Hang Mushan saw the ssage he received on his phone.
He imdiately breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest to calm his pounding heart.
Good, good.
It wasn’t to break his legs.
He flopped onto the sofa and replied to the ssage in a very subservient manner.
[Hang Mushan]: "Don’t worry, boss, it’s just a leg, no need for paynt, I’ll have my brother take care of it right away."
After sending the ssage, Hang Mushan quickly contacted the underling sent to Jingcheng to handle Fu Xiao, instructing him to break both of Fu Xiao’s legs.
After giving the order, Hang Mushan finally felt completely at ease.
Yan Yi, legs crossed and drink in hand, looked at the relaxed Hang Mushan and asked, "Is it that influential person you t abroad contacting you again?"
Hang Mushan mumbled affirmatively, taking a gulp of ice water.
"You’ve said before that this Dr. YM is very skilled in dicine?" Yan Yi swirled the wine in his glass, squinting slightly as he tentatively asked, "Could you invite her to treat soone for ?"
Hang Mushan gulped down the ice water and asked, "Who are you talking about?"
Before Yan Yi could respond, he added, "The boss only looks at complex cases, if it’s a common ailnt, I suggest you find a specialist instead."
"My grandfather."
Hang Mushan looked sowhat surprised, "Yan Elder? Isn’t he in good spirits?"
During his last visit to the Yan Family, he had seen the elder leisurely fishing by the pond.
Yan Yi put down his wine glass, seated himself upright, and beca serious: "He appears normal externally, but he has a heart condition."
"When the illness started in the early years, many doctors were consulted, but all were helpless and could only recomnd rest."
The vast Yan Family enterprise was built when Yan Elder was young.
It could be said that most of the current business partnerships and networks were related to Yan Elder.
He was the pillar of the Yan Family.
If sothing were to happen to Yan Elder, it would be a significant blow to the Yan Family, and the ongoing projects would also suffer considerably.
Therefore, Yan Yi had always been quietly searching for internationally renowned doctors to treat his grandfather.
Previously, soone told him that a certain expert in traditional dicine could cure his grandfather’s condition, but that doctor had retired years ago, and he could not find out his whereabouts.
Now, the elder’s age was advancing, and his episodes were becoming more frequent.
Just a few days ago, he had another ergency room visit.
Feeling powerless and frustrated, Yan Yi had arranged to drink with Hang Mushan.
Now, seeing that Hang Mushan was again in contact with Dr. YM, he wanted to give it a try.
Perhaps it could bring a glimr of hope to his grandfather?
Hang Mushan stroked his chin, his face showing so difficulty: "But Dr. YM isn’t soone who readily takes action; she is different from other doctors."
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have gone through so much trouble to owe Dr. YM a favor.
And a favor from Dr. YM could save a life.
"How about this, I’ll bring it up with her? Whether she goes or not is up to her decision."
Yan Yi nodded, "Please do, don’t worry, the dical fees are not an issue."
Hang Mushan made an OK sign with his hand.
Money talks.
Given Shen Yanhe’s fondness for money, he would likely lend a hand for the sake of it, right?
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The next day.
Hang Mushan received a photo from his underling showing Fu Xiao’s broken legs.
In the photo, Fu Xiao was unconscious on the bed, his legs twisted into a bizarre arc.
One leg was even in a cast, with the bandage soaked in blood.
Beyond the photo, there was a ssage from a younger brother.
[Younger Brother A]: Boss, this guy must have provoked soone, got beaten up and landed in the hospital, one leg is already fractured. When I found him, he was getting a cast!
[Younger Brother A]: But since the boss instructed, I smashed the leg that was in the cast again, so now he’s really not getting better. [grinning face with teeth][grinning face with teeth][grinning face with teeth]
Hang Mushan: "..."
He couldn’t help but feel sympathy for Fu Xiao for a second.
It was really too tragic.
The next second, without any hesitation, Hang Mushan forwarded the photo to Shen Yanhe.
And attached a ssage: Boss, look, are you satisfied with how miserable Fu Xiao looks?
When Shen Yanhe received Hang Mushan’s ssage, she was adjusting newly arrived laboratory equipnt with Jiang Yifeng.
The phone in her pocket vibrated, she let Jiang Yifeng try the new equipnt, while she stepped aside to take out her phone.
Seeing the miserable state of Fu Xiao in the photo, Shen Yanhe’s eyebrows slightly raised, and she replied in quite a good mood.
[YM]: Well done.
Following that, she saw that Hang Mushan’s chat box continuously displayed: typing...
Yet, she never received the ssage.
Shen Yanhe’s eyebrows twitched slightly, seeing Jiang Yifeng getting the hang of the new instrunt, she walked to the corridor, making a call to Hang Mushan.
Hang Mushan was startled by the incoming call, and almost threw his phone away.
He cald for a few seconds before answering the call, cautiously speaking: "Hello."
Shen Yanhe, with one hand in her lab coat pocket, leaned against the wall and breathed out softly, her eyes slightly squinting, her voice slightly cold: "Speak if you have sothing, and stop typing without sending the ssage."
Hang Mushan gave a sheepish smile: "I was just... I was just considering my words!"
Fearing that Shen Yanhe would hang up due to impatience, he hurriedly asked, "Boss, do you have ti recently?"
"Is there sothing?"
"Well, it’s about a friend of mine whose grandfather has a heart condition. He has seen many doctors but to no avail. If you have ti, could you help him out?"
"Don’t worry." Hang Mushan sat up straight, earnestly saying, "He ntioned that dical expenses are not an issue!"
He lowered his voice and whispered, "His family is pretty wealthy, so you can charge him heavily."
Shen Yanhe thought for two seconds, then spoke, "I won’t have free ti in the next half month. If he can wait, have him wait half a month, and then I’ll make a house call to see the patient."
She needed to first continue her research on the C02 dication, and for the next half month, she had no spare ti for other matters.
Xiao Huai’s condition had improved these days, but she knew it was all due to the C02 dication, and only temporary.
Once the C02 dication was stopped, Xiao Huai’s condition would deteriorate.
Thus, she needed to race against ti to research the new C02 dication.
Upon hearing this, Hang Mushan quickly agreed, "Okay, okay, okay, I’ll talk to him, and if he agrees to wait, I’ll arrange a eting for you two after half a month."
Shen Yanhe humd lightly, looking up at the machine which had stopped operating, and spoke, "If there’s nothing else, I’m hanging up, I’m busy."
Hang Mushan: "Okay, contact if there’s anything."
After hanging up, Shen Yanhe walked toward Jiang Yifeng: "How is it, is this new instrunt useful?"
"It’s very useful." Jiang Yifeng, holding a tube of reagent, wore an amazed expression, "Ordinary extraction instrunts can preserve only fifty percent of the dicinal effects of the herbal materials, but this instrunt can retain nearly seventy to eighty percent."
This ant that the dicine extracted by this machine would have extraordinary effects on patients.
Shen Yanhe raised an eyebrow, her face showing so satisfaction.
Good, the senior brother finally made sothing reliable.
After trying out the new machine, Shen Yanhe, along with Jiang Yifeng, went to the herbal material room to process the purchased materials.
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