“These prescriptions are for two days a day. I will come over anytime to check his health.”
"Okay, I've got it." Si Qianyu nodded heavily, extremely grateful to Ye Xingchen.
"Xiao Ye, thank you so much. We didn't have much hope for Lao Zhuo's illness, but luckily we met you." Jiang Qing stepped forward to express her gratitude.
"Auntie, no need to thank me. What's the relationship between Qianyu and me? Saying thank you would be too formal." Ye Xingchen said with a smile, "Don't worry, I'll take care of everything."
Jiang Qing nodded heavily, wiping away her tears with immense emotion.
"Alright, it's not easy for your family to reunite, so take this opportunity to have a good reunion. Call me anytime if you need anything," Ye Xingchen said to Si Qianyu with a smile.
After leaving the ward, Yuan Hao waited outside.
Upon seeing Ye Xingchen, his smile blossomed like a chrysanthemum: "Mr. Ye, you've come out?"
"Dean Yuan, is there anything else?" Ye Xingchen glanced at him and saw that his daughter Yuan Jing was also there.
“Mr. Ye, I want to apologize to you. This is my daughter, Jingjing. She was ignorant and arrogant before, so…”
"No need for apologies. Let's get straight to the point. I don't have much time." Ye Xingchen saw through the guy's thoughts at a glance.
This guy wanted to introduce his daughter to Ye Xingchen. To be honest, Yuan Jing's appearance was acceptable.
However, any woman around Ye Xingchen could easily defeat him, and Ye Xingchen wouldn't even look at such a woman.
"Yes, Mr. Ye, you are truly a miracle doctor! You can cure such an incurable disease with just a few words." Yuan Hao flattered him.
"Get to the point," Ye Xingchen said impatiently.
“Yes, I have an old friend who is also suffering from a terminal illness. He is currently recuperating in the hospital. If Mr. Ye could help him…” Yuan Hao said his request with a troubled expression.
“Sure, I haven’t properly thanked Dean Yuan for what happened today. Lead the way.” Ye Xingchen agreed without hesitation.
"Okay, thank you, Mr. Ye." Yuan Hao was overjoyed. "Mr. Ye, this way please."
In reality, there are no old friends here. It's just that someone with a special status is hospitalized here for recuperation, and Yuan Hao is just trying to curry favor with him.
This guy is quite shrewd. He can't possibly maintain a constant relationship with someone like Ye Xingchen. When it comes to favors, it's best to use them as soon as possible.
Ye Xingchen followed Yuan Hao to a special care ward, which was even guarded by armed guards. It was clear that the people who could stay in this ward were either rich or powerful.
Yuan Hao led Ye Xingchen to a ward. He stood at the door and said respectfully, "Mr. Ye, I've brought the person here. Today I personally witnessed this gentleman make a tumor disappear in half an hour. I believe he definitely has a way to cure your illness."
Yuan Hao, as the director of the cancer hospital, is not someone that ordinary people can compare to, but for this family to make him stand at the door and speak respectfully, they must be no ordinary person.
To Ye Xingchen's surprise, as soon as Yuan Hao finished speaking, a young man walked out. This guy was none other than his cousin, Ye Jing.
The moment Ye Xingchen saw Ye Jing, he understood. It turned out that the person living inside was none other than his grandfather, Ye Taihe.
"Bring him in," Ye Jing said casually, but his gaze froze the moment he saw Ye Xingchen: "It's you again?"
“That’s right, it’s me again.” Ye Xingchen nodded and smiled slightly: “Your injuries are healing quite well.”
"What, what are you trying to do now?" Ye Jing was so frightened that he quickly backed away. He had been beaten up by Ye Xingchen before, and had even been shot twice in the thigh, which made him feel a sense of fear towards Ye Xingchen.
"Young Master Ye, you... know him?" Yuan Hao's heart skipped a beat. He suddenly remembered that Ye Xingchen was Xia Jingyi's son. This joke had gone too far. The Ye family was his own family.
"I know him? He's the one who inflicted these injuries on me." Ye Jing gritted his teeth, glaring at Ye Xingchen. "You still dare to stay in Yanjing? I'll..."
"That's strange. Why can't I stay in Yanjing?" Ye Xingchen glanced at him. "Just because I beat you up, does that mean I have to leave Yanjing, or you'll try to kill me?"
"Anyone who offends the Ye family will never have a good ending." Ye Jing stared at Ye Xingchen with hatred.
"But I'm perfectly fine, aren't I?" Ye Xingchen sneered. "Dean Yuan, I know what's going on with your so-called patient. I can treat his illness, but I won't help him. Sorry, I can't do this favor."
“This…” Yuan Hao looked embarrassed; he hadn’t expected things to turn out this way.
"Is it him?" an old voice called out. It was Ye Taihe.
It had been more than a month since they last met. Ye Taihe looked much older. His face was almost bloodless, his complexion was sallow, and he had a head of white hair.
The torment of illness has aged him prematurely, and he now has only seven months left to live.
He was pushed over in a wheelchair by Ye Chengen and walked slowly over.
"You knew it was me?" Ye Xingchen glanced at Ye Taihe, his face devoid of any pity.
This old man has only himself to blame. Although he didn't cause his father's death, he was the culprit. If he hadn't been so attached to his prejudice against the Xia family, none of this would have happened.
“When Dean Yuan said someone could cure the tumor, I knew it was you.” Ye Taihe forced a smile on his aged face. “I also knew you wouldn’t give me a chance.”
"Then why did you bring me here? What's the point?" Ye Xingchen asked.
Ye Taihe looked at Ye Xingchen silently for a long time before he sighed, "Do we really have to come to this? You are a member of the Ye family by blood."
"Hmm, now you know we're blood relatives? Back then, you abandoned me in the countryside, leaving me to fend for myself, and separated from my biological mother for over twenty years. How could you possibly care about our blood ties back then?" Ye Xingchen glanced at Ye Taihe, then shook his head with a smile: "Honestly, arguing with you about these things is completely pointless."
"Besides, you are also a dying man, so I don't want to say anything too harsh. You have seven months left, so take care of yourself."
"Ye Xingchen, he is still your grandfather no matter what. Don't you have any regard for blood ties?" Ye Chengen said angrily.
"Is it your turn to speak?" Ye Xingchen glanced at Ye Chengen.
"I'm your uncle, don't go too far. No matter what, I'm your elder," Ye Chengen said angrily.
"An elder? Is that really what you think?" Ye Xingchen sneered. "In your heart, you're probably trying every means to get rid of me, aren't you? Because my appearance directly threatens your position."
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