Chapter 43

Liu Yi could tell from Yu Xuanhao's attitude towards Su Zhe that things were about to go south, and the staff had even spilled the beans about the whole incident. His face turned pale with fear, and he regretted it deeply, hurriedly explaining, "Young Master Yu, please listen to me, it’s all a misunderstanding. I didn’t know you knew them. Otherwise, even if you gave me ten lives, I wouldn’t dare to do such a thing."

"Ah, so if it were someone else, they would deserve it, right?" Su Zhe said calmly from behind.

Yu Xuanhao's expression darkened even more. Liu Yi’s words were a slap in the face to him. Yu Xuanhao ignored Liu Yi and turned to the middle-aged man who had been following him, saying, "Uncle Li, a doctor like this is a disaster for the hospital and a disservice to the patients. The hospital management also needs a thorough overhaul."

Believing that there were more or less some unsavory things happening in the upper echelons of a hospital, the Yu family usually turned a blind eye as long as it wasn’t too excessive. However, if it went too far, the Yu family had the power to crush it, and even ruin someone’s reputation. Moreover, with a son like Liu Yi, Yu Xuanhao believed his father wouldn’t be much better.

Uncle Li nodded and said, "Xuanhao, I understand your point. I know how to handle it."

Liu Yi, hearing their words, realized that not only was he in trouble, but his father would also be implicated. He knew that things had reached a point of no return. His face twisted in anger as he glared at Su Zhe and An Xin.

At that moment, a healthcare worker happened to be pushing a cart with some medical tools. Liu Yi, seized by a wicked impulse, suddenly grabbed a sharp knife from the cart and quickly slashed at An Xin, who was closest to him.

Everyone was stunned; no one expected Liu Yi to be so bold and reckless.

An Xin was also taken aback and couldn’t dodge in time, watching helplessly as the knife approached her face.

Su Zhe, who had been standing next to An Xin, quickly used his hand to shield her and kicked Liu Yi. Su Zhe’s hand was deeply cut by the sharp knife, and blood soon flowed out. Liu Yi was kicked to the ground.

Uncle Li finally had the chance to restrain Liu Yi, preventing him from attacking again. Looking at Su Zhe, Uncle Li’s eyes gleamed with unusual light. He knew that the kick Su Zhe had delivered was powerful, and he hadn’t expected such a slender and weak-looking person to have such explosive strength.

The others finally reacted, and Yu Xuanhao quickly instructed the staff to help stop Su Zhe’s bleeding.

Seeing the blood flowing continuously from Su Zhe’s deep and long wound, An Xin’s tears streamed down her face.

Su Zhe used his other hand to gently wipe away An Xin’s tears and comforted her, "It’s okay, it will be fine soon."

An Xin couldn’t help but cry into his chest, and Su Zhe held her with one arm.

Soon, the staff stopped the bleeding and bandaged Su Zhe’s wound. Su Zhe then requested to be discharged from the hospital again.

"Mr. Su, why are you so determined to be discharged? If it’s about the medical expenses, to make up for our mistake, we’ve decided to waive them," Yu Xuanhao said apologetically.

"Do you think I’m leaving because of the money?" Su Zhe asked.

Yu Xuanhao then remembered that Su Zhe was the owner of a pet hospital and had refused his money before, suggesting he wasn’t short of money. He suddenly realized that Su Zhe possessed mysterious medical skills, having saved Xiao Jin, whom everyone thought couldn’t survive. Perhaps Su Zhe’s skills weren’t limited to animals.

If that was the case, it explained why Su Zhe insisted on discharging An Xuan. Yu Xuanhao was surprised by his own speculation. If true, Su Zhe could be very useful, at least to his cousin.

However, given the current situation, Yu Xuanhao knew it wasn’t the right time to bring it up. He decided to find an opportunity to ask Su Zhe later.

Su Zhe declined all of Yu Xuanhao’s offers of compensation and didn’t inquire about how Liu Yi would be handled. In the end, they only exchanged contact information. After completing the discharge procedures, Su Zhe and An Xin packed up and left the hospital with the baby and An Xuan, heading home.

Upon arriving home, Su Zhe let An Xin and An Xuan choose their rooms upstairs.

He then poured a glass of water and infused it with 10 points of divine power. After they came downstairs, Su Zhe handed the water to An Xuan.

"Thank you, brother, I’m not thirsty. Give it to the baby," An Xuan shook her head and said.

"This is to treat your illness. Drinking it will make you feel much better," Su Zhe said.

Hearing Su Zhe’s words, An Xuan, under An Xin’s hopeful gaze, bit her lip and closed her eyes, drinking the water. She assumed medicine would always be bitter.

"How do you feel?" An Xin asked nervously, but then realized she was being too hasty. How could the medicine work so quickly?

Su Zhe was also anxious, as he couldn’t be sure if his divine power would be effective against An Xuan’s leukemia. If it worked, the results would be immediate.

After drinking, An Xuan extended her tongue cutely and licked her lips, "It’s cool and not bitter, and it doesn’t have much taste."

Su Zhe couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time. The question was whether the medicine was effective, not whether it tasted good. It was just a regular glass of water, and the divine power was tasteless and colorless, so how could she taste anything?

However, seeing that An Xuan’s face, which had been pale, now had a rosy hue, and her lips had regained color, and she looked more spirited, Su Zhe breathed a sigh of relief. The divine power was effective against An Xuan’s illness.

Indeed, An Xuan said, "The medicine felt cool when I drank it, but after drinking, it feels warm inside, and I feel very comfortable. I also feel much lighter."

An Xin also noticed that An Xuan’s complexion had improved significantly and was moved to tears.

Su Zhe knew An Xin was crying out of joy and didn’t comfort her. After all, she had been working hard for An Xuan, and now that she knew An Xuan could be saved, the long-suppressed emotions naturally surfaced. Sometimes, crying was a good way to release joy.

"Brother, do you have more of this medicine? I want to drink it again; it feels so good," An Xuan’s big eyes blinked hopefully at Su Zhe, wishing he could produce more of the medicine. After all, she had personally experienced its effects. Even if it didn’t cure her illness, it made her feel much better.

"This medicine can’t be taken too often. You can only drink it once a day. Drinking too much will have the opposite effect," Su Zhe shook his head. He couldn’t produce more right away and used this as an excuse to hide it. He also planned to treat An Xuan in stages. If he cured her immediately, it would be too shocking, even though it would already be considered a miracle.