Inside the beauty hospital under the Qin Corporation.
Shen Wuyou slowly woke up, his eyes a frightening shade of red.
"Doctor, you're awake?" Ren Zhen, arms crossed, finally relaxed upon seeing him stir. He had almost messaged Huo Rou.
Hearing his voice, Shen Wuyou's look of disgust turned to shock, "You found me so quickly?"
As if remembering something, he sat up abruptly. The sudden movement made him dizzy, as if he had a fever.
"How did you find me? GPS? You didn't contact A Rou, did you?"
Shen Wuyou's barrage of questions came at him. Ren Zhen observed him, and aside from a flushed face, he didn't seem to be in any distress.
"I told you not to bother A Rou..."
Before Shen Wuyou could finish speaking, he heard Qin Ningyi's voice, "How is A Rou... doing?"
During this period, he had learned a lot about Huo Jingyi. Although the parts concerning Huo Rou in Huo Jingyi's files were hidden, from the accessible information, he had a general understanding of the deeds of Huo Jingyi and his wife.
The couple had passed away one after another, and they had no other relatives.
A Rou, who had witnessed everything, how could she forgive his grandfather for letting the perpetrator escape?
That was one of the main culprits who could have been brought to justice.
"Why are you here?" Shen Wuyou didn't particularly want to talk to Qin Ningyi. A Rou's unhappiness was largely due to him. If he couldn't make her happy, why bother asking?
Ren Zhen spoke up for Qin Ningyi, "I only used GPS. He saved you."
Shen Wuyou was relieved to hear that Huo Rou hadn't been alarmed and his expression softened slightly. He thanked Qin Ningyi with a hint of apology, "Thank you, but the medicine that Elder Qin needs..."
As he spoke, his blood suddenly surged, and his entire face turned crimson.
Shen Wuyou quickly felt his pulse.
Something was wrong.
Seeing his action, Qin Ningyi knew it wasn't a good time to discuss other matters. He pointed to the table full of medicine bottles and a wall of Chinese herbs, "The hospital in Country B is chaotic. See if any of these medicines can be of use?"
Considering the situation in Country B, he had directly brought Shen Wuyou to the Qin Corporation's beauty hospital, where they usually kept some medications for their personnel on missions.
Shen Wuyou bit his lip, suppressing the craving within him, and forced himself not to make any strange sounds. He stumbled off the bed and staggered towards the Chinese herb section.
Qin Ningyi, being the closest, reached out to support Shen Wuyou when he was about to fall.
Using his strength, Shen Wuyou reached the drawer of the medicinal herbs he needed, grabbed two herbs, and began to chew them.
Bitterness filled his mouth. Shen Wuyou swallowed them without changing his expression and began to look for the next herb.
The crude medicine in Country B was not difficult to counteract. One only needed to suppress the heat accordingly.
After the redness faded from Shen Wuyou's face, his gaze towards Qin Ningyi softened considerably.
"I cannot tell you about A Rou's matters. Let's talk about Elder Qin's condition first." Shen Wuyou leaned weakly against the headboard, exhausted from the potent medicine.
"As a doctor, I have compassion. If I have the medicine for Elder Qin's illness, I will certainly not refuse."
Although he desperately wanted to be selfish and make this accomplice who let the traitor escape pay the price, in the end, his conscience wouldn't allow it.
"However, this medicine..." Shen Wuyou paused. "The medicine is most effective when made with fresh ingredients. If other market-available medicines are ineffective, it means the concentration of the fresh ingredients is necessary."
"Where can I find the medicinal ingredients?" Qin Ningyi pressed.
Shen Wuyou sighed, "The herb required will not be available fresh after winter."
"There were special circumstances with the military some time ago, and all the inventory was transferred. It should all be used up by now. To make the medicine again, we'll have to wait until spring."
Qin Ningyi's brows furrowed. His grandfather was old. Although he appeared energetic, he had many chronic ailments, and it was uncertain if he could last that long...
He remembered someone, "Will the Little Medicine King have it?"
Shen Wuyou's eyes flickered. The Little Medicine King would definitely have it! But the Little Medicine King was gone.
He vaguely said, "Perhaps. Ask around."
The Little Medicine King was just a title, and no one knew who it was exactly. Qin Ningyi had to send people to inquire at the places where the Little Medicine King's special medicinal materials were often auctioned.
Once Shen Wuyou recovered his strength, he prepared to leave.
Ren Zhen quickly stopped him. He had been ordered by his mother to protect Shen Wuyou. After such a harrowing experience, he was still rushing out? This was simply courting death!
Before he could utter his words of persuasion, he met Shen Wuyou's anxious gaze.
"It will be too late." Shen Wuyou's simple statement made Ren Zhen change his attitude.