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

Chapter 31 Yan Mingchuan Feels Pain for the First Time

"I've reviewed your medical report. Now I'm going to examine your body."

Cheng Xihe was holding a cloth bag, and he didn't look very proper.

Su Jin asked warily, "Are you really the Ghost Hand...?"

"You're too noisy."

Cheng Xihe put away the cloth bag, sat down, and held out his hand: "Tea."

Bai Ce poured him a cup of tea and pulled Su Jin away: "Why are you bothering them? Do you want to get checked or not?"

"If you don't want me, I'll take you away."

"Who knows if you guys are scammers? The Spider Organization doesn't seem very reliable..."

"It's so noisy, hahaha!"

Bai Ce took a piece of osmanthus cake from the table and stuffed it into Su Jin's mouth. "Following procedure, let's see how things go first."

"Waaaaah."

Su Jin struggled to get up, but Yan Mingchuan coldly said, "It's alright."

Walking to Yan Mingchuan's side, Cheng Xihe's gaze fell on the soft couch not far away: "Go lie down there."

"Should we check here?"

Yan Mingchuan's tone was cold and detached, with a hint of mockery.

He was certain that the man was trying to scam him.

Other people use various equipment for examinations, but I've never seen anyone just find a place to lie down and start the examination.

"Just listen to me, don't make a fuss."

Cheng Xihe was about to help Yan Mingchuan onto the soft couch when she saw that he had easily climbed onto the couch using the strength of his own arms.

On the soft couch, a long line of people lay.

Yan Mingchuan's hands were neatly folded over his abdomen, like a robot being controlled.

Without thinking too much, Cheng Xihe opened his cloth bag and pulled out a bundle of thread.

"What is that?"

Bai Ce stuffed another piece of pastry into his mouth: "Don't ask so many questions you shouldn't ask. Just eat your food."

"Put your hands here."

Cheng Xihe took a small pillow and placed it by the bedside.

Turning his head, Yan Mingchuan saw Cheng Xihe's profile.

Although most of it was covered by a mask, only a vague outline could be seen.

But Yan Mingchuan still felt that he must have seen her somewhere before.

"Can't you understand human language?"

Yan Mingchuan was in a daze when he heard Cheng Xihe's slightly impatient voice.

After placing his hands properly, Yan Mingchuan turned his head away.

The red silk thread taut, and Cheng Xihe began to listen to the pulse.

Su Jin stopped making a fuss and sat down to eat.

A short while later, Cheng Xihe retrieved the silk thread: "Hmm, you don't have any hidden ailments, and you've never been seriously ill before."

The biggest problem is this leg injury whose cause we can't figure out.

Taking out his notebook, Cheng Xihe began to write: "You received timely treatment after the car accident, and your leg injury is not serious."

Logically speaking, these are minor issues and easily treated.

His leg was not broken, and there were no other problems.

It's been too long since it was used, so it's shrunk a bit.

"If you're still not well after so long, you should probably check the people around you, because you've been poisoned."

Cheng Xihe sized up Yan Mingchuan.

The other party seemed completely unsurprised that they had been ambushed.

Yan Mingchuan remained silent.

Su Jin, who was standing to the side, couldn't hold back any longer: "Can it be cured?"

"Yes, but not now."

Cheng Xihe reached out and pinched Yan Mingchuan's face:

"There's not much meat left. Only my arms are used regularly, so they're relatively thick."

Your body can't withstand the pain of detoxification.

Cheng Xihe took a piece of paper and wrote down a prescription: "Take the medicine according to this prescription for a week."

If it works, proceed to the second stage.

At least three stages of nutritional support are needed before formal treatment can begin.

"good!"

Su Jin quickly ran over and took the prescription, flatteringly asking, "Dr. Ghost Hand, is there anything else we need to do?"

"Starting today, no other medications, injections, or anything like that are allowed. Can you do that during my next checkup?"

Cheng Xihe glanced at Yan Mingchuan.

The latter had already sat up: "How can we trust you?"

"Oh, you can choose not to believe me."

Walking up to Yan Mingchuan, Cheng Xihe pulled out a needle and stuck it into his wrist.

"hiss!"

Yan Mingchuan felt as if his entire arm no longer belonged to him, and it went limp.

His forehead was covered with tiny beads of sweat.

It looked like he was enduring immense pain.

This was the first time in so many years that Su Jin had heard Yan Mingchuan feel pain.

This is an amazing person who doesn't even utter a sound of pain after a car accident!

"I didn't do anything to you, I just wanted you to break a sweat."

Cheng Xihe withdrew the needle.

Yan Mingchuan, who had been sitting tensely, relaxed completely and collapsed onto the bed.

Like a frail, beautiful woman whose strength has been drained away.

Su Jin couldn't sit still any longer and quickly went over to help him up: "Brother Yan, how are you?"

"What did you do to him?"

A pale hand pressed down on Su Jin's wrist. Yan Mingchuan looked up at Cheng Xihe and said, "Thank you. I feel much better."

"Yes, you have blocked meridians in many parts of your body. I'm just helping you relieve the blockage temporarily."

"We'll proceed to the next step once you've recovered."

After wiping the needle, Cheng Xihe stood up: "The treatment will incur additional costs. We'll discuss it further once you've decided."

"Hey, Dr. Ghost Hand, could you please give me your contact information?" Su Jin asked with a smile as she approached Cheng Xihe.

Bo Ce raised his hand to refuse: "I'm sorry, we haven't established a formal cooperative relationship yet, so we can't have any contact methods outside of the platform at the moment."

"Okay, okay."

Seeing that Bai Ce refused and Cheng Xihe had no intention of making a private connection, Su Jin could only regretfully give up.

"Brother Yan, they've left."

"Um."

Yan Mingchuan sat down and took a sip of tea.

After a moment's hesitation, Su Jin suggested, "Brother Yan, what do you think? Should I send a few people to follow them and keep an eye on things?"

Perhaps we can follow them to find the spider web's base.

That's the world's largest intelligence organization.

"No need, I can't afford to offend them."

Having been in the business for so many years, Yan Mingchuan knew the power of the Spider Web and how they were vengeful.

"And your leg..."

With a light scoff, Yan Mingchuan touched his leg: "Anyway, it's been useless for so many years, let's give it a try."

Perhaps, a miracle really will happen.

Holding the prescription in his hand, Yan Mingchuan glanced at it.

The ghost hand's handwriting is quite good; it's pleasing to the eye.

Yan Mingchuan handed over the prescription: "Take this prescription to Elder Huang for a look. If there are no problems, we can use it. Also, carefully examine the medicinal ingredients listed."

"it is good."

Just as Su Jin was about to take it, Yan Mingchuan raised an eyebrow at him: "Take a picture with your phone, I'll keep this one."

"what?"

I don't understand, but I respect it.

Su Jin took a picture and sent it to Old Huang, then got up and walked behind Yan Mingchuan: "Brother Yan, shall we go home too?"

"Um."

When Yan Mingchuan and his companion came out, they saw two cars leaving in the distance.

He has had a photographic memory since childhood.

I remembered the license plate at a glance.

"Su Jin".

"Brother Yan, what's wrong?"

Su Jin lowered her head and looked at Yan Mingchuan.