"That... alright then!"
Tang Shimin had no choice but to agree for the time being.
At this moment, the door to Tang Shimin's hospital room was pushed open, and a man and a woman walked in.
The woman was Tang Shimin's former classmate and best friend, named Song Chenyang. The man was Song Chenyang's new boyfriend, named Feng Tenglong.
During the three years Tang Shimin had been ill, Song Chenyang had never once visited her. Now that she heard Tang Shimin had recovered, she had eagerly brought her boyfriend to reconcile with Tang Shimin.
She knew how capable Tang Shimin was. If she maintained a good relationship with Tang Shimin, Tang Shimin would naturally help take care of their family business.
"Shimin, you're finally well! Do you know, for these three years, I've lost sleep and appetite, praying to Buddha every day for you to get better. Finally, my efforts have paid off, and you're well! My prayers over the years weren't in vain!"
Song Chenyang held Tang Shimin's hand, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Chenyang, I'm sorry for making you worry for three years!"
"You're truly my best friend!"
Tang Shimin knew nothing about what had happened in the past three years. Her memory was still at the stage where she and Song Chenyang were best friends, so she naturally treated Song Chenyang as her dear best friend.
"Shimin, I know you haven't fully recovered, so I specifically brought my boyfriend to see you. My boyfriend is very capable. He's the closed-door disciple of Liang Weijie, the president of the Jiangbei City Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Meng Hongda. As long as he makes a move, you'll be able to get out of bed in less than two days!"
Song Chenyang looked at Tang Shimin and said with a smile.
"Really? Chenyang, thank you so much!"
Hearing Song Chenyang's words, Tang Shimin immediately thanked her excitedly, then cast her gaze towards Liang Weijie.
"Mr. Feng, please treat me then!"
"It's alright. Since you're Chenyang's friend, you're my friend too!"
Liang Weijie smiled slightly, his eyes unable to hide his covetous gaze at Tang Shimin's beauty. He hadn't expected Tang Shimin's looks to be so much higher than Song Chenyang's. Such a face, such a figure, was truly alluring.
Liang Weijie thought to himself, but he still put on a serious expression to examine Tang Shimin and began to feel her pulse.
As he touched Tang Shimin's soft and smooth hand, Feng Tenglong became disoriented, unable to diagnose any problems.
However, Tang Shimin's problems didn't need any diagnosis. It was just physical injury, visible to the naked eye.
After a few minutes of pretense, Liang Weijie looked at Tang Shimin and said with a smile, "Miss Tang, your wound is too large, and it's healing too slowly. How about this, I'll prescribe you some medicine to help your wound heal!"
As Liang Weijie spoke, he immediately looked for paper and a pen in the ward.
However, before he could find a pen, Liang Weijie directly spotted a bowl of medicinal soup on the table.
"What is this?"
Liang Weijie leaned closer to the medicinal soup and sniffed it lightly. His expression changed instantly. His greatest talent was his nose. He could identify the nature and age of any Chinese medicinal herb just by smelling it, without even looking. This was what Meng Hongda had valued in Liang Weijie, which was why he was willing to take him as his closed-door disciple.
Upon smelling the medicinal soup, Liang Weijie's expression changed drastically. The ingredients in it, such as hundred-year-old ginseng and Duan Long Xu, were extremely precious Chinese medicinal herbs. Both of these herbs had very powerful effects on bodily recovery. In addition, the other auxiliary herbs were also excellent, complementing these two precious ingredients. The medicinal soup brewed with them was absolutely unprecedented and exquisite.
"Who sent this medicinal soup?"
Liang Weijie asked excitedly, looking at the bowl of medicinal soup on the table.
"This? This was sent by that useless live-in son-in-law of ours. I was just about to pour it away, but I haven't had the chance yet!"
Li Mei said, walking over and reaching out to pour away the bowl of medicinal soup brewed by Lu Yang.
"Useless live-in son-in-law?"
"Isn't he a lazy good-for-nothing who can't do anything? How could he brew something so potent? Did he get it from someone else?"
"Yes, that must be it!"
"It just happens to be useful for me!"
Liang Weijie sneered, directly stopping Li Mei and saying, "Auntie, don't be in a hurry. This medicinal soup is just a tonic, but it's still beneficial for Shimin's body. She can drink this first. I'll write another prescription, and she'll be able to be discharged from the hospital the day after tomorrow if she drinks according to my prescription for one day!"
Liang Weijie said to Li Mei with a smile.
"Really?"
"But... I'm afraid that dog thing might have poisoned it!"
Li Mei continued.
"I've already smelled it. There's no poison in it, so you can drink it with confidence!"
Liang Weijie smiled faintly, with a look of a refined scoundrel.
"Alright, Shimin, drink it quickly!"
Li Mei believed Liang Weijie's words completely, immediately picked up the medicinal soup, and brought it to Tang Shimin's lips.
"Mhm!"
Tang Shimin nodded, tilted her head back, and drank the entire bowl of medicinal soup.
Little did Tang Shimin know, the bowl of medicinal soup she drank was worth four to five hundred million. When Lu Yang brewed this bowl of medicinal soup, he had used half of all the medicinal materials, with a combined value of up to four to five hundred million.
What did four to five hundred million represent? It could buy their Tang Corporation four or five times over.
Seeing that Tang Shimin had finished the medicinal soup, Feng Tenglong also found paper and a pen, then with a flourish, wrote down a prescription.
"Auntie, get Shimin medicine according to this prescription, once in the morning and once in the evening. The day after tomorrow, I guarantee that Shimin will definitely be able to get out of bed!"
Liang Weijie patted his chest and said.
"Oh, thank you, little divine doctor!"
Li Mei said excitedly, repeatedly thanking him.
"You're welcome. This is what I should do!"
Liang Weijie nodded slightly, his gaze inadvertently drifting towards Tang Shimin.
...
At this time, Lu Yang had already returned to the Tang family. He saw that his bedding and other belongings had been thrown outside.
"What's going on?"
Lu Yang thought to himself in confusion, then knocked on the door. Soon, Tang Mingde opened the door. Seeing Lu Yang standing at the door, his expression instantly changed.
"Lu Yang, your mother and I have decided that you won't be staying at home anymore. You don't need to come back here in the future!"
"When Shimin is discharged from the hospital, you'll go and get your marriage certificate!"
Tang Mingde said to Lu Yang directly.
"Dad, isn't what you're doing too much?"
Lu Yang's expression changed slightly, and he asked Tang Mingde.
"Too much?"
"You useless good-for-nothing, you've had food and lodging in our house for so many years, and we haven't taken a single cent from you! Now, all we're asking is for you to move out, and you're still clinging to our family?"
"Get lost!"
After speaking, Tang Mingde directly shut the door.