C1 Crossing for No Reason

"Sorry for the trouble, then. Let's go."

"You're welcome. Take care." Both of her hands were in the pockets of her white coat as she watched the mother and son bow gratefully to her. Lin Yilan saw them to the door and watched them leave before returning to the table. This had always been her habit. She never treated patients as arrogantly as other doctors.

Lin Yilan was an outstanding junior at a famous medical university. In other words, she was a "medical genius" with a glorious future. However, she didn't think she was that outstanding. She just read a few more things based on her love of medicine and took the time to write down a few more things. She didn't have much in the way of thinking about which major hospital she could get a job in after graduation, even though it would be easy for her.

She just likes to help out at Dad's clinic during the holidays, just like now. Here, she seemed to have learned better than in college.

In the eyes of others, Lin Yilan was a good student, a good daughter. She would definitely be a good doctor in the future. But no one knew that she had a life of her own. However, since she had chosen the path of a doctor, she was destined to be well-behaved, so she hid her wildness and became a quiet and unsociable girl in the eyes of others.

When she first chose her ambition, she was more inclined towards Chinese medicine. However, she was very clear that the current society was much more suitable for western medicine. Her greatest wish was to be able to rely on herself to support her parents.

Suddenly, she wanted to live a life like this. Even if it was boring and boring, it was still possible to live with the taste of her own love for the rest of her life. Even though there was another way of life in her heart, it could only appear in her dreams.

With a soft sigh, helplessness filled his unremarkable face, but it was quickly replaced by shock and panic.

Although the doctor had to be calm at all times, if she didn't panic in the face of an earthquake, she could become a god.

After discovering that her surroundings were trembling violently, Lin Yilan's first reaction was to cover her head with her hands and hide under the table. However, before she could take action, she had already fallen into darkness.

Dad, Mom …

When Lin Yilan opened her eyes again, the sight that entered her sight made her hurriedly close her eyes, opening them again, closing them again, opening them again …

He repeated the procedure several times until his eyes were about to cramp up. Then, he sat up suddenly, touched the gauze covering his bed in disbelief, jumped off the bed and touched the antique dressing table, looked at the completely ancient room, and then excitedly held up the bronze mirror. Although it was not as clear as the modern mirror, he could still see clearly that the face was his own.

She came from ancient times!

He pinched his thigh with worry. Ouch!

Lin Yilan still couldn't believe it as she surveyed her surroundings. The simple and unadorned house was being decorated incongruously by those glittering and vibrant glass artifacts. The room, which had not been considered small, was now a little cramped with all those ornate ornaments everywhere.

However, she was soon dissatisfied with only one thing. Following that, Lin Yilan started to run happily in her room, from the inner room to the outer room. She ran in circles while laughing loudly towards the sky: "Wahaha!" Heavens, it seems like you have received the incense I burned for you! "Haha …" This was the life she wanted! It was an ancient life! Daddy, Mommy, I love you! I'll miss you!

But soon she was quiet again. According to her experience, no, it was her experience reading novels. Looking at this house, even though it wasn't luxurious, it was still a rich family, right? Next, a few maids and the like would pounce on him. They would shed tears and snot as they said, "Miss, are you finally alive?" This servant is so happy … "Sob, sob …" However, not to mention the maidservants, even a duck hadn't appeared yet …

How lonely …

He was the only person in such a large room. It was too quiet, so quiet that even the footsteps outside could be heard …

Eh? Footsteps?

Lin Yilan's eyes immediately lit up and she pounced onto the body of the person who had just entered the room. With tears and snot running down her face, she said, "Your young miss is back to life!" Are you happy? "Sob, sob …" He hugged the newcomer like an octopus, almost kissing the frightened, pale face.

"Little... "Miss?" The maidservant, who had just entered the room, was so frightened by the terrifying laughter and crying that she almost threw the washbowl in her hands towards the black shadow that was flying towards her. Has Master gone mad after a bout of illness? No! Could she go and beg the steward to change her master? Woo woo … * She was already very depressed when she was young, following a very bad master. Now that her master had gone crazy in order to compete for favors, what should she do? The more she thought about it, the more upset she felt. The moisture in her watery eyes had already started to accumulate.

"What's your little sister's name?" Lin Yilan tried her best to put on a kind face. It wasn't wrong to try to get close to her first. This was the most gentle smile she had in the past twenty years, and she didn't believe that she wouldn't die from infatuation!

Unexpectedly, the child was so scared that he knelt down with a "peng". To be more accurate, the washbasin was thrown far away. His face was pale and his entire body was trembling as if he had seen a ghost: "Little …" Miss, I don't know what Little Mo did wrong, please be magnanimous, if you let Little Mo go, Little Mo will repay you for your kindness! "

Lin Yilan was exasperated. Could it be that asking for a name meant a lot and a lot of kindness?

Of course, the usually obedient Lin Yilan had already received the answer to the first question, and had cleverly deduced that she and this girl were master and servant. He intended to sit down and talk, but no one could find what he was looking for: "That, may I ask, where is the chair?" Weird, why isn't there a chair with a table?

Afraid that the children of ancient times wouldn't understand, Lin Yilan was very kind and danced for a while, "The one that was used as a cushion, with four legs …" "Maybe you guys don't necessarily have four legs here …"

Now, the girl started to tremble even more and cried out, "Please spare me, Miss! Please spare me! Little Mo knew it was wrong! "Miss, please don't hit Little Mo …" By the end, she was too frightened to speak. The young miss of her house had really become an idiot. Her words were already a mess, then if she really wanted to fight … Woo woo … *

"Don't cry, it looks like I'm bullying you." Lin Yilan pouted, feeling wronged, "I was just asking where the chair is now. I wanted to sit down, but I didn't say I would hit you."

"You... "You said that you wanted a chair, just so that you could sit down?" Sniffing his nose and looking up pitifully, Little Mo asked uncertainly.

Lin Yilan, who had just climbed onto the table and was sitting down, almost fell off the table when she heard this. He had been tricked by the television. The ancient chairs weren't used for sitting. She learned a little more, memorized it, and asked, "Then what is the purpose of a chair?"

Little Mo shrank back and looked timidly at Lin Yilan. Seeing that Master who was leisurely swinging her legs did not seem to want to hit her, she opened her mouth and softly said, "Don't Miss often hit Little Mo on the chair? "So Little Mo hid his chair..." He looked at Lin Yilan again and saw that she wasn't as angry as he had expected. She was only so shocked that her chin almost fell off before continuing, "Little Mo, bring the chair over right now!" Just as she was about to stand up and find a chair, she was stopped by Lin Yilan, who had suddenly appeared in front of her. Little Mo was shocked, "Miss?" Today, her master was really weird. Although her face looked terrible, Little Mo felt that her master didn't know how to hit her.

Seeing master take off his clothes and his complexion turn worse by the second, Little Mo became suspicious and it became difficult … Could it be that her feelings were not right, and her master was going to hit her again?! Little Mo was so scared that his tears started to fall.

Lin Yilan looked at the girl's pure-white skin, which was bruised and bruised. She almost cursed out loud. How could a would-be doctor tolerate such a life-killing act! Use a chair! Did beating someone up make him a useful chair?! What kind of vicious woman would treat a child like this?

She must treat this girl well from now on.

After making up her mind, Lin Yilan asked, "How old are you?"

"He's eleven years old." She watched as her master tidied up her clothes and then leisurely sat back down on the table. Although her face didn't look too good, she had a feeling that her master wouldn't hurt her now. And she asked how old she was! Hadn't she never cared about him?

Little Mo was still a child after all, and being cared for by her master was enough to make her forget her previous pain.

Ignoring Little Mo's flattered expression, Lin Yilan had already mentally charged that damnable woman with "child abuse".

"Oh? You're awake? " Just as Lin Yilan was about to continue her 'interrogation', a pleasant male voice entered the room, but it carried a hint of sarcasm and disdain.