Pretending to Cultivate in Kindergarten-Chapter 234: A Medical Miracle

Around ten in the morning, Jiang Jingshi fell into a peaceful sleep in the hospital room, catching up on the rest she missed the previous night.

Meanwhile, in the hospital’s parking area, a Rolls-Royce had been parked there for a while. Fang Meng and Jiang Qian sat in the back seat, occasionally glancing toward a certain hospital room.

Lin Zhengran had told them yesterday that they could only visit after noon today, not a minute earlier. Yet neither of them could stay put at home, so they had come early to wait.

Jiang Qian’s usually calm eyes stared at the hospital room, which looked no different from yesterday, but inside, she was extremely nervous. Her hands were tightly clenched.

She feared that even Lin Zhengran might be powerless against the disease... after all, the doctors had called it incurable.

"Xiao Meng, do you think this illness can really be cured?" she asked.

Fang Meng could see Jiang Qian’s worry, but she remembered clearly that day in the library when Lin Zhengran had personally said, “I’ve already thought of a solution.”

She was sure she hadn’t misheard.

“Even if it’s called incurable... there are always exceptions in this world. Lin Zhengran is the most unimaginable genius I’ve ever seen, no matter the field. With him here, I believe it can be cured.”

Jiang Qian glanced at Fang Meng, and after exchanging a look, they both turned back to the hospital room’s window with hope in their eyes. “I think so too. Others may fail, but he definitely won’t.”

Jiang Qian paused, then added, “Although I had no idea he could even practice medicine.”

The two friends waited until exactly noon. When the clock struck 12:15, they arrived right outside the hospital room door.

They stared at the quiet room. Everything looked exactly the same as yesterday.

It seemed like nothing had changed, but they hoped everything had.

Jiang Qian took a deep breath and knocked.

Lin Zhengran’s voice came from inside, “Come in.”

When the door opened, Lin Zhengran saw the two of them, glanced at the time, and smiled. “You’re here? Right on time, twelve sharp.”

The two friends turned their eyes toward Jiang Jingshi, who was sleeping peacefully on the bed.

Especially Jiang Qian, who was unsure whether her sister was unconscious. The room had no fancy instruments, no advanced equipment.

For a moment, Jiang Qian thought Lin Zhengran had failed. After all, if there had been improvement, why did everything still look exactly like it had the day before?

Still, she clenched her nerves and forced herself to ask, “How is she?”

Clinging to that sliver of hope.

Lin Zhengran smiled calmly. “Very successful. It’s just that she didn’t sleep much last night. She’s catching up now. Once she wakes up, we’ll have the hospital run another checkup this afternoon, and you’ll see.”

Jiang Qian froze, then finally snapped out of it, staring at Lin Zhengran to confirm she hadn’t misheard. Fang Meng’s face lit up with joy.

Jiang Qian asked, “Very successful? You mean there’s improvement?”

Fang Meng grinned, “You really cured it?”

Seeing how happy they were, Lin Zhengran casually replied, “Didn’t I say yesterday that when you came back today, she’d be fine? Since I said it, I’m not going to break my word.”

Fang Meng couldn’t help but say, “You’re incredible!”

Before anyone could react, Jiang Qian suddenly threw herself into Lin Zhengran’s arms.

Both Lin Zhengran and Fang Meng were stunned.

Tears streamed down Jiang Qian’s face as she hugged him tightly. “Thank you, Lin Zhengran, thank you! I knew you could do it! Even if the doctors said it was incurable, I knew you could!”

Lin Zhengran, knowing how worried she was as a sister, exchanged a look and a smile with Fang Meng.

At that moment, Jiang Jingshi, who had been asleep, was awakened—no, more like shaken awake by the sight.

Half-asleep, she vaguely heard Lin Zhengran’s and her sister’s voices, and somehow even dreamed of her sister competing with her for Lin Zhengran again, like they always did.

So when she opened her eyes and saw her sister hugging Lin Zhengran, she immediately sat up in shock.

Her sudden movement startled both Fang Meng and Jiang Qian.

Jiang Qian wiped her tears and quickly came to her sister’s side. “Sis! You’re awake? Do you feel any better than last night?!”

Fang Meng also hurried over. “Miss, how do you feel?”

Still half-asleep, Jiang Jingshi paused, her face flashing a mix of jealousy and sisterly concern as she looked at her crying little sister. “I do feel better... but...” She glanced at Lin Zhengran, then at her sister. “What were you two just doing?”

Jiang Qian blinked. “Doing what?”

Fang Meng instantly got it and burst out laughing.

Clearly, the young lady was really doing better if she still had the energy to get jealous.

Her laughter only confused Jiang Qian more, while Lin Zhengran let out a long breath.

Not long after, Lin Zhengran and Fang Meng sat off to the side while Jiang Qian sat beside her sister. “Sis, do you really feel better than yesterday? What exactly changed? Was it surgery?”

Jiang Jingshi shook her head. “I just took some medicine last night, and I already feel much better.”

“Medicine?”

Lin Zhengran, still replying to a few of the little ones’ messages on his phone—since he hadn’t seen them in days—replied casually, “It’s a special medicine I developed myself. No surgery needed, and it completely cures it. Besides, surgery wouldn’t have helped with Jiang Jie’s condition.”

Jiang Qian was genuinely shocked.

A self-developed miracle drug? It sounded completely unrealistic, but with Lin Zhengran, unrealistic things often came true.

She looked at Lin Zhengran with admiration and said to her sister, “As long as you’re okay, that’s all that matters!”

Jiang Jingshi nodded.

Lin Zhengran reached for the bottled water he had been drinking earlier but found it empty.

Fang Meng asked, “Empty?”

Jiang Qian and Jiang Jingshi both heard her and instinctively reached for the unopened high-end mineral water next to the bed.

Surprisingly, they both grabbed the same bottle at the same time.

The two sisters looked at each other, confused.

Jiang Jingshi said, “Qianqian, what are you doing?”

Even in a good mood, Jiang Qian’s voice still carried its usual coolness. “Getting him water. What are you doing, Sis? You’re the patient, sit down.”

Jiang Jingshi, still feeling a little jealous about what she’d seen earlier, said, “I’m feeling much better. I’ll get it for him. You sit down.”

Before they could resolve it, Fang Meng got up and handed Lin Zhengran another bottle.

Lin Zhengran accepted it and thanked her.

Only then did the two sisters release the bottle they were both holding.

But after letting go, they exchanged a look full of unspoken meaning as they watched Lin Zhengran drink.

Around 1 p.m., Lin Zhengran arranged for the hospital to run a full check-up on Jiang Jingshi.

The expert doctors were all extremely tense, but Jiang Jingshi, knowing her own condition and with Lin Zhengran beside her, remained calm.

She was pushed into the equipment room while Lin Zhengran, Jiang Qian, and Fang Meng waited outside.

After a detailed check, an unexpected voice came from inside.

"Huh? Is the machine broken?"

A specialist asked, "What happened?"

"Maybe I made a mistake. Let me adjust it and check again."

The specialist frowned. A mistake? At a time like this?

His expression grew serious.

But after a careful recheck, the doctor exclaimed, "The machine’s fine! Look at the affected area. It was steadily worsening just two days ago. Why is it suddenly back to normal? There’s no sign of any abnormality!"

Several experts crowded around, staring carefully at the monitor.

One after another, expressions of disbelief filled the room.

"It really is! What’s going on?!"

"How could this happen? It doesn’t make any sense. Double-check the instrument data!"

The doctor inspected it again. "There’s nothing wrong, and the instrument is showing it clearly—the lesion is gone! Not even just improved—completely gone!"

Outside the exam room, Jiang Qian and Fang Meng could clearly hear all of this.

Both of them turned to Lin Zhengran with bright smiles.

Lin Zhengran also smiled.

He thought to himself—well, history has seen its share of unexplained medical miracles, I guess I’m just adding one more.