“Due to his body’s condition, our specialist decided that it was best to temporarily not treat it. However, the blood report today showed that the Phosgene levels in his body had gone back to normal. Would it be possible that this is because the toxins have all entered into his heart?”
They have never encountered something like this before.
Professor Qing took another look at the blood report, but in the end, he still gave the same reply.
“From all these reports, the signs show that the organ failure is because of his circulation. It isn’t because of these toxins.”
As Zhan Lichuan listened to Professor Qing’s explanation, he silently turned and glanced at Jing Qian, who had a calm look on her face as she tried to be uninvolved in the situation.
Before this, he had no idea what the black liquid was that came out of his body, but now he finally found the answer.
The truth was that his dear wife had been using those needles to get rid of the toxins that were inside his body.
This feeling… It was as if he had been rescued by an ancient, genius doctor.
In view of his life and death, when he was told that there were no hopes of recovery, he had accepted his fate.
However, when Jing Qian told him that there was hope of him standing up again in the future, he suddenly didn’t feel like dying.
But then God decided to make a joke of him.
Even before treating the problem in his legs, his organs had decided to give up on him.
For some reason, when he saw the calm expression on Jing Qian’s face, Zhan Lichuan felt calm as well.
“Since none of you have a conclusion for now, shouldn’t we try the pills that Young Mistress brought for Third Young Master? We should let Third Young Master take it first, and then run another round of tests after that.”
“Oh, that’s right!”
Master Zhan, who was sulking before this, immediately got back on his feet and turned to Jing Qian. Just when he was about to ask Jing Qian for them, Zhan Shuyu acted before he did. She had already rushed towards Jing Qian and taken the pills out of Jing Qian’s bag.
Then, she ran back to Zhan Lichuan’s bed, and when she went to take the pills out, she realized that she had no idea how many pills Zhan Lichuan should take.
She awkwardly turned around and asked Jing Qian, “Qianqian, how many pills should he take? How many times a day?”
“With such precious pills and with such a limited amount, just take one a day for now. Once you manage to get enough pills in the future, you can take two pills a day. The effect of these pills is sufficient enough to improve one’s inner circulation. The problem of heart failure may not be improved, but I can promise that it will not further deteriorate,” Professor Wu replied instead.
Zhan Shuyu bit on her lips as she picked up the glass from the table and was about to grab the pills.
Just when she was about to get her hands on the pills, Jing Qian grabbed onto her wrist.
“Qianqian?”
“I’ll do it.”
All of a sudden, and for no apparent reason, Jing Qian forcefully took the bottle away from Zhan Shuyu. Then, she took out a wooden tong from her bag and used it to pick out a pill from the porcelain bottle.
Placing the pills inside Zhan Lichuan’s mouth, she explained.
“The pills should not come into contact with water. Otherwise, the effect of the pills will be reduced. It also cannot be left outside for more than ten minutes, causing it to become oxidized. You cannot take it with your bare hands, as it will also reduce its efficacy. Don’t take any water with it. Just leave it in your mouth and allow it to dissolve on its own. This will allow the pills to have the greatest effect.”
As Jing Qian was giving these instructions, Zhan Lichuan was experiencing the effect of the pill that was in his mouth.
A strong herbal scent went through all the orifices in his head, even rushing into his head. His blurry and drowsy mind was immediately cleared.
Then, with the pills still in his mouth and after experiencing the rush in his head, he steadied his breathing. Along with that, the scent slowly entered his body through his trachea and esophagus.
“Due to his body’s condition, our specialist decided that it was best to temporarily not treat it. However, the blood report today showed that the Phosgene levels in his body had gone back to normal. Would it be possible that this is because the toxins have all entered into his heart?”
They have never encountered something like this before.
Professor Qing took another look at the blood report, but in the end, he still gave the same reply.
“From all these reports, the signs show that the organ failure is because of his circulation. It isn’t because of these toxins.”
As Zhan Lichuan listened to Professor Qing’s explanation, he silently turned and glanced at Jing Qian, who had a calm look on her face as she tried to be uninvolved in the situation.
Before this, he had no idea what the black liquid was that came out of his body, but now he finally found the answer.
The truth was that his dear wife had been using those needles to get rid of the toxins that were inside his body.
This feeling… It was as if he had been rescued by an ancient, genius doctor.
In view of his life and death, when he was told that there were no hopes of recovery, he had accepted his fate.
However, when Jing Qian told him that there was hope of him standing up again in the future, he suddenly didn’t feel like dying.
But then God decided to make a joke of him.
Even before treating the problem in his legs, his organs had decided to give up on him.
For some reason, when he saw the calm expression on Jing Qian’s face, Zhan Lichuan felt calm as well.
“Since none of you have a conclusion for now, shouldn’t we try the pills that Young Mistress brought for Third Young Master? We should let Third Young Master take it first, and then run another round of tests after that.”
“Oh, that’s right!”
Master Zhan, who was sulking before this, immediately got back on his feet and turned to Jing Qian. Just when he was about to ask Jing Qian for them, Zhan Shuyu acted before he did. She had already rushed towards Jing Qian and taken the pills out of Jing Qian’s bag.
Then, she ran back to Zhan Lichuan’s bed, and when she went to take the pills out, she realized that she had no idea how many pills Zhan Lichuan should take.
She awkwardly turned around and asked Jing Qian, “Qianqian, how many pills should he take? How many times a day?”
“With such precious pills and with such a limited amount, just take one a day for now. Once you manage to get enough pills in the future, you can take two pills a day. The effect of these pills is sufficient enough to improve one’s inner circulation. The problem of heart failure may not be improved, but I can promise that it will not further deteriorate,” Professor Wu replied instead.
Zhan Shuyu bit on her lips as she picked up the glass from the table and was about to grab the pills.
Just when she was about to get her hands on the pills, Jing Qian grabbed onto her wrist.
“Qianqian?”
“I’ll do it.”
All of a sudden, and for no apparent reason, Jing Qian forcefully took the bottle away from Zhan Shuyu. Then, she took out a wooden tong from her bag and used it to pick out a pill from the porcelain bottle.
Placing the pills inside Zhan Lichuan’s mouth, she explained.
“The pills should not come into contact with water. Otherwise, the effect of the pills will be reduced. It also cannot be left outside for more than ten minutes, causing it to become oxidized. You cannot take it with your bare hands, as it will also reduce its efficacy. Don’t take any water with it. Just leave it in your mouth and allow it to dissolve on its own. This will allow the pills to have the greatest effect.”
As Jing Qian was giving these instructions, Zhan Lichuan was experiencing the effect of the pill that was in his mouth.
A strong herbal scent went through all the orifices in his head, even rushing into his head. His blurry and drowsy mind was immediately cleared.
Then, with the pills still in his mouth and after experiencing the rush in his head, he steadied his breathing. Along with that, the scent slowly entered his body through his trachea and esophagus.
