"Thank you, Dr. Ye. I feel much better now." Li Hongming felt his health improve as soon as he woke up in the morning.
Previously, he couldn't sleep well at night, and would often feel chest tightness and shortness of breath, as if a heavy stone was pressing on his chest, making it difficult to breathe. But last night, he had a rare good night's sleep, and his chest felt very relaxed. With good sleep quality, his spirits were naturally high, and Li Hongming even wanted to get out of bed and walk around.
Ye Qingqing smiled and said, "No need to be polite. Siyue and I are friends. She asked me to help, so of course I won't refuse."
Li Hongming looked deeply at Dong Siyue, whose face looked haggard. Even Ye Qingqing could feel the emotions in his eyes. Although Li Hongming was possessive, his feelings for Dong Siyue were genuine. It was just a pity that the timing of their meeting was not right.
Ye Qingqing continued the acupuncture and gave some instructions, "After you recover, you must not work as hard as before. If you collapse again, even a miracle worker can't save you."
Dong Siyue retorted, "You have so many subordinates, all young and capable. Why don't you let them do more? Why do everything yourself?"
Li Hongming chuckled awkwardly, "It's always more reassuring to do it myself."
Following Miao Tianxiang's example was a last resort; Li Hongming still couldn't truly let go. Many documents only became effective after he signed them, so his workload wasn't reduced much. Ultimately, he couldn't trust outsiders.
If his children were more successful, he wouldn't have to work so hard.
Ye Qingqing scoffed, "It's true that you can feel at ease doing things yourself, but you won't be at ease for many years."
Li Hongming's expression changed slightly, and sweat appeared on his forehead. He had been lying in bed for more than half a month. Although he was still conscious, he had no strength at all and was unable to even go to the toilet. He never wanted to experience this feeling of being a paralyzed patient again.
And he wanted to live a few more years; he really didn't want to die!
Dong Siyue advised, "Since you need to recuperate, you should delegate some authority to your subordinates. If you hold everything in your hands and don't give them a chance to learn, how can they grow? You should let go and give yourself a good rest."
She had advised him in this way several years ago: there is no end to the money you can earn, and Li Hongming has more money than he could spend in several lifetimes. Why risk your life for it? Wouldn't it be better to leave the opportunities to the younger generation?
Li Hongming was moved. He had one foot in the grave this time, and his thoughts had changed. No amount of money could buy back his life, and nothing was better than being alive. He really needed to rest.
"Okay, I'll have Secretary Wang give the order right away."
Li Hongming finally made up his mind to stop interfering in everything and delegate authority to his subordinates.
Dong Siyue and Secretary Wang both breathed a sigh of relief, finally understanding that the company's management system was now very mature, with each department able to supervise each other, and there was also supervision from the shareholders' meeting. Li Hongming really didn't need to keep a close eye on things.
Two days later, Li Hongming was already able to drink millet porridge. His rapid recovery shocked the medical team. They looked at Ye Qingqing as if she were a deity. They used to think that traditional Chinese medicine was pseudoscience and useless to the body. They were too narrow-minded. Traditional Chinese medicine, which has been passed down for thousands of years, naturally has its own power and can never be pseudoscience.
Little Pig came along this time too. Ye Qingqing brought him out to practice. Little Pig is still lacking in acupuncture skills, but his consultation skills are already quite good.
"Chairman, Madam is here."
On the third day, Secretary Wang came in with a bitter face to report.
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