to let go.

Lin Yuan had already anticipated that she would waver in this moment. A woman who didn't hesitate under such circumstances wouldn't be normal.

He respected her enough to expect her restraint. And that was why he had prepared his approach carefully—from beginning to end.

Now, it was time for the third and final step.

But rather than pushing harder or using provocative words to weaken her resolve, Lin Yuan suddenly shifted gears.

His voice softened, his eyes filled with a seriousness that contrasted the warmth of earlier moments.

"Sister Yuxian," he said gently, "you've always wanted to talk about something… but you keep getting interrupted. It's about Qingtong, isn't it? About the illness she's had since birth."

Mei Yuxian stiffened in shock once again.

Her eyes widened, heart pounding.

"H-how do you know that?" she whispered.

She had grown accustomed to Lin Yuan's string of accurate insights, yet this still managed to surprise her. This secret was something she had carried in silence for years—one she'd never openly admitted to anyone.

Lin Yuan gave a light chuckle, his smile calm. "Didn't Aunt Song Xuan mention my medical skills to you? I've dabbled in traditional practices, energy diagnostics… and more. I've had a hunch since I first met Qingtong."

He leaned forward slightly and added, "Perhaps her weak constitution is due to being a test-tube baby. It's not uncommon—children born under those circumstances can sometimes lack the spiritual balance or natural energy alignment needed for robust health. Her body has always lacked vital energy—an imbalance that's never been corrected."

"But that's not the only possibility," Lin Yuan continued. "When I started investigating further, I found another potential cause. One that might be closer to you, Sister Yuxian."

"M-me?" she asked, confused and caught off guard.

Lin Yuan gave a small nod. "Yes. I suspected it before… but now that I've met you, I'm sure."

He paused, and for a brief moment, his eyes flicked downward—not with lust, but with deliberate observation.

"Your body is one of the finest I've ever seen," he said, his tone clinical but still affectionate. "Genetically speaking, Qingtong should not have developed with such frailty. You have robust features. Your body suggests vitality, strength, and more than adequate energy flow."

His gaze returned to her face, unwavering. "I wasn't entirely certain at first… until I finally saw you up close today."

Mei Yuxian noticed where his eyes had wandered, and although his tone had been serious, her cheeks flushed slightly with embarrassment.

Yet she didn't speak. She listened.

Lin Yuan continued, this time adopting a more traditional, diagnostic tone. "To confirm it, I read your energy flow—kidneys correspond to the ears, liver to the eyes, lungs to the nose, the heart to the tongue, and lips, and so on. I traced everything. The conclusions presented themselves naturally."

His voice grew quiet as he leaned back slightly. "Qingtong's condition may be tied to more than her birth method. It may be a familial energy deficiency—possibly inherited or caused during the pregnancy."

Mei Yuxian's heart skipped a beat.

"What… what should I do?" she asked, her voice suddenly trembling.

Though she often acted stern and strict with Qingtong, her love for her daughter was real—fierce and deep. Qingtong was her only child, her only family, her only treasure in this world.

To hear that there might be a solution, or even a diagnosis, caused all her hesitations to fade into the background.

Lin Yuan knew this would happen.

This was the third step—the pivot point where desire met concern, and love for a daughter opened a door.

But instead of answering her question directly, he looked at her carefully and asked, "Sister Yuxian, before I answer that, may I ask you something first?"

She nodded silently.

"In recent years," he said slowly, "have you experienced irregular menstrual cycles? Maybe distorted timing, with periods sometimes skipping or coming unpredictably?"

Mei Yuxian blinked in surprise, a trace of unease in her eyes.

"And more specifically," Lin Yuan added, "around the middle of the month—say the 16th or 17th—do you often feel sharp pain in your waist or lower back? Almost like a throbbing, but deep and persistent?"

Mei Yuxian's lips parted, but she didn't speak right away.

Because she had experienced exactly that.

Often.

She looked at him in disbelief, a question forming on her lips, but no words came yet. Yet quickly controlling herself she said.

"Yes. You're absolutely right," Mei Yuxian nodded, no longer as shocked as she had been earlier. She had experienced so many surprises from Lin Yuan today that she had almost become numb to them.

"When Qingtong first got her period, did she also experience similar symptoms? But perhaps less severe than yours?" Lin Yuan asked again, his tone calm and analytical.

Mei Yuxian thought for a moment before nodding again. "Yes… that's correct. Her symptoms were much milder, but still noticeable."

A strange thought crossed her mind. With how accurately Lin Yuan spoke about their conditions, she couldn't help but wonder if he had secretly installed a camera in their home or found some other way to observe them. But that was impossible… right?

Almost as if he could read her mind, Lin Yuan immediately continued. "Then it's quite clear. Qingtong's condition isn't solely due to congenital weakness—it's likely hereditary. In other words, her illness came from you, Sister Yuxian."

Hearing that, Mei Yuxian's face paled slightly. Her voice trembled with concern as she asked, "Is there a cure?"

His reasoning sounded legitimate. Over the years, she had taken Qingtong to various doctors and specialists. No one could pinpoint the exact cause of her daughter's condition, let alone provide an effective treatment. Despite the effort, time, and money she had invested, Qingtong remained frail—underweight, poorly nourished, and underdeveloped compared to girls her age.

Most physicians had offered vague explanations or conflicting diagnoses, some even suggesting it was just a natural part of her constitution.

But now, hearing Lin Yuan's confident assessment stirred a strange hope in Mei Yuxian's heart.

Lin Yuan gave her a reassuring smile and nodded. "It's not hopeless. I believe there is a way to treat it. However… this would be the first time I've encountered and attempted to treat such a condition."

Mei Yuxian's eyes widened slightly. "Do you really think it's possible?"

"I won't lie to you—this illness is incredibly rare. It's a combination of inherited genetic imbalance and congenital deficiency. There's no guarantee. Qingtong's body is extremely delicate, and that makes things more complicated," Lin Yuan explained sincerely.

She bit her lip, her eyes pleading. "Then what should I do? Please… tell me."

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