Fortunately, the dish soap in the kitchen was newly bought. It wasn't until he used up the whole bottle that Lin Yao felt the grease on his body was completely removed, and the feeling of his skin feeling refreshed made him breathe a sigh of relief. Curled up in bed, he finally had the mind to carefully examine himself and reflect on his gains and losses.
After washing away the oil and grime, my skin underwent a dramatic transformation. My previously unhealthy, sallow skin became somewhat radiant. Although it wasn't as pink and tender as a baby's skin, it was a world of difference compared to my previous condition.
He lifted the covers and checked every visible part of his naked body, and it was the same everywhere. He even braved the cold and rushed to the wardrobe, examining the skin on his face and neck in the full-length mirror in the middle of the wardrobe. To his surprise, he found that he had become whiter and more beautiful. His features, which had been covered by his fading complexion, had become more striking. Upon closer inspection, apart from still being as thin as a reed, he actually had the potential to be quite handsome. If he gained some weight, he would definitely be a handsome man.
He endured the pain and tried his best to turn his head to check the skin on his back in the mirror. Every part he could see had changed. Only when he could no longer bear the cold did he reluctantly return to the quilt, shivering, with a smile on his face and a happy heart.
He was incredibly excited at that moment. He finally had the opportunity to become a doctor. Even if he continued to be thin, he wouldn't frighten patients anymore. At most, people would just think he was malnourished, and he wouldn't be mistaken for a drug addict or an HIV patient and be looked down upon.
With Lin Yao's intelligence, he naturally knew that all these changes came from that mysterious herb. Although he was worried that the herb might be a poison that would make him beautiful before he died, he dispelled this concern after repeatedly taking his pulse and listening to his heart.
In his view, even if eating cardamom had severe side effects, even if he could only live for another five years, it would be better than living like he was on the verge of death. He was satisfied if he could be a doctor for five years and live the way he wanted for five years, and he had no other desires.
"I'm going to be a doctor! I'm going to be a doctor!" Lin Yao shouted through tears in his eyes under the covers. Only in this way could he vent his emotions. He shouted until his voice was hoarse and his throat was burning before he finally fell into a deep sleep in the exhaustion that followed the excitement.
In the hazy state of waking and sleeping in the middle of the night, he vaguely felt something strange in his chest, as if some energy from all parts of his body was slowly gathering in his chest and then being absorbed by something in the Tanzhong position. However, this feeling was very slight, and he mistakenly thought it was a hallucination caused by excessive excitement of the cerebral cortex. He did not pay attention to it and continued to sleep, as he was really tired.
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Chapter Five: Selling the Factory
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When Lin Yao woke up the next day, the sun was already high in the sky. He got up, made some food, and then prepared to take a book to the recliner at the entrance of the pharmaceutical factory to sunbathe.
The weather in Ya'an is quite strange. It's sunny in the morning with bright sunshine at noon, then it starts to get cloudy around 4 pm, and then it starts to drizzle or rain heavily after 5 pm, usually lasting for one or two hours. This kind of weather makes Ya'an's air quality index particularly high, reportedly with a lot of negative ions, and residents generally have good skin. It's known as the most livable city in the province, but it's also a bit too humid, and there are many people with arthritis.
In the past, even the best climate and air quality had no effect on Lin Yao because his skin could never improve. Now, sitting under the sun, he was looking forward to seeing his skin. Looking at the slightly translucent skin on the back of his hand, Lin Yao was momentarily stunned. He had never imagined that he could have a healthy skin tone since he was old enough to understand. How could he not be excited about the current situation?
Renxin Pharmaceutical Factory is located at the foot of Meilan Mountain in the east of Ya'an City. A clear stream flows around the entire factory from the right side, passes through the front gate, and then rushes into a natural cave in Meilan Mountain from the left side. It is said that the narrow cave directly penetrates Meilan Mountain and leads to the Longxi River behind the mountain.
The massive bluestone walls and buildings surrounding the pharmaceutical factory showcase the long history of Renxin Pharmaceutical Factory. The stone bridge over the stream in front of the gate is covered with moss on both sides, giving the bridge a delicate and charming appearance. Together with the surrounding environment, it resembles a beautiful painting.
Just as Lin Yao finished admiring the beautiful scenery around him and was about to read a book, three people walked over from a distance. Lin Yao was overjoyed to see them, as he was eager to tell his parents that his illness might be cured.
The first two of the three people were Lin Yao's father and mother, and the person behind them was a middle-aged man, who was too far away to see clearly.
Leading the way was his father, the man who had always held a towering figure in Lin Yao's heart. Every time Lin Yao saw this man, he felt a pang of guilt.
The father's name is Luo Jimin. He graduated from the Second Military Medical University, and his still upright posture reveals the deep marks of a soldier. In order to treat and care for Lin Yao, Luo Jimin gave up his promising future in the army and transferred back to civilian life, devoting himself wholeheartedly to saving Lin Yao's life.
Lin Yao had always admired his father since he was a child. His father’s wisdom and elegance, coupled with his handsome face and strong body, made him a role model for men, and he always studied and imitated him.
"Yao'er, did you take your medicine today?" Luo Jimin's face was full of affection; he only ever loved his son.
Standing against the sunlight, Luo Jimin didn't notice Lin Yao's change. Lin Yao was wearing a Lei Feng hat and a scarf covering his nose, almost completely wrapped up. Luo Jimin always asked Lin Yao about taking his medicine; it had become a common greeting between father and son.
Looking at his father's face, Lin Yao felt a pang of sadness. His father was only 42 years old, but his face already showed signs of aging, and gray hairs were beginning to appear at his temples. If it weren't for his worries about him, his father would never have aged so much, because he was originally a doctor and was skilled in physical conditioning.
Lin Yao's voice was slightly choked with emotion, "I've taken my medicine, and I feel much better today."
"Oh, that's good." Luo Jimin was very pleased, his smile deepened, and his wrinkles became even more prominent.
Walking behind Luo Jimin was Lin Yao's mother, Lin Hongmei. Her face was full of love and a smile as she eagerly approached Lin Yao; she hadn't seen her son for several days. Lin Hongmei took Lin Yao's hand and placed it in her lap, carefully examining his complexion. Her fingers naturally rested on Lin Yao's wrist to take his pulse.
"Ah! Yao'er, you look better!" Lin Hongmei noticed the change in her son and immediately pulled Lin Yao's hand out of her arms. She had just seen that Lin Yao's skin was fair and radiant, so she quickly checked the skin on his hand.
Lin Hongmei was pleasantly surprised to find that the skin on Lin Yao's hands had also become crystal clear and fair. Although it lacked a bit of color, as a doctor, she could tell at a glance that it was a healthy complexion.
Her eyes immediately reddened, and without saying anything more, Lin Hongmei took her son's hand and pressed it tightly to her face, tears finally overflowing from her eyes. She knew what this meant for her son; she would finally no longer have to worry every day that her son would suddenly leave her. The fear that had weighed on their hearts for more than twenty years could finally be put down.
Luo Jimin paused, then rushed over, cupped Lin Yao's head in his hands, turned his face to examine him closely, his eyes shining with surprise and glistening with tears.
"Not bad, not bad," Luo Jimin murmured, as if in a dream. Suddenly lowering his hands, Luo Jimin turned his head to one side, tears of joy streaming down his face.
Lin Hongmei hugged her son tightly, stood on tiptoe, pressed her face against his, and kept repeating, "Finally healed! Finally healed!"
Tears streamed down Lin Yao's face, wet and warm, drawing out his own tears. This illness had tormented his family for over twenty years, and now that things were improving, how could they not be moved?
Lin Yao's mother and father were college classmates. After Lin Yao fell ill, they gave up their beloved jobs at the military hospital and returned to civilian life. They took over the old pharmaceutical factory at the foot of Meilan Mountain and established Renxin Chinese Medicine Factory to earn money to buy medicinal materials to treat Lin Yao.
Lin Yao looked at his mother with teary eyes; this was the first time he had looked at her carefully since he was reborn.
My mother remained fresh and beautiful, her delicate features and slender figure giving her the air of a dancer. Although she was the same age as my father, she looked eight or nine years younger. The heavy workload at home and in the factory had not affected her figure or temperament. It was only because Lin Yao's health had been deteriorating in recent years that she had been so worried about him that she appeared more mature. Otherwise, Lin Yao would still have referred to her as a beautiful older sister in her late twenties.
"Come on, let's go back to the factory. We'll go home and celebrate after we finish this." Lin Hongmei took Lin Yao's hand and walked excitedly towards the pharmaceutical factory, like a young girl in her late teens.
"Young Master has recovered?" A sinister voice rang out. Although the title included "Young Master," there was absolutely no respect in the tone.
Lin Yao turned around and saw that the man in front of him was not tall, rather thin, about forty-three or forty-four years old, with slanted eyes and a mustache. He knew that the man's name was Cui Haodong, his second aunt's cousin, who worked with his second uncle to manage the Luo family's Huarentang Pharmaceutical Group. He was highly regarded by his second uncle, the chairman, and held a considerable position in the Luo family.
Lin Yao's parents had little status in the Luo family. Cui Haodong was usually arrogant and rude to them. Today, he even used the same term that the Luo family elders used to tease Lin Yao to call him "Sick Young Master," which made Lin Yao even more disgusted with this slouchy-eyed man.
Ignoring Cui Haodong's rude greeting, Lin Yao followed his mother toward the pharmaceutical factory. Luo Jimin and Lin Hongmei also ignored Cui Haodong, making Lin Yao vaguely aware that something was amiss.
The atmosphere in the meeting room was oppressive. Lin Yao, his family of three, and Cui Haodong sat around the table without saying a word.
Father Luo Jimin looked unwell, frowning as he pondered something. Mother Lin Hongmei's face was full of emotions, including resentment, helplessness, and sadness. Cui Haodong, on the other hand, leaned lazily against his chair, looking at the others with disdain.
"Ahem, I came to Ya'an with you two to take over Renxin Pharmaceutical Factory. Let's get started now. I need to rush back to Chengdu after this. Do you want to bring the factory's fixed asset ledger to check it?" Cui Haodong broke the silence, his chin held high, looking at Luo Jimin with a smug expression, without saying anything more.
Luo Jimin lowered his eyes and didn't speak, but Lin Yao could clearly see that his father's brows furrowed even more, the veins on his neck bulged, and his face turned bright red.
Lin Hongmei didn't say anything, but her eyes were filled with grievance. She bit her lip and thought to herself that her son's condition had just started to improve and that he would probably need to spend a lot of money to continue treatment. But now the Luo family was starting to abandon them. Once the pharmaceutical factory was sold, the family would really have no financial support.
Lin Yao was puzzled by Cui Haodong's arrogance and his parents' forbearance. "What's going on?"
“Your second uncle arranged for this person to take over Renxin Pharmaceutical Factory. We have already sold the factory to Huarentang Group. Your second uncle said that either we work for this person to manage the factory from now on, or we can find another job.” Lin Hongmei gritted her teeth, her tone filled with strong grievance and resentment, and tears slid down her cheeks.