Chapter 12 Booking A Room

• Qin Fei shrugged and left the office, saying, "Alright, if it doesn't work out, we'll go find that old man tomorrow morning."
• However, Qin Fei didn't go far. He sat on a chair in the corridor, eager to hear Zhang Hua's thoughts.
• After Yang Ruoxi closed the door, she glanced at Zhang Hua and asked, "Senior, can you tell me now?"
• "Ruoxi, I've always had feelings for you!" Zhang Hua's eyes gazed at Yang Ruoxi with a hint of passion.
• In his memory, Yang Ruoxi was exceptionally pure and ethereal, like a little fairy.
• But to his surprise, after seven or eight years, Yang Ruoxi hadn't changed much. Instead, she had become more mature and feminine, which made Zhang Hua's heart flutter.
• He had made up his mind. If he could be close with Yang Ruoxi, even if he had to face consequences, he would find a way to produce the medicine.
• "I already have a husband," Yang Ruoxi clenched her fist, her tone becoming somewhat distant.
• "That doesn't matter. I also have a wife. I just hope that you can have a meal with me, watch a movie, and then book a room. Let me relive the old dream once, and I will find a way to modify the data and produce the medicine," Zhang Hua shamelessly expressed his inappropriate thoughts.
• Yang Ruoxi furrowed her brows even tighter, feeling extremely uncomfortable. If she refused, she didn't know how long her father could hold on.
• But this had already crossed her boundaries and was absolutely unacceptable.
• Just as she was struggling, Qin Fei pushed open the door and walked in, holding a trash can in his hand. In the astonished gaze of Yang Ruoxi, he smashed it directly on Zhang Hua's head, splattering the trash all over him!
• "Trash like you only deserves to be with trash!"
• After saying that, Qin Fei grabbed Yang Ruoxi and left the office, leaving behind a stunned Zhang Hua and his resentful gaze behind his glasses.
• In the corridor, Yang Ruoxi shook off Qin Fei's arm, her face showing a hint of anger.
• "Qin Fei, you were so imposing just now, but have you ever thought about what will happen to my dad?"
• "Then are you prepared to let that four-eyed dog take advantage of you?" Qin Fei's tone also turned cold as he stared at Yang Ruoxi and asked.
• "I didn't mean that," Yang Ruoxi shook her head, her mind in a mess. She continued, "If I were that kind of woman, I wouldn't have married you. The problem now is how to save my dad!"
• "Let me figure out a solution!" Qin Fei felt slightly better when he heard Yang Ruoxi's words.
• Indeed, Yang Ruoxi and Qin Fei had been married for almost a year. Apart from not allowing Qin Fei to touch her, Yang Ruoxi had been faithful and had never been involved in any rumors with other men.
• "Well, you figure it out, and I'll go ask the doctor," Yang Ruoxi said and walked towards the emergency room.
• Qin Fei thought of a solution while following her.
• If it were a normal fracture or external injury, Qin Fei would have had a way to handle it based on his previous abilities.
• However, Yang Guoming's illness was different. It was a genetic disease in his blood. Unless he had a spinal cord or blood transfusion, ordinary medication would be useless.
• Although Qin Fei was powerful during his lifetime, he was not a deity. Spinal cord or blood transfusion required the expertise of a doctor and the most advanced equipment.
• Thinking of this, Qin Fei could only pin his hopes on Wang Houda. Being called the "Immortal of the Medical Field," he should have a solution.
• At worst, Wang Houda's connections were stronger than his own at the moment. Perhaps he could find a way to obtain the C5 monoclonal antibody.
• With a plan in mind, Qin Fei accompanied Yang Ruoxi to the outside of the emergency room. When the doctor came out, Qin Fei immediately asked, "Doctor, how long can my dad hold on?"
• "If we opt for conservative treatment, he can last for another two months," the doctor replied.
• "That's good. I will definitely come up with a solution as soon as possible," Qin Fei said.
• Yang Ruoxi burst into tears.
• "The only hope now is to contact Grandpa Wang as soon as possible."
• "Yes, don't worry. I have what he wants," Qin Fei gently squeezed Yang Ruoxi's hand and said.
• It was almost dawn when Yang Guoming was transferred to a regular ward.
• Yang Ruoxi and Qin Fei followed along and helped the nurses settle Yang Guoming.
• "You can go out now. I want to spend some time with my dad," Yang Ruoxi said, glancing at Qin Fei.
• "Okay, I'll go contact Grandpa Wang," Qin Fei nodded and walked out.
• In the corridor, Qin Fei took out his phone and dialed Wang Houda's number again.
• This time, the call was quickly answered, and Wang Houda's energetic voice came through, "Who is this?"
• "I am the person who possesses the Fuhuo Yin Yang Cauldron," Qin Fei said straightforwardly as he opened the door.
• The Fuhuo Yin Yang Cauldron was used by Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty and was recorded in historical books.
• During the Tang Dynasty, the emperors revered the teachings of Li Lao Daoxue, and all the emperors of the Li Tang lineage enjoyed alchemy. Anyone with a basic knowledge of history would know this.
• However, Qin Fei never expected to be so lucky as to come across this treasure.
• "Oh, it's you, little brother. Have you repaired the furnace and cauldron?" Wang Houda asked excitedly.
• "Not yet, I've encountered a little trouble," Qin Fei replied. "My father-in-law is sick. He has hemolytic uremic syndrome, and there is only one C5 monoclonal antibody available in the hospital. I don't know if you have any way to help?"
• "I have encountered hemolytic uremic syndrome before. It is a genetically inherited disease, and with the current medical methods, it is difficult to cure. However..." Wang Houda paused for a moment and continued, "If we can gather a few rare medicines and combine them with the Fuhuo Yin Yang Cauldron in your hands, there should be hope for a cure."
• "Are you referring to the Nine Herb Grass, Golden Toad Blood, and Jade Dragon Bone?" Qin Fei asked after thinking for a moment.
• Although Qin Fei knew about these rare medicines, as Wang Houda had mentioned, they were extremely rare and simply couldn't be bought.
• Therefore, it was almost impossible for Yang Guoming's illness to be cured.
• "Yes, it is these few rare medicines. If you can find them, your father-in-law should be able to recover," Wang Houda said.
• "I will do my best to locate them, but if my father-in-law can only hold on for another two weeks, is there no other solution?" Qin Fei asked reluctantly.
• "There is. He can receive a C5 monoclonal antibody injection every six months. By the way, which hospital are you in? Let me assist you in obtaining a box of this medication," Wang Houda suggested, seemingly under the impression that acquiring this miracle drug would be quite simple.
• Qin Fei felt a slight sense of relief. As long as he could obtain a box of this miracle drug, Yang Guoming could survive for another two or three years.
• If he could find those few rare medicines and create a pill for him to take by then, it would be perfect.
• After ending the call, Qin Fei made his way towards the room.
• However, before he could inform Yang Ruoxi, Zhang Hua, who had visited the previous night, pushed open the door and entered.
• "Miss Yang, I am here for the ward round," Zhang Hua said with a malicious look, even changing the way he addressed Yang Ruoxi.
• You wanted the miracle drug, right? I won't give it to you. What can you do to me?
• Last night, he had already used his connections to thoroughly investigate Qin Fei's background.
• Qin Fei snorted. He had a box of special medicine in his hand and didn't need to concern himself with Zhang Hua's expression.
• "Senior, I apologize for last night."
• "It's fine. I won't argue with an idiot like you." Zhang Hua waved his hand dismissively and glanced at Qin Fei with a condescending look.
• Yang Ruoxi secretly smiled bitterly, but considering her father's illness, she couldn't directly refute Zhang Hua's face.
• Qin Fei couldn't be bothered to argue with someone who thought highly of himself. He turned around and left the ward, heading to the corridor to smoke.
• "Ruoxi, let me tell you the truth. Besides our hospital, you won't find this medication anywhere in the entire Beihai Province." Zhang Hua looked somewhat proud, staring intently at Yang Ruoxi's thighs. "We're all adults, and you should understand what you need to know. Ruoxi, there's no such thing as a free lunch."
• "You can't find this medication anywhere in the entire Beihai Province?" Yang Ruoxi exclaimed, her face instantly turning pale.
• Zhang Hua noticed the change in Yang Ruoxi's expression, and he was already about seventy to eighty percent certain that she would agree to his conditions.
• "Yes, you won't find it anywhere in the entire Beihai Province. If anyone can obtain this medication, I'll call him my father!" Zhang Hua said with such certainty that it made Yang Ruoxi even more uneasy.
• Yang Guoming only had two weeks left to live, and she couldn't even obtain this medication in the city, let alone in another province. Who would do her a favor?