At 4:30 in the morning, the plane from the Blue Ocean to Yanjing landed smoothly at Yanjing Airport.

Qin Yang held the suitcase with one hand and Han Xue's cold little palm with the other, and walked slowly towards the outside of the airport with the sparse flow of people.

At the entrance of the airport building, a black Mercedes-Benz car parked there. Seeing Qin Yang and Han Xue coming out, Uncle Chen immediately pushed open the door and got out of the car and came over.

"Uncle Chen, didn't you tell me to have a good rest? Why did you come here in person?" Qin Yang said with a wry smile.

Uncle Chen took the box from his hand and said as he walked: "Young Master Qin rushed over from the blue sea in the middle of the night. If I don't come to pick it up in person, the master will definitely scold me. It's cold outside, so get in the car quickly and I'll take you back and have a rest first."

After the three got on the bus, Uncle Chen drove along the airport expressway toward Yanjing city.

Because Han Yuan suddenly became seriously ill, Han Xue was in a very bad mood. She cried all the way on the plane. Her eyes were red and swollen at this time, and she looked haggard. After getting on the bus, she had been leaning on Qin Yang's shoulder and did not avoid suspicion. This scene made Uncle Chen feel very pleased.

Qin Yang heard Han Xue talk about Han Yuan’s condition, but Han Xue didn’t know much, and because of her anxiety, she said vaguely. He then had a conversation with Uncle Chen for a while.

Uncle Chen has been with Han Yuan in the sanatorium for a while. He looks extremely tired and has a shiny bald head. He probably hasn't been able to take a shower for several days.

He sighed and said, "The master's illness is so sudden. Everyone was caught off guard. This is very difficult."

Qin Yang gently stroked Han Xue's back, helping Han Xue calm down, and asked: "What's wrong? Isn't Uncle Han's health always good? Why did he become so sick all of a sudden?"

Uncle Chen sighed: "As people get older, they will inevitably have minor problems of one kind or another. It's just that the master is strong and will not easily tell us the people below."

Uncle Chen has followed Han Yuan for decades. When Han Yuan started his business from scratch, the two were excellent alliances. Although Uncle Chen did not have the talent for business, he valued affection and friendship. He was half of Han Yuan's brother. He knew more than outsiders.

At this time, Uncle Chen explained slowly: "The company has had some problems recently. The pressure on the master is too great. In addition, the climate in Yanjing is not good. It is probably because he didn't sleep well at night. He caught a cold accidentally. He didn't care at that time. He took a few quick-acting cold medicines. But after two days, his condition suddenly worsened. He first had a cold and cough, and then the complications of hypertension also rose. Then he hurriedly transferred to the hospital for hospitalization. After several days of examination, he did not find a definite result. Instead, the situation became more and more serious. He couldn't get out of bed now. The doctor said that it seemed to be a neurosis, but it has not been confirmed yet. The hospital did not dare to take medicine randomly. He could only drag it on like this. The hospital has issued a notice of critical illness, and the situation is very critical."

Uncle Chen said with a sad look on his face. Han Xue, who had finally calmed down, cried again. Qin Yang gently patted Han Xue's back, hugging her tighter, and said, "Have you ever thought of other ways? If it really doesn't work, it's okay to send her abroad."

Uncle Chen shook his head bitterly and said, "I'm afraid it won't work. The company's affairs have not been handled yet. The master is worried. I'm afraid. The master has paid all his life."

Qin Yang smiled bitterly and said, "Nothing is important. Uncle Chen, don't be busy sending us to rest first, or go to the hospital first."

Uncle Chen said in surprise: "You guys come here in the middle of the night, you must be very tired. How can this work?"

Qin Yang chuckled and said, "Just as I said, I want to go and see if I can help."

When Han Xue heard this, she immediately said, "Qin Yang, don't you also treat the disease? You will definitely have a solution, right?"

When Qin Yang heard Han Xue's tone, he couldn't bear to disappoint her, so he nodded and said, "There will definitely be a solution, but you have to check the patient's condition first before you can prescribe the right medicine."

Han Xue was slightly happy when she heard this, but Uncle Chen sighed secretly. He didn't know that Qin Yang was comforting Han Xue. Only Han Xue was so concerned about her will not be able to hear what the truth is and what the lies are.

Otherwise, since Qin Yang and Han Xue both said so, Uncle Chen had to drive to the hospital first.

Due to the need for illness, Han Yuan lived in the affiliated sanatorium of Beijing Hospital, which was a little far from the airport and took nearly an hour to complete the journey.

As soon as the car stopped, Han Xue hurriedly got out. Qin Yang held Han Xue's hand and told her not to worry. The two followed Uncle Chen into the sanatorium.

Han Yuan lives in the sanatorium No. 9 nursing home. When he entered the door, he saw that the light inside was still on. From time to time, he saw the little nurse walking around, obviously paying close attention to Han Yuan's condition.

After entering, Han Xue saw him lying on the bed, with an oxygen hood on her mouth and a variety of tubes on her body. Han Yuan, who was edema all over, suddenly couldn't stand steadily, and when his feet were soft, he fell to the ground.

Qin Yang helped her up with one hand, and when he saw Han Yuan like this, he couldn't help but sigh.

Han Yuan himself is extremely elegant. Although he is over fifty years old, he is still quite charming because of his excellent maintenance. However, Han Yuan has become a person, with a swollen whole body and a pale and blood-free face. It is probably because of his discomfort and unable to sleep. He has extremely heavy bags in his eyes and looks extremely haggard.

Uncle Chen stood aside and watched for a while, poured two glasses of water in person, handed it over. Han Xue had no intention of drinking water, shook her hand and signaled not to use it. She hurriedly sat on the hospital bed, grabbed Han Yuan's hand, and started crying.

Qin Yang was thirsty and was not polite. He grabbed the water cup and took a big sip. After observing Han Yuan's situation for a while, he said to Uncle Chen: "Uncle Chen, is Uncle Han taking a tranquilizer?"

Uncle Chen sighed, "There is no way. The master is too ill and he can't close his eyes at night. He can only do this."

Qin Yang thought for a while and said, "Uncle Chen, is it convenient for Uncle Han's doctor to come over now? I want to ask about the situation."

Uncle Chen said in surprise: "Qin Yang, are you really good at treating diseases?"

Qin Yang smiled and said, "I have learned a little before, but it has been useless for a long time. I don't know if it's OK, but if the situation allows, I'll try it."

Uncle Chen turned his head to look at Han Yuan on the hospital bed again, and whispered: "Mr. Qin, the master's body can't stand it anymore."

Qin Yang smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't do anything randomly. I just want to understand the situation and will never do it easily."

Uncle Chen felt relieved when he saw Qin Yang saying this. He was really worried that Qin Yang would treat Han Yuan in one go, which would have a huge impact on the relationship between him and Han Xue.

In this period, the doctors had already gone to bed except for the left-behind nurses in the sanatorium, but Han Yuan's identity was extraordinary. Being able to live in this sanatorium was a proof of his identity.

Uncle Chen made a few calls, hung up the phone and said to Qin Yang: "Just take a look at it later. Don't talk nonsense. After all, this is not another place."

Qin Yang nodded and agreed.

Twenty minutes later, several sleepy doctors appeared in the ward. Because they were woken up in the middle of the night, the doctors' faces were not very good-looking.

However, they knew what Han Yuan was. Although they were unhappy, they could only hide it in their hearts. Qin Yang was not too polite. After asking a few questions, he took the medical record from one of the middle-aged doctors and started reading it.

The nursing home has a complete series of treatment procedures, and the medical records are all written on Han Yuan’s situation, including why he was sick, when he woke up, when he took medicine, and when he was infusion.

Qin Yang looked carefully and took another doctor to click a few ct pictures and looked at it. After reading it, he asked, "Have you seen it in Chinese medicine?"

One of the elderly doctors is a Chinese medicine doctor with a nameplate hanging on his clothes. His name is Bai Nan. He is a well-known Chinese medicine professor at the Beijing Hospital. Perhaps because Qin Yang was too young, he was particularly dissatisfied and immediately said, "Young man, do you understand Chinese medicine?"

Qin Yang smiled and said, "I understand a little bit." He asked modestly again, "I wonder what prescription Mr. Bai has prescribed for Uncle Han?"

Bai Nan snorted and said two prescriptions.

It was just a very traditional prescription for Peiyuan to reinforcing the foundation. Qin Yang was disappointed when he heard this. He shook his head slightly. Bai Nan said with a face and said, "Did I prescribe the wrong prescription?"

Qin Yang said: "The prescription is not wrong, but if you prescribe this prescription, it means you haven't opened it."

Bai Nan's face suddenly changed and she said sternly: "What do you know, a yellow-haired boy? Don't talk nonsense."

Qin Yang said: "Am I wrong? Then let me ask you, after you prescribe these two prescriptions, the patient's condition will improve?"

Bai Nan said: "The patient's condition is extremely complicated, so how can it be so simple to improve it? Moreover, traditional Chinese medicine is only auxiliary treatment. Because the patient's condition is too changeable, Western medicine is the one that really controls the condition."

Qin Yang sighed. He could hear that Bai Nan was shirking responsibility, so he didn't ask much, but instead asked one of the older Western doctors and said, "I don't know what you think?"

The Western doctor named Ma Zhaojun, about fifty years old, and his face looked very young. He said: "The patient has not been diagnosed yet, so he can only try to use drugs to control the condition. The situation is not optimistic."

Qin Yang didn't like to hear these useless words and said directly: "It means you can't do anything, right?"

When Ma Zhaojun heard this, his face turned dark and said, "What do you mean? If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. Isn't it a joke to cure diseases?"

Qin Yang said: "I just ask you a simple question, you don't have to be angry."

He said this, waved his hand and said, "Since that's the case, then do it my way."
Chapter completed!