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

The next morning.

Cheng Xihe got up early to go for a run.

Upon returning to the villa, he stopped a maid: "Hello, could you please prepare breakfast?"

"it is good."

The maid picked up the walkie-talkie to notify the kitchen, but was stopped by Cheng Xihe:

"Hey, wait a minute."

"Miss Cheng, is there anything else you need?" The maid turned off the button and waited for Cheng Xihe to give instructions.

Cheng Xihe thought for a moment and made a small request: "I like noodles, and I like them spicy."

"Okay, Ms. Cheng."

Cheng Xihe waved his hand: "Okay, you go ahead and do your work, I'll go upstairs to find Bai Ce."

"Miss Cheng, the young master doesn't like to be disturbed while sleeping," the maid reminded him.

"fine."

Cheng Xihe chuckled: "He wouldn't dare to cause trouble. Remember to have someone prepare breakfast for him too."

"it is good."

Without another word, the servants quickly went to work.

The entire upstairs floor is Bai Ce's private space, and even the shower room is ridiculously large.

"Knock knock knock".

Cheng Xihe knocked on the door, but no one answered, so she pushed the door open and went in.

In his dream, Bai Ce saw a plump roasted duck leg covered in plum sauce, which smelled delicious.

He smacked his lips and reached out to grab the roast duck leg: "Come on, into my mouth..."

"Snapped!"

The roast duck leg sprouted limbs, its entire body covered in crispy skin, and the brown roast duck twisted and turned.

Immediately afterwards, a plump duck wing stretched out and slapped him across the face, smearing his face with plum sauce.

"Ouch, that hurts!"

Bai Ce woke up with his face covered and saw Cheng Xihe staring at him with a cold expression.

"Holy crap, this is unbelievable!"

He quickly covered himself with the blanket, shivering.

Cheng Xihe raised an eyebrow, her voice cold and detached: "Take another good look and see if you've seen a ghost."

"Boss... Boss!"

Bai Ce sat up abruptly, pulling the blanket up to his chest, looking like a wronged wife. "What are you doing here? This is my room, isn't it?"

Bai Ce was jolted awake by the fright and looked around somewhat uncertainly.

"Stop looking, it's your room."

Cheng Xihe patted him on the shoulder: "What are you nervous about? It's just that you're not wearing any clothes."

Get up.

Taking two steps back, Cheng Xihe raised an eyebrow: "Get dressed. Breakfast has been prepared. I'll wait for you downstairs."

After we finished eating, we set off for the hospital.

"good!"

Bai Ce dawdled for ten minutes before coming downstairs.

At breakfast time, Cheng Xihe slurped up noodles while drinking cola.

Bai Ce's eyes widened: "Boss, you're drinking iced cola so early in the morning? That's not a good idea."

"It's okay, I'm in good health."

Cheng Xihe shrugged and happily slurped up his noodles.

Bai Ce took a bite of toast and drank a glass of milk: "Boss, why do we have to give Yan Mingchuan a physical exam again?"

So many doctors have examined me, but they haven't found anything useful.

"I'll see how it goes."

Cheng Xihe chuckled: "What if we discover the problem was caused by someone from the medical examination agency?"

"Among those wealthy families, there's a lot of backstabbing and infighting."

His eyes darted around, and Bai Ce nodded, "That makes some sense, but boss, do you really know that much about wealthy families?"

"It's always been like this."

Cheng Xihe shrugged: "When we get there, we'll keep a close eye on them and see who's causing the problem."

"Yes, boss!"

Seeing Cheng Xihe enjoying his noodles so much, Bai Ce had breakfast served to him as well.

"Tsk, boss, are you even from the South? Why do you like noodles so much?"

He slurped it up and nodded in satisfaction: "I'll eat this again next time."

"Is my eating noodles an eyesore to you?"

Cheng Xihe raised an eyebrow and glanced at them.

She has loved eating noodles and dumplings since she was a child, and she also likes spicy food, which Bai Ce finds very hard to understand.

Seeing this, Bai Ce quickly waved his hand: "How could I dare say you're an eyesore! Boss, please don't be angry."

"Then why do you talk so much nonsense?"

Cheng Xihe snorted coldly: "Eat your food, and stop making noise."

"Okay, boss."

Bai Ce quickly shut his mouth, not daring to say another word.

"belch!"

After letting out a burp, Bai Ce rubbed his stomach and said, "I can't eat anymore."

"I told you to have breakfast, but you insisted on eating so much."

Looking down at the time on his phone, Cheng Xihe stood up: "Let's go, let's set off."

What kind of car do you want to drive today?

Bai Ce led Cheng Xihe to the car key cabinet: "The car keys are all in there. Choose whichever you want to drive."

"Beep beep beep!"

Without Bai Ce even having to say anything, Cheng Xihe skillfully entered the password.

"Your password is too simple, it's all the same."

Bai Ce shrugged, looking nonchalant: "Besides you, no one else knows this password."

Cheng Xihe's slender fingers traced across rows of luxury car keys, finally stopping at the Land Rover key: "This one will do. Let's give it a try."

"Okay, boss, you can have whatever you want."

Bai Ce looked obedient.

A short while later, the car stopped in the hospital parking lot.

"This car looks good." Cheng Xihe put on a mask.

As soon as I got off the bus, my eyes fell on a car.

The car is black, and it looks like a new car.

It looks very luxurious.

Cheng Xihe looked the car up and down a few times: "This car looks good, how much is it?"

"Holy crap!"

Bo Ce's eyes lit up immediately: "Boss, this is a limited edition of only ten cars in the world. You can't buy it even if you have the money now."

"Oh?"

A hint of regret flashed in Cheng Xihe's eyes.

She quite liked the car.

"If Dr. Ghost Hand likes this car, you can have it as a bonus if you cure my illness."

Yan Mingchuan's deep and clear voice came from behind.

Cheng Xihe turned around and saw him gliding over in his wheelchair, with Su Jin following behind at a leisurely pace.

Bai Ce was startled and hurriedly put on a mask as well, which made things seem more obvious than they were.

"Is this your car?" Cheng Xiche looked at him, seemingly trying to find a hint of lying on his face.

Yan Mingchuan glanced to the side, and Su Jin waved the keys: "Of course they belong to our Brother Yan."

"This car is a limited edition, and you're just giving it to me like this?" Cheng Xihe looked at Yan Mingchuan with some interest in her eyes.

Before Yan Mingchuan could speak, Su Jin explained, "Our Brother Yan keeps his word and won't lie to you."

"As long as Doctor Ghost Hand can heal my leg." Yan Mingchuan raised his eyes, his distant gaze fixed on Cheng Xihe.

Cheng Xihe chuckled: "Alright, have you prepared all the medical examination details I asked you to?"

"Ready?" Su Jin quickly replied, and took out a list.

The above is the list of medical examination items she requested: "These have all been prepared according to the requirements of the Ghost Hand Doctor."

The list has been prepared for your convenience.

Cheng Xihe's gaze lingered on the handed-over list for less than two seconds. He tapped the paper with his fingertip and uttered a single, extremely brief syllable: "Let's go."

The four of them entered the hospital's physical examination center...