After the others left, the private room became quiet. Mr. and Mrs. Liu Chuanfu felt incredibly clear-headed and refreshed.
Ever since they had dealt with this couple, they had been holding a grudge, as the other party always acted superior and looked down on their daughter's family.
Today, Ye Xingchen finally got revenge for them.
"Xiao Ye, you...you have such a strong network of connections!" the mother-in-law stammered. "Are you Xiao Qian's senior brother?"
"Yes, my teacher and his wife have been incredibly kind to me. Liu Qian is no different from my own sister." Ye Xingchen poured himself a glass of wine. "As her older brother, I won't stand idly by while he and Xiao Shuai are dealing with this."
He picked up his cup and said, "I think the young man is a good person, and the two of them like each other. If she marries into your family in the future, you must treat her well."
"Yes, of course. I've always said that Xiaoqian is a very clever child with a good personality." The mother-in-law's tone suddenly changed; she hadn't said that before.
"Father-in-law, don't worry about leaving Qianqian in our care. Xiaoshuai will treat her well, and my husband and I will treat her like our own daughter."
The father-in-law said enthusiastically, "Our company recently received a big order. With this long-term and stable client, Qianqian won't be able to stand any grievances when she goes there."
"Speaking of this client, they're quite wealthy. They finalized the packaging design with us and paid a deposit of several million yuan in one go. The company's name is... what's it called, Xingchen Group?" my mother-in-law said, beaming.
Their small packaging company has been operating for over twenty years, and this is the first time they've received such a large client.
"Starry Sky Group is the company I'm preparing to establish. I suggest you prepare for the company's expansion in advance, because in the next six months to a year, the order volume will see a tenfold increase." Ye Xingchen smiled.
"Ah, you, you're the boss of Starry Sky Company?" The couple was even more surprised; this was the biggest client they had ever encountered in their careers.
The father-in-law quickly toasted Ye Xingchen, his tone immediately becoming humble: "Little Ye, I was blind to your greatness just now. Come, let me toast you with this glass. From now on, we're family."
“Yes, I’ll have a drink with you. Our little company will have to rely on you from now on.” The mother-in-law also stood up enthusiastically.
Thank goodness, this is the first time they've ever seen a deal worth millions from Xingchen Group. Ye Xingchen is now their biggest client, and they can't afford to offend anyone but him.
The meal went on very happily, and the couple changed their attitude towards Teacher Liu and his wife, addressing them as in-laws and expressing how fortunate they were to have Ye Xingchen as a student.
In a private hospital, Yang Tie angrily threw a pile of documents on the ground and grabbed a doctor by the collar, yelling, "What did you say? It can't be cured?"
"Mr. Yang, I'm so sorry, but the injury to Young Master Yang's genitals is irreversible, causing organ damage. He... he may lose his male ability in the future," the doctor stammered.
"Useless! They're all fucking useless! Someone, get the best experts here! You must cure my son, you must!" Yang Tie roared furiously.
The doctors retreated in fear. Yang Tie held his son's hand and said, "Jinxin, don't worry, I will definitely cure you, and I will definitely avenge you."
"Dad... we can't let Ye Xingchen go. I want him dead, and everyone around him dead." Yang Jinxin's grief-stricken voice echoed in the room for a long time.
Zhou Miaoqing came to visit again. This time, she adopted a very humble attitude. She placed a card on the table and slowly lowered her head: "Ye Xingchen, there are 300 million yuan in real money in this bank card. Please accept it."
"Huh, you've come to your senses?" Ye Xingchen glanced at her. "Your grandfather isn't forcing you to marry me anymore, is he?"
“We’ll only talk about treatment, nothing else. I apologize for my previous attitude,” Zhou Miaoqing said sincerely. “Please ask Mr. Ye to treat my grandfather. His condition has worsened.”
Ye Xingchen put away the bank cards on the table, stood up and said, "Don't worry, now that I've accepted your consultation fee, even if Yama, the King of Hell, comes, he can't take your grandfather away."
“But your grandfather has missed the best time for treatment. If you had thought it through three days ago, I could have made him fully recovered, and his lifespan would not have been affected.”
"But because of your scheming, the best opportunity was missed. Even if we can cure him now, it will shorten his lifespan by five years."
Zhou Miaoqing's mouth gaped open, regret and self-blame surging into her heart at that moment.
"But don't worry, my medical skills may have improved by then, and it's not impossible for me to add another ten years to his lifespan. However, the consultation fee will be calculated separately then."
"We'll pay any price as long as Grandpa gets better." Zhou Miaoqing bit her lip. "Mr. Ye, please."
Ye Xingchen followed Zhou Miaoqing out the door, got into a stretched Bentley, and drove towards the hospital.
In the special care ward, Zhou Bingchen, who was able to sit in a wheelchair just a few days ago, is now on a ventilator, and the instruments show that his vital signs are extremely unstable.
Ling Yan was wearing a military uniform with a white overcoat, looking very dashing.
"Mr. Zhou's condition is not optimistic. His legs are suffering from anthrax necrosis, and the gangrene is showing a tendency to spread further to the upper body. Therefore, the best option at present is amputation."
Ling Yan specializes in neurology and has cured many paralyzed patients over the years. She closed the medical record in her hand and said, "Surgery must be performed within 12 hours, otherwise, it will endanger their lives."
"But Dr. Ling, Mr. Zhou does not agree to amputation," a hospital leader said with some difficulty.
“I’ll talk to him.” Ling Yan stepped forward: “Mr. Zhou, I am Ling Yan, my grandfather is Ling Changhe, and I will take care of your condition now.”
"Old Ling's granddaughter? Heh, not bad." Zhou Bingchen's voice was a little breathless, and he had to pause for a long time before he had the strength to finish a sentence: "Back then, the two of us drank for three days and three nights. How is your grandfather... now?"
“My grandfather is doing well. I heard that you are seeking medical treatment in Tianhai, so he has already set off from Yanjing to come here.” Ling Yan said, “Back when the country was first settled, you donated a lot of money to the country, so the higher-ups gave me an order: no matter what, we must save you.”
"Please thank the higher-ups for me, but I don't agree to amputation if you want to have your leg amputated," Zhou Bingchen said, panting.
"Why? This is currently the best treatment option." Ling Yan was slightly taken aback.
“I, Zhou Bingchen, have lived a life of integrity and uprightness. Now that I have lost my limbs, I am completely confined to a wheelchair… I am not resigned to this…” Zhou Bingchen said through gritted teeth.
“But if the gangrene in your leg spreads further, it will endanger your heart, and then it will be too late.”
"How long can I live after amputation?" Zhou Bingchen asked rhetorically.
“This…” Ling Yan was slightly taken aback. After the amputation, his vital energy would be damaged, and the old man would probably die within three to five years.
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