In the presidential suite.
Zhang Xiaohao put down his pen and handed the completed prescription to Li Xiaolu.
"Mr. Zhang, what is this?" Li Xiaolu asked, puzzled.
"This is a prescription! Just now, you took my Elixir, and the injuries on your body have been controlled. Follow this prescription and continue taking the medication for a week, and your body will heal completely without any lingering effects," Zhang Xiaohao explained.
"Thank you, Mr. Zhang," Li Xiaolu and the others expressed their gratitude.
"For the next week, rest assured and recuperate here! Don't worry about the company's affairs for now," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Hmm," Li Xiaolu and the others nodded.
Zhang Xiaohao took out the 12 million check he had previously put away and handed it over.
"Ah! Mr. Zhang, what are you doing?" Li Xiaolu exclaimed.
"Why ask so many questions? Just take it! The money should be divided equally among the five of you," Zhang Xiaohao said irritably.
