"Afterward, use two bottles of this medicine each time, infused intravenously for half an hour. Administer it once every twenty-one days."
At Jin Wusuan's residence, Li Ang handed over a box of Albumin-bound Paclitaxel to a middle-aged doctor and instructed, "This medicine is toxic and may cause adverse reactions such as anemia, nausea, diarrhea, fatigue, and so on. Notify me immediately if the situation becomes severe—provided I'm in Chang'an at the time."
The middle-aged doctor nodded continually, took out the medication instructions from the box, and carefully read them word for word.
Li Ang then turned around and looked at Jin Wusuan, who was lying on a lounge chair. This man was once the richest in Yu Country, originally stout and sturdy. Now, however, he looked like a deflated balloon, rapidly withering away. His complexion was pale, his hair was falling out, and he had no choice but to wear a hat to cover it up.
