Chapter 58 - 58 What Kind of Illness Does He Have?
I Was Seduced Into a Marriage After Failing to Charm the Tyrannical Bigshot
58 What Kind of Illness Does He Have?
The two of them looked at each other and were stunned.
Xue Chenghua was surprised, âQianqian, didnât you ask for leave? Why are you here?â
âThe matter has been resolved, and Iâm here to pick someone up.â
Sang Qianqian coughed twice. âWhat about you, Director? Isnât your shift already over? Why did you come to the hospital at such a late time?â
âDonât even mention it.â
Xue Chenghua wiped the sweat off his forehead. âPresident Shen, who came to see me the day before yesterday, had a severe headache. Even painkillers were useless. Just a while ago, Yin Jinhui called me in a hurry.â
Sang Qianqian didnât know why, but her heart tightened. âWhich President Shen?â
Shen Hanyuâs one-million-dollar consultation fee had left a deep impression on Xue Chenghua. âI heard that heâs the boss of a mobile phone communication company. His name is Shen Hanyu.â
The elevator doors opened at that moment, and Sang Qianqian, who was about to step out, stopped in her tracks.
She pressed the close button again. âIâll go up with you to take a look.â
She couldnât help but wonder why Shen Hanyu would suddenly have a headache. Moreover, the headache was so bad that he had to be hospitalized?
Xue Chenghua looked at the floor and said, âThis is the consultation area of the Orthopedics Department. Are you going to find Shiâan?â
Sang Qianqian didnât deny it. âYes.â
âI knew there was something going on between you two.â
Xue Chenghua smiled knowingly. âYin Jinhui said that Shiâan gave you flowers this morning. Remember to treat us to some candy when you announce your relationship.â
Sang smiled and didnât say anything.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
The two of them hurriedly walked out of the elevator. Guo Muyang was waiting outside and was slightly taken aback when he saw Sang Qianqian.
What a coincidence, to actually meet again after such a short time.
However, the situation was urgent and Guo Muyang didnât have time to say anything. âDirector Xue, this way please.â
Xue Chenghua practically ran all the way into the ward. Meanwhile, Sang Qianqian stood at the door and looked inside. She was instantly stunned.
Shen Hanyu had looked fine when they parted at the beach.
However, at this moment, he was leaning against the bed with his eyes closed and his face unusually pale. His brows were tightly furrowed and his thin lips were pursed into a line. He mustâve bit his lips until they were bleeding, as there was a little blood on the edge of his lips.
He held the handle of the bed tightly with one hand, so strong that the railing could be twisted in the next second. His forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his clothes were almost drenched in sweat.
How much pain was he in right now?
Xue Chenghua quickly took out a set of acupuncture bags from his bag, spread it open, and picked up a thin silver needle.
âPresident Shen, itâll be a little painful after I insert these needles. Please bear with it and donât move.â
Xue Chenghua was quick to act. He inserted the needle into the Touwei acupoint on Shen Hanyuâs forehead. Shen Hanyuâs body trembled as if he had been electrocuted. However, he grit his teeth and didnât make a sound.
Following that, Xue Chenghua inserted a few more needles into Shen Hanyuâs Yintang acupoint, White Yang acupoint, Divine Court acupoint, and several other acupoints.
With every needle inserted, Shen Hanyuâs body trembled, and his face turned paler. In the end, he was so pale that there was no blood in his face.
Sang Qianqianâs heart was in her throat.
However, after Xue Chenghua had finished inserting ten or so silver needles, Shen Hanyuâs stiff body slowly relaxed, and his furrowed brows also gradually relaxed. In the end, he actually closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep.
Guo Muyang was overjoyed and lowered his voice, âDoctor Xue, why didnât you tell us that you have such a skill the last time we met?â
Xue Chenghua wiped the sweat off his forehead and said, âTodayâs situation is urgent, unlike last time. Besides, not everyone can use this move of mine. If used well, it can relieve the pain, but if not, itâs risky.â
âWhat risk?â Guo Muyang was stunned.
âLetâs put it this way. The cause of President Shenâs illness is different from ordinary people. Additionally, the onset is also much fiercer. It canât be cured without severe treatment.â
As Xue Chenghua retrieved the needles, he said, âBut with my method, first of all, itâll be very painful. Itâs hard for ordinary people to bear, and itâs inevitable that theyâll struggle and move uncooperatively. Once they move, my needle will be inserted askew, and thereâs no guarantee that something wonât go wrong.â
He carefully put the silver needles back into the acupuncture bag and continued, âSecondly, Iâm not a God, so I may not be able to cure this illness. If your expectations of me are too high and I fail to cure President Shen, you might have a grudge and find trouble with me.â
There were plenty of news nowadays about doctors being scolded, beaten, and even attacked by patientsâ family members because they couldnât cure the patientsâ illnesses.
Not long ago, there was a doctor in the hospitalâs Emergency Department who had been beaten up by a patientâs family and had been hospitalized. Even now, he was still recuperating.
Therefore, the day before yesterday, Xue Chenghua had only prescribed some medicine and didnât mention the acupuncture treatment.
After all, Shen Hanyuâs position was high and famous. It was really not worth it if Xue Chenghua couldnât cure him and got into trouble instead.
However, tonightâs situation was special. Xue Chenghua didnât expect Shen Hanyuâs illness to act up so badly. It was more important to save the man, so he had to take the risk.
âDoctor Xue, the two points you mentioned arenât a problem at all. Hanyu is the best at enduring pain, so he wonât be uncooperative like you said. As for the second one, I wonât do such things.â
Guo Muyang couldnât wait to promise with his heart. âAs long as you do your best to treat Hanyu, youâll be fine. If you really canât cure it, we wonât cause you any trouble. If youâre still worried, I can give you a written guarantee.â
Xue Chenghua pondered for a while, obviously still having some concerns.
Many patientsâ family members would also give extravagant guarantees before treatment, but once something went wrong in the later stages, they could immediately turn their backs on them.
Sang Qianqian rushed in. âDirector Xue, please promise Vice President Guo that you will treat President Shen. They arenât unreasonable people, so you can rest assured.â
Xue Chenghua was a little surprised. âYou know them?â
Sang Qianqian nodded. âThey were my⦠High school classmates.â
She wasnât wrong. They had indeed been classmates for more than a month at Ming City High School.
On the other hand, Shen Hanyu wasnât in a deep sleep. When he heard Sang Qianqianâs voice, he thought he was dreaming.
He opened his eyes slightly and was stunned to see the girl talking to Xue Chenghua.
âSince weâre all acquaintances, then itâs easy for us to talk. I can cure President Shenâs illness. However, let me say the ugly words first. I only have a 60 to 70 percent chance of curing President Shenâs illness, and I need his absolute cooperation with me.â
Xue Chenghua said seriously, âLast time, I said that President Shen needed to take the medicine for three months. Now that we have the acupuncture treatment, he must stay in our hospital every day for the next three months. He canât leave no matter how busy he is. Otherwise, if it breaks one day, all our efforts will be in vain.â
âNo problem!â Guo Muyang quickly replied. âNo matter how busy we are with work, it canât be as important as treating Hanyuâs illness.â
Xue Chenghua nodded. âAlright, take good care of President Shen. Iâll take my leave first since heâs fine now. Iâll come to work tomorrow and discuss the specific treatment plan with Vice President Guo.â
Sang Qianqian couldnât help but ask, âDirector Xue, what kind of illness does he have? Why did he get such a bad headache?â