Ye Qingqing glanced at Qi Wenyuan a few more times. This man made no attempt to hide his concern for Yu Anning, and this concern had gone beyond the boundaries of friendship.

But Yu Anning said with certainty that Qi Wenyuan has a wife and children. Could there be a misunderstanding?

"The chicken soup is ready."

The little pig brought over a bowl of chicken soup, along with some chopped chicken meat. The little pig carefully removed the bones. There wasn't much chicken meat; the soup and meat together made up only one bowl.

“I ate them all,” Ye Qingqing said.

Yu Anning took the soup. Thinking of the poisonous snake from earlier, she felt nauseous, but she had to eat it to survive. Qi Wenyuan hesitated, wanting to stop Yu Anning. He was worried that someone would die. Based on his medical knowledge, this chicken soup was a deadly poison that would surely kill someone if they ate it.

However, the pills that Ye Qingqing prescribed for Yu Anning were indeed very effective. Qi Wenyuan was worried that they would delay Yu Anning's treatment and was extremely conflicted. His personality was somewhat indecisive, otherwise he would not have separated from Yu Anning back then.

In the blink of an eye, Yu Anning had already drunk half a bowl of chicken soup. It was too late to stop her now. Qi Wenyuan sighed and could only watch helplessly as Yu Anning drank all the chicken soup.

Less than fifteen minutes after drinking the soup, Yu Anning began to have an attack, vomiting several mouthfuls of black blood clots. Qi Wenyuan was relieved, as the black blood clots were toxins in Yu Anning's body, indicating that the method of fighting poison with poison was effective.

Ye Qingqing remained calm and had the pig help Yu Anning lie down on the couch before starting acupuncture. Then, leeches sucked out the venomous blood. All of this seemed very novel to Qi Wenyuan. He had only heard people say that traditional Chinese medicine was pseudoscience before. Although he did not agree with such a statement, he did not think that traditional Chinese medicine was anything special. Now it seemed that he had been too shallow.

Traditional Chinese medicine, which has been able to endure for thousands of years, naturally has its wonders. Both traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine have their own advantages, and neither should be belittled in general.

Yu Anning vomited a lot of blood clots, and the leeches also sucked a lot of blood. She lay there in a daze, her face pale, less assertive than usual, and more fragile. Qi Wenyuan took a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from Yu Anning's forehead, his face full of tenderness.

After sleeping for half an hour, Yu Anning slowly woke up. Although she was very weak, she felt relaxed.

"Come back in half a month to eat the remaining half chicken. During these two weeks, you must follow my menu exactly, without making any mistakes. You also have to take your pills on time and go to bed before 10 p.m. If you can't do this, don't bother coming to me for treatment anymore. Don't ruin my reputation."

Ye Qingqing handed the menu and pills to Yu Anning, and gave her some special instructions, saying that this woman was a workaholic and would do something reckless if she felt a little better.

Yu Anning nodded. "I will do it. My job is very easy now. I'll retire in a few more years."

All she wants now is to live well and enjoy life; to hell with work!

Qi Wenyuan glanced at Yu Anning, hesitated, and ultimately said nothing. Ye Qingqing, an observer, felt that there were probably many misunderstandings between the two, but they also had feelings for each other. She wondered what misunderstanding had caused them to be separated for decades.

Yu Anning's first treatment was very effective; the frequency of her stomach pain decreased significantly. She came alone for the second treatment; Qi Wenyuan did not come.

“I refused. I can’t keep bothering him, and it wouldn’t be good if his wife found out,” Yu Anning explained.