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"President Yan, my knowledge of acupuncture and acupressure is rely superficial. I'm afraid it won't be much help for the old master's condition! However...."
Qin Yu knew very well what the beautiful boss ant by calling him to the doctor's office.
But he was definitely more aware of his own abilities than anyone else. If he tried to show off, he might even end up harming the old master.
"However what?"
Yan Mingyu asked anxiously.
"My grandfather might have a way. He has been a barefoot doctor in our little mountain village for half his life. The acupuncture and massage techniques I know, I learned from him," Qin Yu said.
But he had his reservations too; his grandfather was nearly eighty years old, and had injured his legs when he was younger, making it difficult for him to walk. It was likely they would have to take Yan's grandfather to his own hotown to seek treatnt.
However, given the stubbornness of the beautiful boss and her family, he doubted they would agree.
For one, his hotown was too remote, and additionally, his grandfather was a barefoot doctor without a dical license. They would not trust his grandfather's abilities.
"President Yan, I think it's worth a try. There's an old saying, 'Old doctors, few tailors,'" aning that dical skills are accumulated over ti. "The older the doctor, the more experience he has." Continue reading at empire
Just then, the attending physician spoke up.
"Qin Yu, can you get in touch with your grandfather? I'll send a helicopter to pick him up!"
Yan Mingyu looked at Qin Yu and asked.
"I can contact him, but he's advanced in years and doesn't move around easily. We'll have to find a way to send your grandfather to our village!" Qin Yu said with a frown.
"I… I'll think about it!"
Upon hearing Qin Yu's words, Yan Mingyu felt a sudden heaviness in her heart.
Transporting a comatose patient, who was also an old man, to a remote mountain village carried great risks.
"Let's do this: Qin Yu, give your grandfather a call and explain the situation here. Then, I'll discuss it with the doctors," Yan Mingyu said after so thought.
"Okay!"
Qin Yu nodded.
He went out to the corridor, pushed open the fire exit door, and found a secluded spot before dialing his grandfather's number.
Ring, ring…
After several rings, a frail yet robust voice ca on the line: "Xiao Yu (Little Yu)!"
"Grandpa!"
Qin Yu called out and got straight to the point, "My boss's grandfather is in a deep coma. Their own dical team has done all they can. Do you think traditional Chinese dicine might work?"
"Hmm… I need to see the patient and take his pulse before I can give an answer," Grandfather Qin deliberated.
"Okay, then I'll discuss with my boss to see if she's willing to send her grandfather to our village!" Qin Yu replied.
"We can give it a try. I will do my best as long as there's hope. By the way, Xiao Yu, how are you and your wife doing? It's been over a year since you married, right? Why haven't you brought her to visit ?" Grandfather Qin knew his grandson was married, but had never t his granddaughter-in-law.
"Uh…"
Qin Yu scratched his head, unsure of how to tell his grandfather that his wife was his beautiful boss who paid his salary.
"What, your wife's from the city and doesn't want to co to a little village?" Grandfather Qin sounded a little displeased.
"It's not that, Grandpa. I can't explain it all over the phone!" Qin Yu said, feeling helpless.
"Ah, alright, I'm getting old and there isn't much I can ddle in when it cos to you young people. But, you see, Niu Erwa from next door is already preparing for a third child; you need to hurry up too!" Grandfather Qin said earnestly.
"I know, Grandpa. If my boss decides to co, I'll call you back."
"Okay!"
After his grandfather hung up, Qin Yu put away his phone, his expression complex.
He didn't even dare to reveal his status as the boss's husband, how could he think about having children?
Difficult…
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At this mont.
In the doctor's office.
Yan Mingyu had discussed with the attending physician for a while and decided to send the old master to Qin Yu's hotown to seek dical treatnt. anwhile, the hospital would organize a top dical team to follow, aiming to ensure nothing would go wrong.
Having made a decision, Yan Mingyu went to the corridor. Seeing the door to the fire escape was open and guessing Qin Yu might be there, she walked over.
"President Yan!"
Qin Yu, hearing footsteps, turned his head and saw Yan Mingyu's eyes, bloodshot.
He couldn't help but feel a pang of pain in his heart.
"I've decided to send two helicopters to your hotown. Send your location, and I'll forward it to the hospital's managent so they can work out the flight path. We'll try to leave before it gets dark!"
Yan Mingyu stated directly.
"Okay!"
Qin Yu opened the map, found the location of his hotown, marked it, and sent the coordinates to Yan Mingyu via WeChat.
Then, with a hint of worry, he said, "There's another issue, your relatives on your side…"
"Whoever stops from saving Grandpa, I will fight them with my life!"
Yan Mingyu spoke coldly.
"President Yan, if they really start a fight, leave the fighting to !"
Qin Yu said, moved.
At the sa ti, he couldn't help but reach out, intending to hold Yan Mingyu's hand to comfort her.
But halfway through the motion, he abruptly rembered that his gesture was too forward. In the end, he lightly patted Yan Mingyu's arm.
"Co with to the ward!"
Yan Mingyu's mind was entirely on her grandfather. She didn't pay much attention to Qin Yu's sowhat intimate gesture.
Afterward, the two returned to the corridor together and entered the elevator.
Reaching the door of the special care ward, a group of relatives was already quarreling noisily.
"This thirty-five percent share should be divided according to age. I'm the oldest, so I should get an extra ten percent!"
"Why should you get more? What have you contributed to the company? I think the shares should be divided based on contribution!"
"If you ask , the n should divide it. The won are getting married anyway, what do they need shares for?"
"Hey, what are you implying? Are we won not mbers of the Yan Family?"
In an ordinary hospital, the doctors and nurses would have stepped in to stop the noise and commotion.
But this was the Yan Family's private hospital, these people were essentially the bosses, so even if the dical staff heard the argunts, they could only pretend to have heard nothing.
"Everyone be quiet. Anyone who makes another peep will see!"
Yan Mingyu's voice was not loud, but it carried an intimidating authority.
The quarreling group quieted down a bit and turned their heads to look at Yan Mingyu.
"Oh, little sister number seven, flaring up like the CEO of your company in front of your own family? I'm making noise, so what?"
Yan Junyi, with his insouciant deanor, challenged Yan Mingyu.
"Qin Yu!"
Yan Mingyu tilted her head slightly.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Suddenly, Qin Yu lunged forward, grabbed Yan Junyi by the neck with one hand, and lifted him into the air: "My boss said to be quiet, so you stay quiet. Otherwise, I'll make sure you can't talk ever again!"
"You..."
Yan Junyi was both embarrassed and angry, but he was no match for Qin Yu. His eyes rolled back as he struggled to breathe.
Eventually, he nodded unwillingly: "Fine, I'll be quiet!"
"Click..."
Qin Yu let go, and Yan Junyi fell to the ground, coughing: "Cough cough..."
"..."
The rest, seeing Yan Mingyu so ruthless as to order a bodyguard to manhandle them, quietly simred with indignation but no longer spoke.
"Now, listen to . I'm going to take Grandpa to seek dical help. If anyone starts scheming during this ti, don't bla for turning my face against you!"
Yan Mingyu said in a stern voice, then looked towards a nurse in the distance: "Get ready, we leave in half an hour!"
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