The sales manager briefly explained and chuckled, "Young Master Zhang, what do you think of this plan?"
"Hmm, not bad. Follow your suggestions."
Zhang Yunpeng sneered, "On top of that, add some extra ingredients. I want to ruin Chen Xuan's reputation and make him completely unable to get by."
"When he can't protect those two beauties, they'll have no choice but to submit to me, hahaha..."
...
That afternoon, a special patient arrived.
"Doctor, please take a look at me, my chest feels tight."
The person was a man in his fifties, looking very weak as he entered the door.
Chen Xuan quickly got up and greeted him, "How long have you felt tightness in the chest?"
"Quite a long time." The man replied.
"Let me take your pulse."
Chen Xuan led the man to the consultation room and placed three fingers on his wrist.
Soon, Chen Xuan frowned slightly, "Brother, you have emphysema. Haven't you gone to the hospital for a check-up?"
