Chapter 576: Shi Yong Goes for a Physical

Shi Yong still wanted to say something,

I stopped Shi Yong immediately with a glance.

I said at that moment, "Zhang, what time are you leaving tomorrow? Which high‑speed train ticket?"

"I leave at seven in the morning,

because in the afternoon there's a surgery waiting for me," Zhang said.

"Alright, Xiao Shitou, tomorrow early, take Zhang to the high‑speed rail station," I told Xiao Shitou.

"Dad, I understand, don't worry, I'll go early to pick up Zhang and take him to the station," Xiao Shitou replied.

"Mr. Zhao, you are too polite. No need to escort me; I can take a taxi early tomorrow. This place is a hassle for you," Zhang said politely.

"Zhang, you needn't be so courteous. Being able to treat my wife's illness is something I could only hope for; if this service falls short, it's because I, Zhao Jianqiang, did something wrong," I hurriedly said.

"Mr. Zhao, your wife's condition, as long as Chinese and Western medicines are combined, should have a good effect.

Take a portion orally of the Chinese medicine, then add a transdermal application.

Dean Yang, regarding these Chinese medicines, you can purchase them yourselves or buy them from our hospital,

The Western medicine can be a newly developed drug that helps brain cell recovery.

However, the cost is certainly not a small amount," Zhang said tactfully.

"Zhang, as long as it can cure my wife's illness, I'm willing to spend any amount," I said.

"Zhang, don't worry; the money issue, Jianqiang has plenty, so no need to fret. Your hospital has that drug, right?" Dean Yang asked.

"Yes, we have a newly introduced drug, and its effect is quite good," Zhang said.

"Alright, then we'll import all the drugs from your hospital. We'll discuss the details later," Dean Yang said.

Zhang nodded.

Let Dean Yang and Zhang handle the coordination; I won't be involved, I only need to provide the money.

Since Zhang has been exhausted all day,

the banquet was ended early so Zhang could return to his room to rest.

However, as we were seeing Zhang out, Hou Laoban ran over,

grabbing Zhang's hand and saying, "Zhang, that sildenafil, how many times a day do you take it?"

"You'd better not take it at all. Your body can no longer endure this strain," Zhang said bluntly.

Hou Laoban, after hearing that,

had a very displeased expression.

Stood there, not moving.

I ignored Hou Laoban and followed Dean Yang to escort Zhang back to his room.

After delivering Zhang back to his room,

Dean Yang and I slowly walked downstairs,

I said to Dean Yang, "Dean Yang, you don't need to worry about the costs; both Chinese and Western medicines must be bought from Zhang's place, and they'll cost extra. Do you understand?"

Dean Yang smiled,

"Jianqiang, of course I understand. That means we can't let Zhang make a fruitless trip to Zaocheng."

"Exactly, that's the point. Because it's not easy for them," I said.

"Alright, I get it. We'll try one treatment course first and see the effect; if it's good, we'll continue using it.

After all, Zhang is a top expert in this field,

so his treatment plan should be quite good," Dean Yang said.

"By the way, does Shi Yong really need to go for a physical?" I asked Dean Yang.

"It's mandatory. I've already seen black, spiky skin on Shi Yong's neck, indicating his metabolism is very poor.

Add to that his careless diet and heavy drinking, and I'm afraid Shi Yong's body really has some issues.

You must take him for a physical tomorrow; don't take it lightly," Dean Yang said gravely.

"Alright, Dean Yang, tomorrow early I'll take Shi Yong to your place for a physical.

Also, Dean Yang, what is that 'xi... nafei' that Hou Laoban mentioned?" I asked, confused.

"That thing is specifically used to treat male-related ailments.

Some people take it as an aphrodisiac.

It easily causes adverse reactions.

I guess Hou Laoban takes a lot; I saw his gait trembling.

Sigh, this stuff really shouldn't be taken in excess. Jianqiang, just know this. It's getting late, I have to return to the hospital to check." Dean Yang shook my hand and bid farewell.

I saw Dean Yang to his car.

Dean Yang left with his subordinates.

I returned to the hotel room; at that moment Shi Yong had already collapsed onto the bed and fallen asleep.

It was only after hearing Zhang speak today that I realized Shi Yong's way of sleeping is a problem.

Really, who falls asleep that fast and sleeps for so long?

More than ten hours each day.

Looking at Shi Yong's neck, I indeed saw the darkened skin.

Tomorrow I must take Shi Yong for a physical; any ailment should be treated early, lest it become untreatable and cause trouble.

After a quick wash, I lay on the bed to rest.

Suddenly I recalled Hou Laoban's visit; what kind of life he leads, always taking medicine. This Hou Laoban, for that crotch issue, would even risk his life.

He even takes medicine to the point his legs tremble. That's truly him.

People, in the face of desire, are basically powerless to resist.

It will eventually cause desire to bite back at itself. How many people are immersed in desire and cannot free themselves.

Hou Laoban is just one of them; his fasting and chanting are merely using those things to cover up his own heart.

Forget it, I don't want to think about Hou Laoban. He's old, has to rely on taking medicine every day to keep going; truly, that's his way.

He even claims outwardly that he values health.

It's all a joke.

Thinking about it, I fell asleep.

Early the next day, I was the first to wake up, and after I got up…

I walked around outside the hotel.

After having a meal outside, I returned to the hotel; Shi Yong was still sleeping.

I woke Shi Yong up,

"Shi Yong, get up, stop sleeping."

After calling for a while, Shi Yong rubbed his eyes and woke up,

"Brother, have the buns been bought?"

"Shi Yong, stop eating, let's go to the hospital for a check‑up."

When Shi Yong heard about the check‑up, he immediately got up from the bed.

"Brother, I won't go, I'm not sick. Don't listen to that Zhang's nonsense."

"Shi Yong, you must go. Sleeping like this shows something's wrong; listen to me, let's go take a look." I urged Shi Yong as if persuading a child.

But Shi Yong simply refused to go.

I was very angry,

"Shi Yong, you're not a child anymore; what's wrong with a check‑up, what are you afraid of?"

"Brother, I truly have no illness, I really don't need a check‑up." Shi Yong kept refusing.

"Shi Yong, look at yourself: you drink all day, eat meat all day, and you sleep too long; these are all problems, you must go. If you don't go today, then don't follow me anymore," I shouted loudly at Shi Yong.

At that moment, Shi Yong lowered his head,

"Brother, after the check‑up, could I die?"

"It's just a check‑up, how could you die? Your brain really has problems."

"No, brother, I'm scared. I'm afraid that once I enter the hospital, a check will reveal a serious illness and I'll die instantly.

I don't dare to be checked, I'm too worried."

"Your body has no illness, what are you still worrying about, really."

"Come on, be bolder; Shi Yong, who claims he fears neither heaven nor earth, is still afraid of a check‑up?"

Shi Yong had no choice but to stand up,

"Fine, at worst I die. If I die, so be it."

After saying that, he followed me out the door.

I drove with Shi Yong and soon arrived at the hospital.

At the hospital, Dean Yang had already arranged people.

In the laboratory department, the doctor was waiting to draw Shi Yong's blood.

Shi Yong extended his arm, eyes tightly closed,

"Draw it, whether it's life or death, let it be."

When I heard Shi Yong say that, I almost laughed out loud.

This Shi Yong, just a blood draw, and he's like this—so scared of death.