Zhang Qishan was already waiting early.
Yang Chen came over and handed the ten jars of brewed herbal medicine to Zhang Qishan, reminding him, "There are a total of ten jars, divide one into three doses, once a day. Once finished, there should be no problem."
Zhang Qishan respectfully accepted the herbs, appearing very cautious, as if afraid of breaking the potion.
"Then... the medical fees..." Zhang Qishan inquired.
Yang Chen thought for a moment and said lightly, "One jar for ten thousand, I’ll ask you for it another day, prepare the cash."
Yang Chen let Zhang Qishan leave and went to Chen Siyan’s ICU room.
The nurse recognized Yang Chen and instructed him not to stay too long inside, then left.
Chen Siyan saw Yang Chen and called out, "Brother, you’re here."
Seeing Chen Siyan’s somewhat weak complexion, Yang Chen knew that the effect of this transplant might not be very good.
Yang Chen sat down and took Chen Siyan’s small hand, pressing it against her pulse.
Chen Siyan asked in surprise, "Brother, you know how to take a pulse?"
Yang Chen nodded slightly, "I learned it while in the Guard."
After a while, Yang Chen determined that Chen Siyan’s condition was not good.
Yang Chen opened a jar of medicine, poured a cup, and handed it to Chen Siyan, "Drink this!"
Chen Siyan frowned at the dark medicine, frowning, "What is this? It looks so awful!"
Yang Chen said solemnly, "This is a remedy I found for you, very beneficial to your illness. Drink it first."
"Okay!" Chen Siyan didn’t want to disappoint Yang Chen’s good intentions and took the medicine, frowning as she drank it in one gulp.
"So sour, so bitter!" After drinking it, Chen Siyan kept sticking out her tongue, her expression pained.
As she turned her head, Yang Chen had already opened a piece of Sachima and handed it to her.
Upon seeing it, Chen Siyan immediately smiled brightly, grabbed the Sachima, and happily ate it.
Yang Chen placed the remaining medicine under the bed, thought for a moment, then took it out again and walked out.
"Brother, where are you going?" Chen Siyan looked at Yang Chen puzzled.
"I’m going out for a while." Yang Chen walked out of the special care ward.
He reached the door of Zhang Xingzhou’s ward and knocked.
Zhang Qishan opened the door, saw it was Yang Chen, and immediately invited him in.
Yang Chen frowned slightly, noticing that their bodyguards weren’t here today.
He didn’t think much of it and entered, asking Zhang Qishan, "Do you have a refrigerator?"
"Refrigerator?" Zhang Qishan frowned.
"Where have you stored your herbal medicine?"
"Oh!" Zhang Qishan realized, "There’s a cooler in the room."
Yang Chen nodded and handed the case in his hand to Zhang Qishan, "Help me put the herbal medicine in there too."
"Okay!" Without hesitation, Zhang Qishan took the case and went into the adjacent storeroom.
Zhang Xingzhou looked at Yang Chen, saying, "Little brother, the effect of these herbs is really amazing. After drinking them, I feel so much better."
Yang Chen nodded, saying lightly, "That’s the normal reaction, but in the next few days there might be some detox reactions, such as changes in urine, saliva, or other body reactions. These are normal, no need to worry too much."
"Oh, okay!" Zhang Xingzhou nodded repeatedly.
Zhang Qishan came out and smiled at Yang Chen, "Brother, it’s been stored."
Yang Chen nodded and said to Zhang Qishan, "I have another favor to ask you."
Zhang Qishan laughed, "Brother Yang, there’s no need for formalities between us. Just let me know what you need!"
As a hotel magnate in Ningchuan, there aren’t many people daring to give him orders. If others knew Zhang Qishan spoke to someone , they’d probably be shocked.
Yang Chen, however, didn’t feel that way and said directly, "These herbs are for my sister, three times a day, a total for twenty days. Just have someone deliver them on time each day."
"Okay!" Zhang Qishan, knowing about Yang Chen’s situation, agreed immediately.
Yang Chen nodded, got up, and took his leave.
After leaving the room, Yang Chen couldn’t help but cough, feeling a sweetness in his throat.
Yang Chen frowned, suppressing the turmoil in his chest, and walked briskly back to Chen Siyan’s room.
"Brother!" Upon seeing Yang Chen enter, Chen Siyan quickly hid the Sachima she just got.
Yang Chen smiled slightly, "Don’t eat so many sweets during recovery, it’s not good for your health."
"Okay!" Chen Siyan pouted and nodded.
Yang Chen sat down and said to Chen Siyan, "Yanyan, the medicine I gave you to drink earlier is a remedy I found for you, three times a day, a full course lasts twenty days. Once you’ve finished it, your illness should be cured. I’ve arranged for someone to deliver it to you every day, you must obediently take all the medicine, got it?"
"Okay!" Although a bit unwilling, Chen Siyan nodded in agreement, knowing Yang Chen put a lot of effort into her treatment, she couldn’t let him down.
"The doctors and nurses in the hospital might not let you drink it, just pretend it’s fruit juice, don’t tell them. Drink it secretly, don’t miss a dose, understand?" Yang Chen instructed.
"Mm-hmm!" Chen Siyan nodded obediently.
Suddenly, Yang Chen’s face changed, stood up quickly, turned towards the window and started coughing.
"Brother? What’s wrong?" Chen Siyan quickly sat up, looking at Yang Chen anxiously.
Yang Chen waved his hand, "It’s nothing, just a bit of a cold..."
Before finishing his sentence, Yang Chen was once again seized by a fit of racking coughs, unable to stop.
This frightened Chen Siyan so much that she lifted the quilt, about to get off the bed.
The nurse came in, saw this scene, and immediately shouted, "Chen Siyan, don’t get out of bed! What’s wrong with you? Don’t you know the patient’s immune system is weak right now? How could you come in here with a cold? Get out quickly!"
Yang Chen, suppressing his coughs, said to Chen Siyan, "I still have work, so I need to go. Take care of yourself!"
Having said that, Yang Chen walked briskly out of the ward, reaching the stairwell.
He opened his fist, revealing a smear of bright red blood on his palm.
Seeing this, Yang Chen gave a bitter smile, "Disordered meridians, internal organ damage, it’s really..."
As he spoke, Yang Chen was seized by another bout of severe coughing, so intense he couldn’t even stand straight.
Zhangkou Grand Hotel.
Ye Xin was pacing back and forth at the entrance, drawing sidelong glances from many people. Some even took photos with their phones, which Ye Xin deftly avoided.
"What’s going on, he’s still not here!" Ye Xin frowned and glanced at her watch; it was almost one o’clock.
At this moment, Ye Xin’s eyes lit up, seeing her Mini Cooper.
She walked over briskly to greet him.
Yang Chen opened the door and got out of the car, taking a deep breath to suppress his internal injuries.
"Darling!" Ye Xin called from afar.
Soon, Yang Chen felt a fragrant breeze as Ye Xin wrapped her arms around his.
Seeing Ye Xin, Yang Chen smiled slightly, "Have you been waiting for me all this time?"
"Of course! Everyone is waiting for you upstairs!" Ye Xin pouted.
Yang Chen’s expression shifted slightly, "Is Wei Xueqing upstairs too?"
"Yes!" Ye Xin nodded.
Upon hearing this, Yang Chen immediately pulled Ye Xin and strode towards Zhangkou Grand Hotel, attracting numerous glances.
It turned out, the beautiful woman earlier already had a partner...