Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 520: I love you

Chapter 520: I love you

Just after he finished speaking, Qian Yu frowned, his expression showing considerable pain as he said, "Mr. Xiang Te, why do I feel even worse now?"

"Worse?" Xiang Te’s complexion changed for a moment and asked, "What kind of feeling is that?"

"It’s like my chest is so stuffy, and my body seems to have no strength. Let me check the spot you just pressed, oh my, it hurts even more." Qian Yu pressed the spot and immediately grimaced in pain.

The two experts exchanged glances and then shook their heads at the same time. This condition obviously differed from the neuropathic heart pain, and most importantly, according to all the medical examinations, his heart was completely healthy. In all their years of practicing medicine, they had never encountered such a bizarre case.

The two of them took up the series of tests they had just performed and studied them intently. Watching their expressions grow increasingly grave, Qian Yu felt his heart sink further and further. Wanting to ask but not daring to, he wrung his hands and paced back and forth, his complexion turning paler and sweat streaming down his forehead. At just over thirty, he was in the prime of life, with wonderful prospects for the future just a few years away. If he got some incurable disease now, his entire life would be ruined.

After a while, Qian Yu couldn’t bear it any longer and cautiously asked, "Mr. Xiang Te, what on earth is wrong with me?"

Xiang Te hesitated for a moment, then said, "Well, I can only be sure that there’s nothing wrong with your heart for now. How about this: let’s check all the related autoclave devices again. It could be caused by some other pathological changes."

"Other pathological changes? Could it be very serious?" Qian Yu’s face turned even paler, his voice trembling.

"That’s hard to say; let’s wait for the results of the tests," Xiang Te shrugged his shoulders.

Then Qian Yu underwent a series of tests, including blood tests, urine tests, and stool tests. It was a grueling process, and the more tests he had, the worse his psychological endurance became. He felt as if he were about to die, as if he didn’t even have the strength to walk anymore.

Actually, even with the methods Song Xiaodong had applied, Qian Yu shouldn’t have been this bad, but the psychological endurance of a person is truly an amazing thing. When a person is afraid, a small illness can feel incredibly severe.

There’s also a saying that is very apt: of the people who die from cancer, seven out of ten are frightened to death, three are treated to death, and only one actually dies from the disease.

People always think they’re strong, but when you actually contract a disease, you’ll find that your psychological endurance is far weaker than you’d imagined. All those bold statements you made are essentially just jokes.

After all the examinations, they had checked everything possible on Qian Yu, and Xiang Te and his colleague’s final conclusion was that there was no illness.

"Are you sure I’m really not sick?" Qian Yu looked at Xiang Te and his colleague in disbelief.

"Yes, I think you’re just under a lot of mental stress. Now that we’ve confirmed you don’t have a disease, you can let go of this burden. Your various discomforts should quickly dissipate," Xiang Te finally stated the true nature of the issue, showing his expertise as a doctor.

"Oh, is that so? It does seem like I feel a lot better." Relieved by Xiang Te’s firm answer, Qian Yu’s anxiety eased considerably. The discomfort brought on by psychological pressure naturally lessened and then swiftly disappeared.

"Hey, but my heart still feels uncomfortable. Oh! This spot is even more painful." Qian Yu pressed his flank and immediately started sweating from the pain.

"You cannot be serious?" Xiang Te frowned and pressed around Qian Yu’s rib area, asking, "Does this hurt? What about here?"

"No pain, no pain, oh, it’s killing me."

Xiang Te pressed on several spots around Qian Yu’s ribs and suddenly pressed on the spot that Qian Yu himself had touched. By doing so unexpectedly, if it were a psychological effect, it wouldn’t hurt as much at that moment.

But clearly, Qian Yu was in pain, excruciating pain, a sensation that couldn’t possibly be the result of a psychological effect.

Director Chen Qing had been watching from the side, and it was somewhat gratifying for him to see the two experts at a loss over Qian Yu’s condition. He interjected, "Section Chief Qian, Mr. Song was the first to notice your problem. Why not let him have a try?"

"Him?" Qian Yu’s expression turned particularly unsightly in an instant.

Mr. Xiang Te’s face darkened as he said, "We have conducted so many examinations and have found nothing. How could he just use his naked eye to recognize what illness this is?"

Chen Qing shrugged his shoulders and said, "I’m just offering a small suggestion. If you want to try it, then try it; if you don’t, then pretend I never said anything."

At this point, the corner of Qian Yu’s mouth twitched as he said, "Mr. Xiang Te, I think... I should still have him take a look, otherwise he’ll think that you’re afraid of him."

Mr. Xiang Te, with a stern face, said, "Afraid of him? A witch doctor who treats illnesses with herbs compared to our modern medicine is ridiculous."

Another doctor named Ellington then said, "Mr. Xiang Te, I am actually curious to see. After all, he immediately pointed out Mr. Qian’s symptoms. Despite the many conflicts between Traditional Chinese Medicine and our modern medicine, perhaps there’s something commendable about such a long-standing tradition of medical skill."

Anxious, Qian Yu said, "Right, right, let’s go have a look. If he spouts nonsense, you can expose him right away."

Mr. Xiang Te hesitated for a moment before nodding, saying, "Then let him come over."

Qian Yu quickly said to Chen Qing, "Dean Chen, then please ask him to come over for a moment."

Chen Qing nodded, made a call to He Wenbai, and after a while, He Wenbai finally answered.

"Where’s Mr. Song, let him take the call," said Chen Qing directly.

"Dean Chen, what’s the matter?" Song Xiaodong’s voice was very calm.

Chen Qing said, "Can you come to my office right now? Section Chief Qian would like you to take a look at his condition."

"I am busy and don’t have time to go over. If he wants a consultation, he can come directly to me," Song Xiaodong replied, and then hung up the phone.

Chen Qing’s face turned somewhat unpleasant, and Qian Yu immediately asked, "What happened?"

Chen Qing’s mouth twitched slightly as he said, "Mr. Song wants you to go to him. He says he is busy and doesn’t have time to come here."

"Fuck! Does he really think he’s somebody? Believe it or not, I can make sure he never works as a doctor again!" Qian Yu couldn’t help but burst out in anger.

Mr. Song doesn’t have a medical license; he’s not really a doctor," Chen Qing stated, feeling an unexpected surge of pleasure as he spoke.

Qian Yu’s face stiffened instantly, his mouth twitching without a word to say.