Wu Wenjing’s sudden shift in attitude stunned the already-nervous Shen Youwei.
Shen Wanqian’s eyes, however, lit up as he looked at Yang Yi with delight.
‘Has Xiaoyang truly inherited the medical skills of that reclusive Elder Immortal?’
‘If so, my luck is just too good to be true!’
Yang Yi looked at him, calm and composed.
“You had a nosebleed the morning before last.”
“It happened again yesterday morning and last night before you went to sleep.
You also didn’t sleep well all night.
Am I right?”
Wu Wenjing had thought Yang Yi was just a young brat spouting nonsense.
But Yang Yi’s clear description of his symptoms from the past two days forced him to take this seriously.
At this thought, his expression turned icy, and his tone became disdainful.
“Kid, cut the crap.
I know my own body better than anyone!”
“If I were really seriously ill, I’d be more worried than you!
Who knows where you heard all this!”
“You’re too naive if you think you can trick me with some information you picked up somewhere!”
Seeing his confident expression, Shen Wanqian also began to feel a little uncertain.
Yang Yi smiled faintly.
“Oh?
In that case, just assume I was talking nonsense.
You can leave.
Uncle Shen doesn’t need to work with you.”
Shen Youwei’s and Shen Wanqian’s expressions changed simultaneously, and they turned to look at him anxiously.
Even though his discussion with Wu Wenjing had been unpleasant, Shen Wanqian would never have burned his bridges like that!
Yang Yi’s words had just blocked off any path of retreat.
If their out-of-province supply chain had issues later, they wouldn’t even have the chance to find an emergency supplier within the province.
Wu Wenjing said harshly, “Out of respect for President Shen, I won’t stoop to your level!”
With that, he strode straight out the door.
“President Wu!”
Shen Wanqian forced himself to speak, trying to get him to stay.
But Yang Yi said, “Uncle Shen, there’s no need to grovel before a dying man.”
“Xiaoyang!”
Shen Wanqian looked helpless, but Wu Wenjing had already walked out of the room and shut the door behind him.
“Sigh!”
Shen Wanqian looked crestfallen.
“This is a disaster.
We’ve completely alienated him!”
Shen Youwei forced a smile onto her delicate face.
“Dad, it’s okay.
We just have to stand firm and not buy medicinal herbs from President Wu.”
Shen Wanqian sighed and shook his head without a word.
Yang Yi, however, was perfectly calm.
“Youwei, don’t you two worry.
Sooner or later, Wu Wenjing will come back begging.”
Shen Youwei shook her head.
‘Yang Yi is a great person in every respect,’ she thought, ‘but he’s a little too overconfident.’
‘It’s good to be confident, but overconfidence is just arrogance.
And how can arrogance be a good thing?’
Shen Wanqian said, “Xiaoyang, you were actually a bit reckless this time.”
“A boss at Wu Wenjing’s level definitely gets regular physicals.
If he had some fatal disease, he’d be the first to know.”
“If it were really as serious as you claim, his private doctors would have urged him to be hospitalized for treatment long ago.
Why would they let him just wander around?”
Yang Yi smiled.
“No doctor, no matter how skilled, is as accurate as I am.
Some things can’t be detected by machines.”
Shen Youwei’s lovely eyebrows furrowed slightly.
‘Those words,’ she thought, ‘are just too arrogant.’
Seeing their pessimistic attitude, Yang Yi knew they wouldn’t believe him based on words alone.
A minute or so passed, and Shen Wanqian was about to lead them back to their original room.
Just then, Yang Yi suddenly said, “Uncle Shen, President Wu is back.”
Shen Wanqian froze.
At that exact moment, a knock sounded on the door.
Then, Wu Wenjing pushed the door open and entered, his face grim!
Shen Wanqian was utterly astonished.
His jaw dropped, and he and Shen Youwei stared at Wu Wenjing in disbelief!
‘He actually came back!’
‘Is Yang Yi’s mouth blessed or something?’
Wu Wenjing ignored the shocked father and daughter, walking straight up to Yang Yi.
He had left on purpose, wanting to see if Yang Yi was just putting on an act.
But after waiting for quite a while, nothing happened!
So he decided to come back.
“What exactly is wrong with me?
Can you cure it?”
Yang Yi replied nonchalantly, “I can.”
Wu Wenjing took a deep breath and said, “Last night, when my nose started bleeding, I felt a stabbing pain in my head.
I wished I could just smash my head against a wall and die!”
“I went and got it checked.
They said there was nothing wrong, aside from some nervous exhaustion.”
“If you can cure me, you can name any price!”
Yang Yi asked, “How much do you think your life is worth?”
Wu Wenjing’s brow furrowed.
“What kind of question is that?
My life is priceless, of course!”
Yang Yi said, “In that case, just supply Uncle Shen with medicinal herbs for free from now on.”
“…”
The three people in the room were so shocked by his condition that they were speechless.
Wu Wenjing was even more furious.
“Kid, do you have any idea who you’re talking to?
You…”
Suddenly, Wu Wenjing felt a warmth in his nostrils, followed by a strange coolness spreading through his nasal passages.
Then, liquid began to stream down.
Shen Wanqian was shocked and quickly grabbed some tissues for him.
“President Wu, your nose is bleeding!”
Wu Wenjing cried out in terror, “Save me!”
He collapsed to the floor, his face contorting in agony.
Then his limbs began to tremble as if he were having a seizure.
His expression went slack, and he looked as though he was going into shock.
Shen Wanqian was terrified and said urgently, “Xiaoyang, quick, save him!
We can’t let anything happen to him here!”
If Wu Wenjing died here, he’d be in a situation he could never explain his way out of!
This would be all over tomorrow’s headlines, and the stock price of Wanqian Group would take a direct hit.
Yang Yi nodded and calmly took a case of silver needles from his pocket.
‘Uncle Shen said he can’t die here.
In that case, not even King Yama himself could take Wu Wenjing away today.’
Yang Yi’s hands moved in a blur.
First, he applied the Qi Smoothing Needle Skill, followed by the Blood Circulation Needle Skill, and finished with a technique to soothe Wu Wenjing’s nerves.
Shen Wanqian was mesmerized.
Yang Yi’s movements were so fast that it almost looked like he was just jabbing the needles in at random.
“COUGH!
COUGH!
COUGH!”
Wu Wenjing suddenly let out a few soft coughs.
His condition returned to normal, and his nose stopped bleeding.
“President Wu, how are you feeling?” Shen Wanqian asked hurriedly.
“I’m fine.
Much better, in fact…”
Wu Wenjing immediately got to his feet and bowed deeply to Yang Yi.
“Divine Doctor Yang, thank you for saving my life!
I am eternally grateful for this!”
He hurriedly took a bank card from his wallet.
“There are ten million in here.
I know it’s not much, but I’ll definitely make it up to you later!”
Yang Yi shook his head.
“That’s not necessary.
If you truly want to thank me, just discuss the medicinal herb matter with Uncle Shen.”
Wu Wenjing’s expression grew serious.
“I was going to discuss it with President Shen regardless!
But this ten million—I insist you take it!”
Yang Yi was about to refuse again, but Wu Wenjing turned his gaze toward Shen Wanqian.
The latter immediately understood and said, “Xiaoyang, President Wu is being so sincere.
Don’t refuse him.
Ten million isn’t an excessive amount, just accept it.”
Hearing this, Yang Yi relented with a sigh.
“Alright, then.”
Wu Wenjing breathed a sigh of relief and gave Shen Wanqian a grateful look.
After Yang Yi accepted the bank card, Wu Wenjing said solemnly, “President Shen, let’s renegotiate our partnership for the medicinal herb supply!”