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Director Zhu was filled with an incredible sense of regret, but there was no such thing as a pill for regret in this world.
Yan Tianpeng laughed again and said, "Director Song, now that the old director is gone, naturally a new one must take his place. I think Dr. Sheng is quite suitable for the new director's role, what do you think?"
Hearing this, Director Song glanced at Liu Wentian, then at Sheng Qianmei whose face had turned a bit red, and smiled with understanding. "Indeed, quite suitable, and also, Dr. Sheng happens to be from the same department as Director Zhu, so, Dr. Sheng, come take over as the head of this department."
Yan Tianpeng smiled with satisfaction.
Sheng Qianmei's face, however, did not show too much joy. For her, she was more interested in Liu Wentian's medical skills than the so-called directorship.
Yan Tianpeng looked at Liu Wentian cautiously and asked, "Young man, I want to ask, what illness did I have? Is it completely cured now?"
Liu Wentian replied, "It wasn't an illness, it was poison. The fact that you vomited blood had nothing to do with the hospital's medication, but rather just happened to coincide with the onset of the poison. The poison has been expelled now, so naturally, you're well again."
Yan Tianpeng's expression changed dramatically and he said, "How could I get poisoned for no reason?"
Liu Wentian said, "This poison is transmitted through food, and it's not very potent, hence difficult to detect. It only has an effect after being consumed repeatedly and continuously over time. So, whoever has been preparing your meals every day during this period is who you should be looking for now."
Yan Tianpeng's face turned uglier with anger, and he exclaimed, "So it was that damned whore. No wonder she insisted on me going home to eat every day, I thought she missed me!"
His face shifting between shades, his eyes finally flashed with malice, but as he raised his head again, he was smiling and said, "Young man, I just heard your girlfriend call you Liu Wentian, that's your name right? If you ever need anything, feel free to come to me, Yan Tianpeng. Here in Shenming City, I have some weight!"
After saying this, he gave Liu Wentian a gold-plated business card and then left in a hurry with Gang Jie.
Director Song and Director Zhu, who was filled with longing, also left the ward.
Sheng Qianmei came over and sighed to Liu Wentian, saying, "Yan Tianpeng has been said to have started seeing a young starlet recently, coming over to her place every night. It seems likely that she administered the poison. Now that he's going back, that woman is obviously not going to survive. Rumor has it that he has not a few lives on his hands. Although it's said that the woman isn't anything good herself, she is still a life after all."
She initially thought Liu Wentian would be somewhat uncomfortable upon hearing this since ordinary people would likely be shocked at learning someone might die because of their words. Unexpectedly, Liu Wentian was indifferent and said,
"While he was here in this ward, he was my patient, so I saved him. Once I step out of this door, he has nothing to do with me. Whether he or that woman lives or dies has nothing to do with me."
Sheng Qianmei was at a loss for words. She always felt that there was an evil aura about Liu Wentian, as if everything and everyone he was not interested in was meaningless, unworthy of his attention.
Yet for some reason, Sheng Qianmei found she didn't dislike this evil aura.
All of a sudden, Sheng Qianmei blushed slightly and said, "They just mistook me for your girlfriend earlier; why didn't you refute them?"
Liu Wentian scoffed, "Since it's not true, why bother refuting or explaining."
Sheng Qianmei humphed dissatisfied, seemingly displeased with his answer. She continued, "Regardless, I owe you a favor."
"Actually, you can help me right now. I need you to purchase some medicinal herbs for me."
Liu Wentian took out a list he had prepared earlier, on which were written the names of some medicinal herbs. Sheng Qianmei, surprised, took the list and said, "Ginseng, deer antler, Eucommia, Angelica, Astragalus... Liu Wentian, you want so many tonics, all with requirements for age, what do you need them for? Don't tell me you're going to consume them? Aren't you afraid of over-nourishing yourself to death?"
Liu Wentian didn't bother to explain but only said, "Here is 100,000 yuan, buy as many as you can, and try to get the ones with better quality."
After giving her the money and leaving his address, he left.
Sheng Qianmei watched his figure recede into the distance, murmuring, "All these tonics, what does he need them for? Could it be that his body is very weak? He's so mysteriously secretive; could it be kidney deficiency? And it must be quite severe; otherwise, he would have cured himself. Could it be... could it be impotence?"
As she thought this, her face flushed, "He seems so indifferent towards me, could it be because of kidney deficiency and impotence, and then out of inferiority?"
Her face grew redder as she thought, then in the evening darkness, she drove straight to a well-known traditional pharmacy.
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The next day, early in the morning at 8 o'clock.
Lian Tang Village housing complex.
This complex was predominantly home to workers and clerical staff on the lower end of the pay scale. The residential buildings had weathered many years of wind and rain. The external walls were covered with dirt and dark yellow rust stains.
However, the rent was cheap; a single room could be rented for only about 500 a month, a rarity in the bustling Shenming City.
At that time, a few elderly ladies were gossiping at the street corner, kids were chasing each other around, and several men in their underwear were playing cards and boasting under the trees.
Suddenly, a cyan Porsche drove in, and the crowd in the complex was abuzz. Who living here could possibly have such a wealthy relative?
Then the car stopped in front of Building 7. A long leg stepped out of the car, followed by a blonde beauty with a voluptuous figure and stunning looks. She had the allure of a Westerner combined with the gentleness of an Easterner.
"My gosh, whose daughter is this?? She's way too pretty, even more so than the stars on TV," an old woman said, stunned.
A young man who was wearing baggy shorts and slippers, boasting about the beautiful girl he scored last night, was dumbstruck. The cigarette hanging from his mouth fell to the ground unnoticed.
The others had more or less the same reaction, especially the men, who practically had stars in their eyes. Yet, they didn't dare approach her, as a woman of such caliber was clearly out of their league.
At that moment, they all shared the same puzzle—how could such a high-class woman appear in this run-down complex?
Sheng Qianmei, unfazed by these admiring stares, approached the stunned woman watching her and said, "Hello, excuse me, is this Building 7 of the Lian Tang Village complex? I'm here to find Liu Wentian."
"Ah? You're looking for... looking for Liu Wentian?" the older woman said, evidently taken aback.
Sheng Qianmei had to repeat herself, "Yes, I'm looking for Liu Wentian. He gave me this address."
Finally, the old woman snapped out of it, "Ah, right, right, this is Building 7 of the Lian Tang Village complex. Liu Wentian lives on the fifth floor, the first room as you go up the stairs."
Sheng Qianmei nodded, said thanks, and then headed up the stairs.
Once Sheng Qianmei was out of sight, one of the men seemed to snap back to reality and said, "Damn, she's looking for Liu Wentian?? Seriously?"
The others also seemed to disbelieve; how could the poor guy Liu Wentian land such a beauty?
"Damn, all the good seaweed's gone to the pigs!! A blonde bombshell with long legs, oh heavens!" one of the men lamented.
Liu Wentian, of course, had no idea he had become the public enemy of the men in the complex. At that moment, he was astonished to see Sheng Qianmei knocking at his door.
"Why have you come so early? Did you get the herbs?" Liu Wentian was curious, wondering if she had gone to buy the herbs last night and why she had come over so early in the morning.
Sheng Qianmei smiled and replied, "I've got them, here, for you."
She handed over a large bundle to Liu Wentian and then curiously stepped into his small room.
The place was tiny, just a small single room with a toilet and a little stove.
There was just enough space for a bed and a computer desk, with one chair. Sheng Qianmei had to be careful not to bump into Liu Wentian's bed as soon as she entered the room.
"So, aren't you a little unaccustomed to such a cramped rental?" Liu Wentian said as he took the herbs, already thinking of Spirit Refinement. "If you're not comfortable, you might as well go back," he told Sheng Qianmei directly.
Sheng Qianmei gave him an annoyed look and said, "Are you in such a rush to get rid of me?"
She sat down on Liu Wentian's bed, then smiled and said, "Who said I'm not used to it? Do you think I've always been a pampered young lady? Although this place is small, it feels quite warm. It's just a bit messy."