"Master Fu, aren't you going in to see Madam?" he asked with a fawning smile.
Fu Jingshu glanced at him. "Go back and accept your punishment."
Old Fu instantly deflated.
He had thought Master Fu hadn't said anything, and with Madam present, he might have escaped this time, but he was still punished by Master Fu. He sighed.
"Not convinced?" Fu Jingshu's gaze was indifferent.
"No, no, absolutely not," Old Mu waved his hands repeatedly and said earnestly, "I know I can't say I wasn't wrong this time. My mistake was being overconfident. I should have called all the brothers. If there had been even one more person, Dr. Gao wouldn't have had an accident then."
Seeing his attitude was decent, Fu Jingshu nodded with satisfaction. "Go."
"Yes."
Old Mu turned to leave, but halfway there, he suddenly remembered something was wrong and awkwardly ran back. "Master Fu, can I finish this task before I go to accept my punishment?"
"You may."
Old Mu breathed a sigh of relief. Since accepting punishment was a certainty, he felt a sense of closure and became curious about Madam's medical skills again.
"Master Fu, shall we go in and take a look?"
Fu Jingshu glanced at him.
It sent a chill down Old Mu's spine, but he pondered for a moment. Master Fu hadn't refused, which meant he agreed! So, he obsequiously pushed open the door, letting his boss go first.
White fingers held silver needles, systematically inserting them.
Each one was placed with great steadiness, and the acupoints were precisely targeted. Old Mu, who had some knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine, could tell at a glance that this was a master of acupuncture!
Especially when Shen Qingqing finished the last needle, let out a soft breath, her delicate face relaxed slightly, and her clear eyes looked at them, not at all surprised.
"It's done."
Fu Jingshu took a tissue from his pocket and wiped the sweat from her forehead. "You've worked hard."
Shen Qingqing tilted her head up, her cheeks flushed. "It wasn't hard."
Old Mu, on the side, inadvertently got a mouthful of dog food and felt immediately choked, but perhaps because Master Fu and Madam had such good feelings, he also felt gratified. However, after watching Dr. Gao for a while, he couldn't see any changes and had to interrupt their sweet moment.
"Madam, is he all better now?"
Shen Qingqing casually grabbed a tissue and wiped herself, then threw it into the trash can. Of course, she didn't forget to hold the man's hand beside her. "Yes."
"But I see him..."
Old Mu's eyes widened.
The eyelashes of Dr. Gao, who had been sleeping drowsily, suddenly trembled. Then, as if in slow motion in a movie, he slowly opened his eyes.
His gaze was still somewhat dazed, but upon seeing Shen Qingqing and Fu Jingshu, clarity returned to his eyes. He opened his mouth, as if to say something.
But in the end, he let out a soft sigh of relief.
It was a relief of surviving a disaster.
For some reason, this scene made Old Mu feel very sympathetic. "Brother, you're safe now."
Dr. Gao twitched the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment. "Have I... met you before?"
The memories in his mind were still chaotic. His most profound impression was being beaten up. At that time, he thought he was going to die.
Those people were exceptionally brutal.
Old Mu nodded and leaned forward. "It seems you still remember me. I was the one who saved you then! Now you don't have to be afraid. Someone is protecting you, and no one will harm you again."
Dr. Gao was extremely grateful. "Thank you."
Old Mu shook his head, made way, revealing Shen Qingqing and Fu Jingshu behind him. "These two are your true saviors. They asked me to keep an eye out downstairs at your company."
"Miss Shen... Mr. Fu, thank you..."
Dr. Gao was still very weak, gasping after speaking a few words.
Shen Qingqing quickly said, "Don't rush. You can't talk too much now. Tell us about Director Liu's character. It's only right that I help you. Also, I'd like to ask you, do you know why those people attacked you?"
"It must be Director Liu's people..."
Dr. Gao's face turned somewhat pale.
"Then do you have any leverage over him?" Shen Qingqing, seeing that he looked like he might faint at any moment, quickly asked the crucial question.
Dr. Gao slowly nodded.
"What is it?"
"It's... it's a..." Dr. Gao was struggling to hold on, his head began to ache, and his voice grew softer.
"Tell me, where is the item?" Shen Qingqing asked anxiously.
"In, in my home... in the, key..." Dr. Gao's eyes rolled back, and he fainted.
How could he faint now?
Old Mu wished he could shake him awake!
Shen Qingqing straightened up, somewhat disappointed. "Acupuncture only temporarily alleviates the pressure of the blood clot in his head and allows him to wake up, but it doesn't treat the root cause. To quickly relieve the blood clot and help him wake up sooner, surgery is still needed."
Even so, Old Mu was very impressed with her. "Madam, you've already done an incredible job!"
In the past, when they encountered someone like this, it was difficult to get any information because the person wouldn't wake up, and it took a lot of time. Now, in just a few hours, they had obtained such important clues!
"I'll go investigate!" he volunteered.
Shen Qingqing waved her hand. "This matter isn't urgent. The immediate priority is to find a good neurosurgeon for him."
Besides, this hospital wasn't safe.
She looked at Fu Jingshu. "We should take him away."
Fu Jingshu naturally had no objections, but he had a slight concern. "Can his body withstand it?"
"After the surgery," Shen Qingqing thought of someone. "I'll try to contact him. Maybe he can help. If he's willing to sell, then the surgery won't be a problem."
To avoid disturbing Dr. Gao's rest, the three of them went out.
Fortunately, there were guards at the entrance, and they entered without being discovered. There was a lounge next door.
As soon as they entered, Shen Qingqing took out her phone and called the old gentleman.
The phone rang for a long time before the other party answered.
A slightly aged voice came from the phone. "Who is this?"
Shen Qingqing's tone was respectful. "You are Professor Liao, aren't you? I am a disciple of the Poison Doctor, my surname is Shen."
"Shen Qingqing?"
"It's me."
Professor Liao snorted, quite haughtily. "What is it?"
Shen Qingqing said, "I'd like to ask for your help to save someone."
While they were talking, Old Mu leaned over to Fu Jingshu and asked in a hushed, astonished voice, "Master Fu, Madam isn't by any chance contacting the medical prodigy, Liao Wenbo, is she?"
Fu Jingshu nodded.
He had seen the name on Shen Qingqing's screen just now.
Old Mu clicked his tongue.
This medical prodigy wasn't just a title; he had saved countless people, performed innumerable surgeries, and earned his reputation through countless medical conferences. He truly had substance.
However, it was said that this old man was eccentric and had a peculiar temperament. Many people asked for his help, but few actually succeeded.
Indeed, Liao Wenbo on the other end of the phone agreed to perform surgery upon hearing the request, but he proposed a condition.
"I want one hundred-day elixirs from that old man."
Old Mu was confused again.
Who was that old man?
Shen Qingqing clearly looked troubled. "Professor Liao, aren't you making things difficult for me?"
This old man and the Poison Doctor's old man were on very bad terms!
The two old men had different philosophies and completely opposite personalities. The old man disliked adhering to conventions, while Liao Wenbo liked to do things by the book.
They would argue as soon as they met!
Although she hadn't met Liao Wenbo, she had long heard of the old man's reputation; he was known for being stubborn and difficult to deal with!