Mr. Yan, wake up! Your wife isn't a delicate little flower.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, come quickly!" Su Jin hurriedly led Cheng Xihe to the bathroom.

He watched Cheng Xihe nervously.

At this point, Yan Mingchuan was in too much pain to care about anyone else.

He lowered his head, his strong, powerful arms resting on the wooden barrel, his arm span incredibly long.

His slender fingers dug fiercely into the wooden bucket, his knuckles turning white, and you could even see small dents in the bucket.

Even in such pain, Yan Mingchuan didn't scream and yell like Su Jin.

"Sister-in-law!" Su Jin urged.

Cheng Xihe glanced at him: "Look at President Yan, he doesn't call people that out of turn. You should learn from him."

"I was in so much pain that I almost lost consciousness. I must have screamed the whole time. It wasn't my fault."

Su Jin offered a few words of explanation for herself, then glanced guiltily at Cheng Xihe, "You, you should let Brother Yan take a look first."

"What's so interesting about President Yan? It's just a normal treatment reaction."

Cheng Xihe gestured with his chin toward Su Jin: "Go find me a chair, I'll sit here and watch."

"OK!"

Cheng Xihe sat down next to Yan Mingchuan.

Yan Mingchuan, standing next to him, had his head hanging down, his bare shoulders, neck, and back all red and covered with fine beads of sweat.

She gently placed her hand on Yan Mingchuan's arm.

The person beneath the fingertips visibly trembled.

Cheng Xihe chuckled lightly: "President Yan, you have sensitive skin, does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Yan Mingchuan squeezed out two words through gritted teeth, his arms tense, straining even more than before.

Cheng Xihe chuckled, "Doesn't it really hurt?"

Her fingers pressed lightly but firmly on Yan Mingchuan's arm.

Yan Mingchuan remained silent, refusing to utter a sound of pain.

Cheng Xihe smiled and said, "Alright, alright, I know President Yan is amazing, and you're not afraid of pain."

Su Jin stood aside and watched Cheng Xihe tease Yan Mingchuan, pursing her lips and remaining silent.

Cheng Xihe glanced at Su Jin and said, "What are you still doing here? Go out. I'll stay with him. I'll call you over if I need anything."

"Okay, sister-in-law!" Su Jin didn't even ask any questions and just left.

After Su Jin left, Cheng Xihe leaned over the edge of the bathtub, staring curiously at Yan Mingchuan.

Yan Mingchuan laboriously raised his eyes to look at Cheng Xihe: "What is it?"

"President Yan, your arm is very strong." After saying that, Cheng Xihe restlessly placed his hand on Yan Mingchuan's arm again.

Yan Mingchuan replied without changing his expression, "Hmm."

"How's your leg?"

Cheng Xihe looked at him curiously: "Are you feeling anything?"

"It hurts, it's hot."

The pain is in my legs, and the heat is in my whole body.

He could feel something churning inside his body, causing him excruciating pain.

"It's good that the vine hurts. I was afraid you wouldn't feel any pain at all." Cheng Xihe nodded and looked away.

Forty minutes later, Yan Mingchuan called out, "I should get up."

"It's okay, you can soak in it again."

Cheng Xihe pressed on his shoulder: "Now that you're conscious, you can try again."

Before Yan Mingchuan could react, Cheng Xihe reached into the wooden tub and gently patted Yan Mingchuan's leg: "How about this? Do you feel it when I pat you?"

"A little bit, like a kitten scratching an itch." Yan Mingchuan frowned and described it.

Cheng Xihe nodded: "Yes, that's right. It means you're really conscious now, and the toxins should have been completely eliminated."

"Um?"

Yan Mingchuan looked at Cheng Xihe, puzzled.

Cheng Xihe reached out, took a handkerchief to wipe his hands, and then patted the edge of the wooden tub: "Put your hands here, let me take your pulse again."

"it is good."

Yan Mingchuan nodded, his ear tips turning bright red.

He placed his hand on the edge of the wooden tub and looked at Cheng Xihe.

Cheng Xihe reached out and checked his pulse, her eyes widening: "You know what, your body is really amazing, the toxins have almost all been eliminated."

"After you soak tonight, you will vomit black blood; it's the last bit of stagnant blood."

Cheng Xihe placed her hand on Yan Mingchuan's chest: "You'll come out from here."

"Okay, I'll be prepared." Yan Mingchuan nodded, not feeling any discomfort in his chest area.

Cheng Xihe smiled and said, "That's not what I wanted to say. What I really wanted to say is that you can start other small projects now."

"What plan?" Yan Mingchuan asked, puzzled.

Cheng Xihe rested her chin on her hand and said, "For example, deliberately vomiting blood to let people know that you are about to die, and expose the person who framed you."

"I do intend to do that." Yan Mingchuan made no attempt to hide his feelings, and smiled back as he looked at Cheng Xihe's smile.

Patting Yan Mingchuan on the shoulder, Cheng Xihe said, "As expected of President Yan, you think the same way I do."

"Alright, Xihe, is there anything else? If not, I'd like to come out."

Yan Mingchuan had regained feeling in his legs, and he wondered if he could still feel them after leaving the pot of medicinal herbs.

Cheng Xihe glanced at the time: "Let's wait a few more minutes. You stay here, I'll go find Su Jin to help you."

"Um."

It was a very tall wooden barrel, and because of his mobility issues, he couldn't get out.

Before long, Su Jin and a few people brought Yan Mingchuan out, gave him a shower, and changed his clothes.

Cheng Xihe sat on the first floor watching TV, holding a small notebook and a pen in his hand.

After finishing her work, Su Jin sat down next to Cheng Xihe and asked obediently, "Sister-in-law, what are you writing?"

"Write a new prescription."

Cheng Xihe pondered for a moment and said, "President Yan will vomit blood in a moment."

Have someone prepare the medicine according to my prescription, and give it to him after he vomits blood, understand?

"You were able to predict all of this?" Su Jin's eyes widened, and her gaze towards Cheng Xihe was filled with respect.

Cheng Xihe smiled and said, "It's not a prediction, but a process he must go through."

"Yeah?"

Su Jin scratched her head, took the prescription, and left.

Cheng Xihe tossed the notebook onto the coffee table, just as she was about to continue watching TV, when her phone rang.

She glanced at the caller ID, stood up, looked around, and said to the butler standing beside her:

"I'm going out to take this call. Go upstairs and check on Yan Mingchuan."

"Yes, Miss Cheng." The butler nodded and hurried upstairs.

Stepping out of the Yan family home, Cheng Xihe's expression darkened as he answered the phone: "Feed?"

"Spider, I need to talk to you urgently." A frantic voice came from the other end of the phone.

Cheng Xihe said coldly, "This is against the rules. You shouldn't have contacted me by phone directly."

If his phone is being tapped, her private phone number cannot be protected.

The other person was so anxious they were almost crying: "I'm really worried. I wouldn't have called you directly if I had no other choice."

"Get to the point."

"I'm trapped in the jungle right now, and I had no choice but to call you via satellite phone."

The other party tearfully explained their task, then kept apologizing: "I'm sorry, Spider, I really have no other choice, I didn't want this to happen either."

"I understand. You stay where you are. I'll go find a computer, locate your position, and have someone rescue you."

Cheng Xihe knew that this was a matter of life and death, so he could not hesitate and could only try to find a way to save the person as soon as possible.

The person on the other end of the phone repeatedly thanked him: "I'm sorry, Spider, I really didn't mean it, I had no other choice."

And I can't stay put right now; someone's chasing me.

"I'm really impressed by you."

Cheng Xihe rubbed his forehead helplessly: "You can't see the map right now, can you?"

If she remembered correctly, satellite phones were extremely bulky, and being able to make calls was already a feat, plus there were time restrictions.

"Yes, I had to use a satellite phone to answer the call while running for my life."

The other party was quite helpless: "I didn't expect this mission to be full of traps, and I've stirred up their lair."

Who would have thought that a criminal gang's hideout was in a remote, dense forest, and that there were so many of them?

He not only stumbled upon an illegal transaction but also witnessed a hail of bullets, and took advantage of the chaos to steal something.

I don't know why he was discovered; he was hiding perfectly well.

As he ran, the man said, "Spider, I think someone leaked my whereabouts. Is it a deliberate attempt to frame me?"

"Very likely."

Cheng Xihe said with a headache, "Next time you accept a task, can you please go through the review process first?"

"I didn't take the job here. I just saw that the price they offered was good, and they even offered a prepayment, so I went there."

"Serves you right."

Cheng Xihe said bluntly, then added, "Keep running and conserve your energy. Don't run around aimlessly. Remember to hide wherever you can."

"Then hurry up, Spider, I'm waiting for you." The person on the other end hung up the phone immediately after saying that.

Cheng Xihe held his phone, sighed helplessly, and turned to go back to the villa.

Now, almost everyone in the villa should be in Yan Mingchuan's room watching over him.

Cheng Xihe thought for a moment and then went to the study.