Therefore, the leader also became interested in chatting with Zhou Yi for a while longer.

"If I just drink a bowl of the medicine listed here, will I be cured completely?"

Zhou Yi's youthful face lacked the hesitation and uncertainty of older doctors; his eyes held the pride and determination of a young man, and his words were as resolute as an impregnable fortress, inspiring a sense of security.

"Yes, you'll start to see results on the very first day after you drink it!"

"The injuries you have are mainly internal injuries, with blocked Qi and blood vessels. They weren't noticeable when you were young because you had a good body and a fast metabolism."

"And my medicine can help you maintain your metabolism, just like the old saying goes, 'If you understand one thing, you understand everything.'"

"As long as all the body's energy channels are open, the illness will naturally improve."

The leader nodded, looking somewhat tired.

Zhou Yi didn't stay any longer. After explaining some details to pay attention to, the dean and Zhou Yi said goodbye and left.

As the secretary got up to see the two off, she called out to Zhou Yi, pointing to one of the medicinal herbs on the prescription and asking, "What is this 'human soul'?"

"How come this name still exists?"

Zhou Yi smiled and said, "Just ask those old Chinese medicine doctors when you go to get the medicine!"

After saying that, he left with the dean.

After the dean drove far away from the administrative compound, he felt that his clothes were soaked with sweat and stuck tightly to his back.

Zhou Yi's actions were truly beyond his expectations.

He felt old and couldn't handle Zhou Yi's sudden outbursts.

So, when there were only two people in the car, the dean asked the question that had been on his mind.

"Zhou Yi, can you really cure the leader's illness?"

"The leader's condition has been deteriorating over the years. He has tried to find many famous traditional Chinese medicine doctors through connections, but none of them could cure his illness."

"Everyone else's outcome is conservative treatment, but you are the first person to say that you can be completely cured."

A relaxed smile flashed across Zhou Yi's young face.

The sunlight reflected into his eyes, as if a blazing sun were slowly rising within them. He looked at the dean, his gaze more resolute than ever before.

"I wouldn't joke about something like this!"

"If I say it's okay, then it definitely will be okay."

Since the mysterious person behind it all has powerful backing, they can get someone out of the interrogation room with just a word.

That way you can also develop your own network!

With the intermediate medical skills rewarded by the system, comparable to a reclusive master doctor, developing one's network of contacts shouldn't be too difficult!

After hearing just those two sentences, the dean breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, that's good."

-

On the other side.

Kyoto.

During the days that Shen Bingyan was recuperating, Su Jian kept trying to find ways to visit her.

Although Old Master Shen rejected Old Master Qi's marriage proposal at the time and didn't think much of Su Jian, he wouldn't object to Su Jian's contact for the sake of that pill.

With the doctor's careful care, Shen Bingyan's complexion improved significantly, so she instructed her trusted bodyguard to book her a plane ticket to Luzhou for the next day.

After witnessing Zhou Yi's forbearance and his success in sending Su Qingjiao to prison and sentencing her to life imprisonment, the bodyguard's prejudice against Zhou Yi completely disappeared.

I will no longer try to persuade Shen Bingyan to stay in Kyoto. Since Miss wants to go, then let her go. Perhaps this time, Miss will get what she wants?

Early in the morning, Shen Bingyan came downstairs and saw Su Jian's flamboyant face, who was talking to Old Master Shen with a fawning expression.

Upon seeing Shen Bingyan, Su Jian immediately stood up and asked with concern, "Bingyan, are you feeling better? I heard you've been recuperating at home these past few days."

"I've already asked the doctor, and he said it's okay and I can go out for some fresh air."

Where would you like to go for a walk? Shall I go with you?

Even though she loathed Su Jian, Shen Bingyan's cold face remained expressionless. She simply withdrew her gaze and said indifferently and aloofly, "No need."

The two simple words were Shen Bingyan's way of being polite.

Then, Shen Bingyan looked at Old Master Shen and said:

"Grandpa, I'm going to the company."

Grandpa knew that she was always worried about the company, and even when she didn't go to the company, she was always on edge. So Shen Bingyan stopped pretending after waking up.

She felt she could balance her health and work.

She didn't want to spend her whole life doing nothing but taking care of her health, even giving up her inheritance rights to the Shen family, and having nothing to do every day.

Seeing Shen Bingyan walk out, Su Jian's eyes darted around, and he quickly said goodbye to Old Master Shen, shamelessly sticking up to her to find an opportunity to speak: "Bingyan, where are you going? I'll go with you."

However, each time he tried to get close, Shen Bingyan's bodyguards would stop him, making it clear that they would never let him get within three meters of Shen Bingyan.

Shen Bingyan is even more so!

He slammed the car door shut without even glancing at him.

Su Jian clenched his fists in anger, and could only watch resentfully as Shen Bingyan left under the protection of bodyguards.

The unprecedented sense of frustration did not make him give up. On the contrary, it made Su Jian more and more determined. The more difficult it was to obtain, the more he wanted to conquer it.

Watching the car disappear into a black dot, Su Jian squinted and muttered to himself, "Pah, what's with the pretense of being high and mighty? He's still sick!"

"Last time you fell ill at the restaurant, if the bodyguard hadn't arrived in time, I would have already taken advantage of you, and this marriage would have been a sure thing."

"Shen Bingyan, you just wait! One day you will marry me, and then we'll see how you handle things!"

Half an hour later.

Shen Bingyan's car arrived at the company parking lot, and at the same time, Su Jian's phone received a message: "Young Master, Miss Shen has arrived at the company."

After seeing the text message, Su Jian put down his phone, let out a soft chuckle, and then relaxed and went to the leisure club to have fun with three or five friends.

He arranged for people to follow Shen Bingyan, and someone would report to him whenever Shen Bingyan made any move.

Wasn't she resisting my approach?

Then no one else can get close to her! Only in this way can I keep track of Shen Bingyan's movements in real time, and then find an opportunity to win Shen Bingyan's heart!

Unfortunately, Su Jian's petty tricks were nothing but a clown's act in front of the Shen family.

As soon as the car left the Shen family residence, the Shen family bodyguards realized they were being followed.

It's just that we didn't alert them.

Just as Su Jian stepped into the leisure club, the Shen family bodyguard told Shen Bingyan the information he had found: "Miss, we found out. It was someone Su Jian sent to follow us."

"They took money from Su Jian and reported your situation to him in real time."

“As soon as you leave the Shen family’s gate or company, or come into contact with other men, this group will immediately inform Su Jian of the situation.”

He paused, a sharp glint flashing in the bodyguard's eyes.

"Miss, should we get rid of them?"

Shen Bingyan shook her head: "No need. Grandpa must know about his tricks, but he didn't stop him. Su Jian is just unwilling to give up."