269 Returning to the Capital
At the Zhen family’s residence in Beijing.
Several well-known doctors at home and abroad took turns entering Shen Hanyu’s room, full of ambition.
However, not long after, they would come out dejected. After a brief conversation with the head of the Zhen family, Zhen Yiping, they were sent away politely.
“What, no one can cure him again?”
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In the living room, Old Lady Zhen was very unhappy after hearing Zhen Yiping’s report, “This is the eleventh batch of doctors. Didn’t they say they were all very skilled? Why aren’t any of them useful?”
Zhen Yiping said in a deep voice, “The poison Hanyu has is very rare. Plus, he has been poisoned for a long time. Therefore, these doctors don’t dare to take any risks in treating him.”
The poison was too dangerous and violent in the early stages, but it would gradually invade the victim’s internal organs and enter a “dormant” state in the later stages. However, its effect on the human body was slow and fatal.
The slightest deviation in the medicine prescribed by the doctor could stimulate the toxins in the body and accelerate the body’s deterioration.
If it were an ordinary patient, the doctors would just treat him as if he were a new case study.
However, with Shen Hanyu’s status, they could not afford to make any mistakes. The doctors were not confident in dealing with the poison, so they were afraid to give a treatment plan.
“We can’t continue like this. Hanyu won’t be able to wait any longer.”
Old Lady Zhen’s expression was serious. “Yiping, you have to be faster! Send more people and continue to find doctors in and out of the country. The consultation fee will be doubled!”
The Zhen family’s current reward for the treatment was 50 million.
If it was doubled, it would be 100 million.
Such a large amount sounded like a simple amount from the old lady’s mouth.
The Zhen family’s wealth was indeed unimaginable to ordinary people.
“Money and manpower aren’t a problem. I’ve already made the arrangements. I’m just afraid that we can’t find a suitable doctor.”
Zhen Yiping’s eyes were full of worry. “In the past month, we’ve already found more than 40 doctors, all of whom are the best in the medical field at home and abroad. However, only a few people know about the poison that Hanyu has been poisoned with, and none of them can cure it.”
A white cat that had been sleeping on the sofa stretched lazily and jumped onto Old Lady Zhen’s knee.
The white cat’s fur was as white as snow, its eyes were blue, and it looked lazy and dignified.
The old lady held the cat in her arms and gently stroked it, her brows tightly knitted.
Zhen Yiping’s voice was low as he continued, “Hanyu is already showing symptoms. If this goes on, I’m afraid that it won’t be long before Hanyu loses control of his body, just like what Mr. Chen said. By then, the worst outcome will be inevitable…”
The worst result was, of course, death.
Old Lady Zhen, who was stroking the cat, slowly stopped.
Her expression was unusually heavy, as if she had made up her mind about something. “I’ve already considered this matter. It wasn’t easy for the Zhen family to find Hanyu, and they couldn’t let him leave just like that. Moreover, the Zhen family must have a backup plan for the future.”
“What do you mean, Mother?” Zhen Yiping didn’t quite understand what the old lady meant.
Old Lady Zhen’s voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.
Zhen Yiping was obviously shocked. “Does Hanyu know about your plan?”
“If he knew, he would have refused. We must keep this matter from him.”
Old Lady Zhen said in a deep voice, “When the raw rice is cooked, he’ll naturally have nothing to say.”
Zhen Yiping hesitated for a few seconds before nodding. “Okay, I’ll arrange this.”
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When the plane landed in the capital, Sang Qianqian rejected Xie Shi’an’s offer to send her off and took a taxi back to the small courtyard that she had not seen for a long time.
Aunt Zhao saw her and could not believe it. “Miss Sang, why are you here? Are you on a business trip to the capital?”
Sang Qianqian smiled slightly and said, “No. I’m going to stay here for a while.”
Aunt Zhao was slightly stunned. She wanted to say something but stopped herself. She had many things to ask, but she did not dare to.
She used to think that Sang Qianqian and Shen Hanyu were husband and wife, but after Sang Qianqian woke up from her coma, she followed her father and brother back to Yuecheng. Only then did Aunt Zhao vaguely know that Sang Qianqian and Shen Hanyu seemed to have broken up.
Now that she had returned here alone, did she have a conflict with her family, or was she here to look for President Shen?
“Let me carry your luggage.”
In the end, Aunt Zhao did not ask anything and warmly took the box from Sang Qianqian’s hands.
Sang Qianqian’s gaze unconsciously turned to the small courtyard next door.
“Did Hanyu come back during this time?” She asked after a pause.
Aunt Zhao looked at Sang Qianqian, her expression one of pity or heartache. “Ever since you returned to Yuecheng, President Shen has not been here.”
In fact, ever since Sang Qianqian was hospitalized, Shen Hanyu had not appeared in the courtyard.
Sang Qianqian was silent for a moment. “I understand. Aunt Zhao, can you help me clean up a room? I need to put some very important things in there.”
Aunt Zhao nodded in agreement.
She moved nimbly and quickly tidied up the house according to Sang Qianqian’s request.
Sang Qianqian carefully arranged Professor Fu’er’s manuscripts and the drugs before she took out her phone and called Director Miao.
Director Miao was pleasantly surprised to receive her call. “You went back to Yuecheng for so long, and now you’re finally willing to call me?”
Sang Qianqian did not bother with the small talk and went straight to the point. “Director Miao, my unpaid leave is over. I would like to formally apply to return to the hospital to work.”
Department Director Miao was stunned. “What do you mean? You’re really planning to come back?”
When she went missing for a period of time and was hospitalized in a coma, Director Miao applied for unpaid leave on her behalf.
When she left Beijing, Director Miao asked her if she wanted to transfer her work relationship back to Yuecheng. She replied that it was not necessary and would come back in the future.
Director Miao thought that she had gone through a huge change and was not in the mood to work for a while, so he did not say much.
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However, in his heart, he really did not take Sang Qianqian’s words seriously.
Firstly, Sang Qianqian had encountered too many things in the capital, and all of them were not things that ordinary people could handle.
Anyone who was psychologically weak would probably see the capital as a reminder of major trauma and would not be willing to step foot in it for the rest of their lives.
Secondly, Sang Qianqian’s original Director, Xue Chenghua, had been promoted as the Ming City branch’s Director. The headquarters intended to arrange for Sang Qianqian to take up the position of Department Director once she had a good rest. To Sang Qianqian, this would naturally be a better opportunity for her to be promoted and trained.
Due to this, Director Miao really did not expect her to come back.
“I’m already in Beijing. If you’re willing to welcome me, I can report to the hospital in the afternoon.”
Sang Qianqian gave a shallow smile. “Even if you’re not willing, I’ll still have to go to you.”
If she wanted to make an antidote for Shen Hanyu’s poison, she would need seven or eight different types of chemicals, some of which could not be bought on the market. She had to ask Director Miao for help.
Director Miao was shocked. What was Sang Qianqian planning now?
“If you’re willing to come back, of course I’d be more than happy to see you.”
Director Miao made a prompt decision. “You can come over any time in the afternoon. I’ll wait for you!”
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“Okay, see you in the afternoon then.”
After she hung up, Sang Qianqian hesitated for a few seconds before she dialed Shen Hanyu’s number.
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