?Mobile reading Qin Feng had no idea that, when he brought Qingzi to the ward, the previous female doctor had already uploaded the photos online. Eight Zero E-book After a series of examinations, Qingzi was indeed diagnosed with bronchitis and conjunctivitis. Fortunately, the conditions were detected early—both were in their initial stages—and with timely medication, the progression of the illnesses could be effectively controlled. She was soon started on intravenous therapy. Qin, the young millionaire, stayed by her side the entire time, completely unaware that the very act of bringing Qingzi to the hospital had become the top story in the entertainment section, with reporters speculating about his identity. A while later, the beautiful Qingzi gradually woke up. "Qingzi, how are you feeling?" he asked immediately. "I'm much better, thank you, Qin-san. I didn't even realize I was in the hospital," she said, her voice still weak. "The flu triggered some complications, but don't worry—the condition has now been well managed. "He smiled and said, 'You'll recover quickly. But don't thank me—on the contrary, I should thank you first. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have caught a cold from the cold weather. Now, is there anything else bothering you? Even if it's just a slight discomfort, please mention it, so we don't miss any symptoms!' Her breathing suddenly became rapid, and she felt as though she couldn't draw air into her chest, saying, 'I feel a bit short of breath and my heart is beating a little faster.' 'It might be due to bronchitis,' he replied, 'but I'd still like to call the doctor over to have a closer look.' He pressed the button by the bed. Not long after, a middle-aged doctor came over and asked, 'Is there anything I can assist you with?' Qin Feng recounted the situation, and the doctor immediately frowned, saying, 'The shortness of breath could indeed be caused by bronchitis, but the accelerated heartbeat and palpitations have no direct connection to it. I think we need to examine the patient further.' 'Did we miss anything during the earlier examination?'" "He hurried to ask. The doctor nodded and said, "I suspect the flu has triggered a third complication!! Myocarditis. Compared to bronchitis and conjunctivitis, this is a more serious condition that poses a significant threat to one's health!" "Then let's check it out right away," he truly grew anxious. A common cold causing two complications was already impressive—now, a third one had emerged. The doctor quickly left to prepare the examination equipment. Cleara blushed and said, "Qin Sang, do I really seem so useless, adding so much trouble to you?" "Cleara, please don't say that," he replied, bending down to gaze at her pale, slightly wan face, weakened by illness. "Your little illness? That's nothing compared to the lives you've saved. Besides, you've contracted these illnesses precisely because of helping me. So, I'll take full responsibility for this!" The pure and graceful young woman smiled with quiet delight, her delicate brows curling into crescent shapes. Yet she quickly added, "But Qin Sang must be very busy—I wouldn't want to waste your time!" "Right now, what matters most is Qingzi's health. Everything else can wait," he said, gently patting her shoulder. "Indeed," she replied, her joy evident on her face. As the doctor had anticipated, a third complication had been confirmed—myocarditis. A serious condition, difficult to cure. Hearing the doctor's words, Qin Feng felt his spirits sink. Though he had always held solar-born physicians in low regard, he now clearly saw that they far surpassed their domestic counterparts—those so-called 'angels of medicine' who, in his experience, were nothing short of legitimate robbers, refusing to leave until they'd emptied his pockets. Watching Qingzi fall back asleep, he silently resolved to heal her. Taking advantage of the moment when no one was in the ward, he picked up the phone to call Lin Caivui back home: "Weiwei, among the tonics you sent me, is there any that can treat myocarditis—something effective for ordinary people? Think carefully!" After a moment's thought, Lin, the beautiful woman, replied, "The light-yellow version, Lingli Dan, should work. It's made from herbs collected from the lake bottom and includes a few additional medicinal garden herbs. Try it—don't take just one pill at a time. Start with half a pill and see how it goes!" "Got it, I'll follow your advice," Qin, the young man, said, preparing to hang up. But Lin, the beautiful woman, interjected promptly, "Who exactly are you trying to save—male or female?" "Female, right? Is there anything else special about that?" Qin asked, puzzled. Lin Meiren chuckled, "There's nothing special about it—just a simple question. If you say I saved a man, I'd never believe it. Indeed, this confirms my hunch! Hehe!" Qin, the young man, explained, "It's not exactly as you imagined. The whole process has been quite winding. I'll tell you all the details once I return home. By the way, if you remember anything else later, please call me promptly—this matter is truly important!" "Got it. Let's go save that person now," Lin Meiren said as she hung up, then shrugged and murmured to herself, "Why go through all this trouble with medicine? Couldn't just have taken her to bed and made her into a true healer—then any illness would automatically heal. Isn't it strange that my bad husband really dislikes women from the Sun Kingdom? Has his principles become so rigid all of a sudden?" In the hospital room, Qin took out a bottle of Lingli Dan, poured out one pill, and then cut it in half with a knife. He walked to the bed and softly called, "Qingzi, wake up—it's time for your medicine!" The beautiful woman slowly opened her eyes, struggling to offer him a smile, saying, "I'm already feeling like a medicine pot—I thought we'd never get through the pills!" "Haha, of course you need medicine when you're sick," he said, indicating for Qingzi to open her mouth, then gently pushed the pill into her lips. To her surprise, after the pill entered her mouth, it instantly transformed into a liquid, carrying a rich, deep aroma. As the liquid flowed into her stomach, she felt a warm, comforting sensation throughout her body. … Masahiro Nakamura laughed heartily, holding up a smartphone and saying to Koganei Ichiro, "Senior, I've located the actress. She's in a hospital in one of the cities in the southwest. According to the doctor's photos, there's indeed a man by her side—though he looks like a man in his thirties, I can immediately recognize him as Qin Feng!" Koganei Ichiro looked at him with a thoughtful gaze and said, "I've already sent people there. The information you received arrived a bit later than mine." "Ah," Nakamura had originally intended to use this news as leverage to secure a discount from Koganei Ichiro, reducing the fees.