I just got divorced, and the female CEO is already clinging to me.

Chapter 17 The Strange Pulse

As soon as Guan Li entered the room, he began to observe Ye Cheng and noticed that Ye Cheng's face was sickly pale and his body was unusually weak.

Shen Qingrou then showed Ye Cheng's medical records to Guan Li.

After learning about the situation, Guan Li stepped forward and took Ye Cheng's pulse.

It would have been better if he hadn't taken her pulse, because the moment he did, Guan Li began to question the meaning of life.

"How strange! I have never seen such a strange pulse before. It is sometimes slow and sometimes fast, just like playing music."

His words completely stunned Shen Qingrou and her father.

"Music? What music?" Shen Qianfeng asked strangely.

Guan Li stroked his beard and remained silent for a while: "It seems like an ambush from all sides."

Shen Qianfeng's dignified square face suddenly fell. This is utter nonsense!

If Shen Qianfeng hadn't known Guan Li for many years and was familiar with his medical skills, he would have definitely kicked Guan Li out based on that statement alone.

"Is there any hope?" Shen Qianfeng asked anxiously.

Guan Li thought about it carefully for a moment: "I don't think there is any danger to his life. It's just that his kidney qi is insufficient, which is why his legs are weak. I can only prescribe some traditional Chinese medicine to replenish his kidney qi and help him recover slowly."

As for the pulse diagnosis, I'll have to study it carefully when I get back.

Upon hearing that he was slowly recovering, Shen Qingrou couldn't help but ask, "How long will it take for his legs to be able to walk normally again?"

"This..." Guan Li was also unsure. "Let's try the Chinese medicine for a week first and see how it goes."

Also, we must prevent him from experiencing drastic emotional fluctuations, otherwise his pulse will become irregular, which could be life-threatening.

Shen Qianfeng's heart clenched, and he couldn't help but look at Shen Qingrou, thinking to himself, "Even Doctor Guan isn't confident, this kid probably won't live long!"

The girl probably misjudged this time and brought back a burden.

Let's see how she handles this.

Shen Qingrou looked at Ye Cheng thoughtfully for a while, and then said to Guan Li, "Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Guan. I will send someone to help you get the medicine right away."

Shen Qianfeng was the first to leave the room. After Shen Qingrou came outside, he couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going to reconsider?"

Health is the foundation of everything; no matter how talented a person is, without good health, it's all for naught.

Shen Qingrou ignored her father and led Guan Li to the private elevator.

Zhou Chunhong stayed put and waited patiently.

Shen Qingrou handed the matter over to Zhou Chunhong and Wang Jingjing, asking them to go with Guan Li to get the medicine. She then returned to her room and stood in front of Ye Cheng, staring intently at him.

He didn't say a word, he just watched.

Ye Cheng was the first to back down, calmly asking, "Just say what you have to say."

Shen Qingrou kept her eyes fixed on her, her pretty lips parted slightly: "Didn't you say you were almost better? Tell me honestly, how much longer do you have to live?"

Ye Cheng thought about it seriously: "If nothing unexpected happens, I can live to be at least 150 years old, or even longer."

Shen Qingrou gritted her teeth: "I really want to bite off your tongue so you can stop spouting nonsense!"

Ye Cheng did not argue: "This Doctor Guan is quite skilled. At least he could tell that my inability to walk was due to insufficient kidney qi."

However, I don't need to take medicine; after three years of rest, I'm almost fully recovered.

Shen Qingrou retorted sarcastically, "Are you saying this because you think the herbs are bitter?"

That's absolutely true; that's exactly what Ye Cheng thought.

That's why he resisted the doctor's treatment.

Because he did have a health problem, both Western and traditional Chinese medicine doctors were able to diagnose the cause of his illness.

However, ordinary medications only treat the symptoms, not the root cause. Making him undergo treatment would only cause him unnecessary suffering.

He only needs to practice diligently every day, and success will come naturally.

There was simply no way to explain this to Shen Qingrou.

"Every medicine has some degree of toxicity. Who would willingly take medicine when they have nothing to do with it?"

Seeing that Ye Cheng had told the truth, Shen Qingrou couldn't help but snort disdainfully, and said in an unquestionable tone, "Is this something you can decide for yourself?"

There was no escaping it now. Ye Cheng sighed helplessly, "What a mess!"

As dusk approached, Zhou Chunhong and Wang Jingjing returned carrying large bags of herbs.

Wang Jingjing conscientiously went to brew the herbal medicine, while Zhou Chunhong looked at Shen Qingrou with a melancholy expression and said heavily, "President Shen, I have some bad news to report to you."

Shen Qingrou raised her eyebrows slightly: "Is Old Man Shen nitpicking?"

I knew he wouldn't come here for anything good.

Zhou Chunhong ignored Shen Qingrou's complaints and went straight to reporting the bad news: "The chairman is very dissatisfied with the hotel's performance and has given us one month to find a way to increase the turnover."

If this cannot be done, the chairman will have to take back the management rights of the hotel and sell it to another company to realize the cash.

The official announcement will be released tomorrow.

A hint of disdain flashed in Shen Qingrou's eyes: "It seems I've really angered the old man this time. He's going to give me a warning."

Zhou Chunhong said worriedly, "The hotel itself has no geographical advantage, and the surrounding area consists of poor mountain villages with low consumption levels."

It's not that we don't want to increase revenue, it's just that the environment doesn't allow it!

Mr. Shen, if the announcement comes out tomorrow and everyone finds out about this, it will probably cause a lot of panic, and some people will resign.

We will be defeated before the battle even begins.

"We won't even have to wait a month; I'm afraid we'll have to close down within half a month."

This hotel was built at the suggestion of Shen Qingrou when she was still in college.

Years ago, she was driving alone aimlessly to clear her mind when she discovered that this place was quiet and very livable, so she made this plan.

So Shen Qianfeng built this hotel here as a graduation gift for Shen Qingrou.

Originally, he wasn't after profit; he only wanted Shen Qingrou to like him.

But now it has become a means for the father to punish his disobedient daughter.

"Let him sell it if he wants, I don't care."

Zhou Chunhong said sadly, "President Shen is the chairman's daughter and we may not care, but what about the employees who have developed a sense of belonging here?"

They can't help but care.

No one wants to change jobs easily.

We urge Mr. Shen to find a way to save the hotel.

Shen Qingrou remained unmoved and directly shifted the blame to Zhou Chunhong: "Manager Zhou, you were sent by Old Man Shen to assist me, right? You're usually in charge of the business when I'm not here."

Now that Old Man Shen is holding you accountable, it's you, not me, who's trying to salvage the situation.

Don't push all the blame onto me.

"I've solved all the problems, what do I need you for? Are you just here to eat?"

Zhou Chunhong looked troubled: "President Shen, I'm not trying to shirk responsibility."

You know my major is internal management; business operations aren't my strong suit.

Shen Qingrou retorted, "Just because it's not your forte doesn't mean it's not someone else's forte either."

With so many people under you, you can pool your wisdom and ideas.

If you think the method is feasible, then implement it. I've delegated the authority to you.

As long as everyone's enthusiasm is mobilized, no one will want to leave.

If it doesn't work out, we can just part ways a month from now.

I've done my best, so I have no regrets.

Seeing that Shen Qingrou was determined to be a hands-off manager, Zhou Chunhong had no choice but to give up and began to rack her brains for a solution.

Wang Jingjing finished brewing the medicine and came in to report. Shen Qingrou took the medicine bowl and carried it to the living room with both hands.

Ye Cheng sat cross-legged on the bed, seemingly meditating, but in reality, he was cultivating.

Shen Qingrou looked at him tenderly and said in a gentle voice, mimicking that of an ancient woman, "Young Master Ye, it's time to take your medicine."

Ye Cheng trembled upon hearing this. Was she trying to murder her husband?