Hearing Tang Yichen’s question, Gu Zhiqi momentarily paused in taking notes, lifted his eyes, and looked at Tang Yichen, “He left through the underground parking garage, didn’t he tell you?”
Su Yunling and Su Luo took the elevator directly to the first basement level, while she chose to walk through the lobby.
Judging by the time, they should have already gotten into the car and left by now.
After adding each other as friends, Gu Zhiqi didn’t leave immediately, but stared at Tang Yichen for a few seconds before saying, “You…
might be about to die again.”
“Go to the hospital sooner, there’s still hope.”
With a head full of question marks, he looked at Gu Zhiqi, “Can you be more specific?
What’s the reason this time?”
Hearing this, Gu Zhiqi lazily smiled and did not speak again.
Seeing this, Tang Yichen understood.
“Five million, right?
I get it.” Saying so, he immediately transferred five million to Gu Zhiqi on the spot.
As soon as the transaction alert rang, Gu Zhiqi spoke up, “You know that the restorative effects of Crushed Ice Rain Mist are temporary, right?”
“I know, twelve hours.”
The effects of Crushed Ice Rain Mist lasted for twelve hours.
He had taken it in the car, and now, about six hours of the effect had passed.
“Then do you know that the effects of Moon Halo Grass and Crushed Ice Rain Mist can cancel each other out?” Gu Zhiqi’s smile took on a teasing and playful tone, his eyes, usually blurred and lazy, flashed with a mischievous glint.
“Huh?” Tang Yichen was a bit dazed.
Was there such a thing?
“After taking Moon Halo Grass, you waited more than a day before taking Crushed Ice Rain Mist.
Probably, that’s cancelled out six hours of the effect, I suppose.” Gu Zhiqi kindly did the math for Tang Yichen regarding the duration of the effects.
So, the actual effects were about to pass?
“Remember to go directly to the hospital.
No one else, even if they are a Divine Doctor, should treat you.” Gu Zhiqi spoke languidly, emphasizing the main point.
“Huh?” Tang Yichen was slightly stunned, nodding as if he partly understood, “Okay.”
“I’m leaving.” After dropping these two words, Gu Zhiqi turned and walked away without looking back.
Tang Yichen stood in place, somewhat in a daze?
Gu Zhiqi’s words echoed in his mind: No one else, even if they are a Divine Doctor, should treat you.
He turned his head, looking towards two men and a woman not far away, his feelings complicated.
There, the two men and a woman waiting on the side ran out of patience and began to leave.
One of the men walked towards Tang Yichen.
“Fourth Master, what’s wrong?
Aren’t we going up?” The young man in a suit and leather shoes came to a stop next to Tang Yichen and looked at him as he asked.
“No need to go up anymore, Third Brother has already left.” Upon hearing the young man’s voice, Tang Yichen casually replied, appearing somewhat absentminded.
The young man was startled by the response, and after a moment, he spoke somewhat anxiously, “So Third Brother still refuses to forgive me and my father.”
“Fu Hong.” Tang Yichen looked at the young man and suddenly called out his name seriously and earnestly.
What’s wrong, Fourth Master?” The young man’s eyes were filled with inquiry.
“Help me a bit.” Tang Yichen reached out his hand towards Fu Hong.
“Help me go to the hospital.” Whether it was psychological or because the effects really had passed, Tang Yichen felt the pain in his wound starting, as if it were tearing apart.
“Fourth Master, are you not feeling well?” said Fu Hong, as he raised his hand to support Tang Yichen.
“Remember to go to the hospital.
Apart from the doctors there, no one else is allowed to touch me, got it?” Tang Yichen suddenly broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead, and his grip on Fu Hong’s hand began to tremble.
“Okay… okay, Fourth Master.”
No sooner had Fu Hong finished speaking than Tang Yichen collapsed towards him.
“Fourth Master, are you alright, Fourth Master!”
Hearing the commotion here, the man and woman waiting on the side walked over with brisk steps.