58 What Kind of Illness Does He Have?

The two of them looked at each other and were stunned.

Xue Chenghua was surprised, “Qianqian, didn’t you ask for leave? Why are you here?”

“The matter has been resolved, and I’m here to pick someone up.”

Sang Qianqian coughed twice. “What about you, Director? Isn’t your shift already over? Why did you come to the hospital at such a late time?”

“Don’t even mention it.”

Xue Chenghua wiped the sweat off his forehead. “President 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.”

Sang Qianqian didn’t know why, but her heart tightened. “Which President Shen?”

Shen Hanyu’s one-million-dollar consultation fee had left a deep impression on Xue Chenghua. “I heard that he’s the boss of a mobile phone communication company. His name is Shen Hanyu.”

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. “I’ll go up with you to take a look.”

She couldn’t 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, “This is the consultation area of the Orthopedics Department. Are you going to find Shi’an?”

Sang Qianqian didn’t deny it. “Yes.”

“I knew there was something going on between you two.”

Xue Chenghua smiled knowingly. “Yin Jinhui said that Shi’an gave you flowers this morning. Remember to treat us to some candy when you announce your relationship.”

Sang smiled and didn’t say anything.

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 didn’t have time to say anything. “Director Xue, this way please.”

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 must’ve 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.

“President Shen, it’ll be a little painful after I insert these needles. Please bear with it and don’t move.”

Xue Chenghua was quick to act. He inserted the needle into the Touwei acupoint on Shen Hanyu’s forehead. Shen Hanyu’s body trembled as if he had been electrocuted. However, he grit his teeth and didn’t make a sound.

Following that, Xue Chenghua inserted a few more needles into Shen Hanyu’s Yintang acupoint, White Yang acupoint, Divine Court acupoint, and several other acupoints.

With every needle inserted, Shen Hanyu’s body trembled, and his face turned paler. In the end, he was so pale that there was no blood in his face.

Sang Qianqian’s heart was in her throat.

However, after Xue Chenghua had finished inserting ten or so silver needles, Shen Hanyu’s 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, “Doctor Xue, why didn’t you tell us that you have such a skill the last time we met?”

Xue Chenghua wiped the sweat off his forehead and said, “Today’s 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, it’s risky.”

“What risk?” Guo Muyang was stunned.

“Let’s put it this way. The cause of President Shen’s illness is different from ordinary people. Additionally, the onset is also much fiercer. It can’t be cured without severe treatment.”

As Xue Chenghua retrieved the needles, he said, “But with my method, first of all, it’ll be very painful. It’s hard for ordinary people to bear, and it’s inevitable that they’ll struggle and move uncooperatively. Once they move, my needle will be inserted askew, and there’s no guarantee that something won’t go wrong.”

He carefully put the silver needles back into the acupuncture bag and continued, “Secondly, I’m 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.”

There were plenty of news nowadays about doctors being scolded, beaten, and even attacked by patients’ family members because they couldn’t cure the patients’ illnesses.

Not long ago, there was a doctor in the hospital’s Emergency Department who had been beaten up by a patient’s family and had been hospitalized. Even now, he was still recuperating.

Therefore, the day before yesterday, Xue Chenghua had only prescribed some medicine and didn’t mention the acupuncture treatment.

After all, Shen Hanyu’s position was high and famous. It was really not worth it if Xue Chenghua couldn’t cure him and got into trouble instead.

However, tonight’s situation was special. Xue Chenghua didn’t expect Shen Hanyu’s illness to act up so badly. It was more important to save the man, so he had to take the risk.

“Doctor Xue, the two points you mentioned aren’t a problem at all. Hanyu is the best at enduring pain, so he won’t be uncooperative like you said. As for the second one, I won’t do such things.”

Guo Muyang couldn’t wait to promise with his heart. “As long as you do your best to treat Hanyu, you’ll be fine. If you really can’t cure it, we won’t cause you any trouble. If you’re still worried, I can give you a written guarantee.”

Xue Chenghua pondered for a while, obviously still having some concerns.

Many patients’ 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. “Director Xue, please promise Vice President Guo that you will treat President Shen. They aren’t unreasonable people, so you can rest assured.”

Xue Chenghua was a little surprised. “You know them?”

Sang Qianqian nodded. “They were my… High school classmates.”

She wasn’t wrong. They had indeed been classmates for more than a month at Ming City High School.

On the other hand, Shen Hanyu wasn’t in a deep sleep. When he heard Sang Qianqian’s voice, he thought he was dreaming.

He opened his eyes slightly and was stunned to see the girl talking to Xue Chenghua.

“Since we’re all acquaintances, then it’s easy for us to talk. I can cure President Shen’s illness. However, let me say the ugly words first. I only have a 60 to 70 percent chance of curing President Shen’s illness, and I need his absolute cooperation with me.”

Xue Chenghua said seriously, “Last 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 can’t leave no matter how busy he is. Otherwise, if it breaks one day, all our efforts will be in vain.”

“No problem!” Guo Muyang quickly replied. “No matter how busy we are with work, it can’t be as important as treating Hanyu’s illness.”

Xue Chenghua nodded. “Alright, take good care of President Shen. I’ll take my leave first since he’s fine now. I’ll come to work tomorrow and discuss the specific treatment plan with Vice President Guo.”

Sang Qianqian couldn’t help but ask, “Director Xue, what kind of illness does he have? Why did he get such a bad headache?”