Seeing that almost two and a half hours had passed, she couldnât help but raise her voice, âHow come thereâs no news coming from inside? Shouldnât we get someone to have a look? Are they hiding inside after doing something funny?â
âWhat do you mean by something funny?â Wei Lou asked in a foul temper.
Wei Mingxuan yelled at him disapprovingly, âWei Lou, is this how you talk to your aunt? Sheâs your elder!â
Wei Lou scowled and narrowed his eyes a little dangerously. âShe doesnât act like an elder. She looks like she hopes for something to happen to Grandpa.â
Wei Yingâs embarrassment turned to frustration after Wei Lou had hit the nail on the head. âWhat are you saying, when did I hope for something to happen to your grandpa!â
âHa.â Wei Lou chuckled and looked at her condescendingly. âDoes Aunt usually barge into operating rooms in hospitals? If the surgery isnât over yet and youâre asking for someone to enter already, what do you mean by that?â
âYou!â Wei Ying was furious but couldnât find any way to rebuke him. After being mad for so long, she cooled down and said coldly, âYouâre just being rude! If anything happens to your Grandpa, I wonât let her off! A lifeâs at stake, Iâll definitely get the police involved.â
Wei Lou was extremely annoyed at her and placed his hands on his hips as he stood by the side. His eyes were cold as he raised her brows at her.
At this point, the door that had been shut for the past two and a half hours opened.
A figure emerged from inside.
âHowâs my dad?!â Wei Ying asked first. She didnât look like she genuinely wanted to know how Old Master Wei was doing. Rather, she seemed like she couldnât wait to deal with someone.
Wei Mingxuan frowned upon seeing her expression and stepped forward. He asked kindly, âMiss Qiao, howâs my dadâs condition?â
Qiao Nian looked up but did not face Wei Ying. She walked straight towards Wei Mingxuan and said in a tired but relaxed manner, âHeâs conscious now.â
âConscious?â Standing amidst the crowd, Liang Lu clenched her fist. A look of disbelief flashed across her face.
Jiang Xianrou felt as if she had been slapped on the face as well. Her cheeks burned and she could not believe her ears. She mumbled, âHow could he be conscious so soon? Even if the surgeryâs successful, it should take about 48 hours for him to regain consciousness.â
Upon hearing her words, Qiao Nian looked up with eyes that were burning yet cold all at once. She said calmly, âAcupuncture in Chinese Medicine is considerably non-invasive and hence does not require such a long recovery period. Yet, it can have similar effectiveness to surgery. Read more about our ancestorsâ works. Itâs thousands of years of experience being passed down, itâs not all useless.â
Jiang Xianrou wrung her hands, unable to respond.
What did she mean by this, an insult?
Qiao Nian couldnât be bothered with her, however. With that, she took a glass jar from her pocket and handed it to Wei Lou.
âTake it.â
Wei Lou took it and asked intuitively, âWhatâs this?â
But the moment he took a good look at the item in his hand, he knew exactly what it was.
Qiao Nianâs pills.
He had been in Beijing for the past month or so and had not returned. The pills were already sold out in the black market. According to Yuan Yongqin, the price of the drug had risen from five million yuan to almost ten million yuan. He counted the number of pills in the jarâthere were about ten.
âFrom today onwards, give him one every two days. A week from now, switch it to one pill a week. This should last about three months, weâll see how his situation is three months from now.â
Wei Lou kept the jar and did not say much more. He simply responded, âIâll transfer the money to you later.â