But miraculously, Wei Yumeng did not swallow it. Perhaps she tasted the bitterness of the pill, and her body convulsed, spitting the medicine onto the ground. Mu Linjing hurried to her side to support her.
"Yumeng, Yumeng, are you alright?"
"Miss Wei." Just then, the room door was pushed open, and Chu Zi'an entered with Yang Tao.
Seeing Yang Tao, Mu Linjing finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Dr. Yang."
Yang Tao put down her medical kit, checked Wei Yumeng's condition, and took out a pill from her bag.
"Here, let her swallow this first."
Mu Linjing saw Yang Tao's quick movements and assumed she was prepared. Without asking any questions, she once again placed the pill into Wei Yumeng's mouth. Yang Tao tapped her jaw, gently tilting it upwards, and the pill slid down her throat.
Zhan Mohan reacted and stepped forward to pull Yang Tao away, his tone icy, as if laced with a chilling wind.
"What did you give her?"
"Don't worry, I gave her fever-reducing medicine. It has no side effects. I'm also a doctor, here's my medical license."
Yang Tao did not get angry at Zhan Mohan's questioning. Instead, she took out her work ID and handed it to him.
Jing Yan, standing nearby, had a short temper. A doctor had inexplicably appeared, and Wei Yumeng had spit out his medicine, only to swallow this woman's. What was going on? Was this an insult to him?
He took Yang Tao's work ID and sneered.
"Obstetrician? Are you here to crack a joke? She has a fever."
Yang Tao put her hands in her pockets and said speechlessly to Jing Yan, "Can you finish reading it? I'm not just an obstetrician. For minor ailments like a fever, am I the only one who can treat it?"
Jing Yan was somewhat surprised. "How did you know I was a doctor?"
"Jing Yan, I've heard of you. I'm Yang Tao."
They were all in the same circle; it was hard not to have heard of any slightly famous doctors.
Jing Yan immediately felt he had some notoriety and no longer cared about Wei Yumeng, but rather became interested in Yang Tao.
"Which hospital are you from?"
"City Center First Affiliated Hospital," Yang Tao replied concisely.
Jing Yan's eyes showed approval, and his attitude immediately changed.
"I wouldn't have thought you'd be an associate chief physician at such a young age. Not bad."
"My father is the vice president. If I didn't work hard, wouldn't I disgrace him?"
"Then you..."
"Jing Yan, I asked you to come see a patient, not to pick up women."
Zhan Mohan, standing nearby, spoke with displeasure, his eyes holding a coldness that could freeze ice.
Jing Yan snapped back to reality, his expression slightly embarrassed. "My apologies."
Yang Tao explained seriously and solemnly to Zhan Mohan, "Mr. Jing's medicine was not suitable for Miss Wei. She has a sensitive stomach, and fever reducers can be irritating. If you force it down her now, she'll just spit it up again. Then, with fever and nausea, it will be quite a ordeal for her."
"Then what medicine did you give her?" Jing Yan hadn't had time to see clearly as it was administered so quickly.
"This medicine is not very irritating. Her fever isn't severe, so she doesn't need such high-concentration medicine. But after taking this medicine, she'll need to drink more water. Someone should stay with her."
Yang Tao's explanation was professional, easy to understand, clear-headed, and accompanied by a faint smile, leaving a very good impression.
Zhan Mohan's brow eased, and his attitude softened considerably.
"There were some misunderstandings just now, Dr. Yang. Please don't take offense."
"It's alright. You were also worried about Miss Wei." Fearing that staying any longer might arouse Zhan Mohan's suspicion, Yang Tao turned to Chu Zi'an and said, "You'll take me back. I have some things at the hospital. Don't call me for these kinds of things often, or people will think I'm making extra money on the side."
Chu Zi'an scratched his head. "It was a special situation, wasn't it? I thought no one would be able to help here for so long."
Jing Yan, hearing this, immediately became angry. "Chu Zi'an, what nonsense are you spouting? I'm a leading figure in the medical field, and you dare to doubt that I can't even treat a fever? You're insulting me!"
"If the medicine you gave her was effective, why would she spit it out? Why didn't she spit out the medicine Dr. Yang gave her?"
"I just..." Before Jing Yan could finish, he was met with a cold glance from Zhan Mohan, and he immediately shut up.
Chu Zi'an let out a scoff and then escorted Yang Tao out. When they reached the ground floor, he dared to speak to Yang Tao openly.
"Thanks to you today, Grandma, or we would have been in real trouble."
Yang Tao smiled and said, "You owe me a meal this time, right? It's only fair."
Chu Zi'an put his hands in his pockets and smiled down.
"Sure, sure. We'll treat you after Wei Yumeng recovers."
"Why together? You're not boyfriend and girlfriend. Besides, didn't you see her protector?"
Yang Tao pouted unhappily.
Chu Zi'an scoffed. "What protector? He's just a passerby, at best."
"That's not necessarily true. I saw a strong possessiveness in that man's eyes. And my woman's intuition tells me he loves Wei Yumeng very much. However, I can roughly understand their situation. In short, you don't stand a chance. Give up on this idea as soon as possible."
It was Yang Tao's first time meeting Zhan Mohan, and she was awestruck by his cold, regal aura. If it hadn't been for the special circumstances, she might have taken a long time to recover.
That man's gaze was so piercing, as if it could see through her eyes into others' hearts. Looking him in the eye made one feel very insecure, as if one's secrets were being plumbed.
Even thinking about it now sent a shiver down her spine. She never wanted to deal with such a person again.
Chu Zi'an didn't argue with her. "You go back first. I'll treat you to a meal next time."
"You must remember, or I'll come to your house and hold a knife to your throat."
Before getting into the car, Yang Tao reminded him repeatedly. This person had stood her up several times.
Just as Chu Zi'an was about to go upstairs, he received a message from Mu Linjing.
【Why don't you go back? It's so late, and Yumeng's fever is already subsiding. It's not a big problem.】
Chu Zi'an thought about it. Given Zhan Mohan's personality, he definitely wouldn't be leaving tonight. If he stayed, it wouldn't be of much use. Too many people might even disturb Wei Yumeng's rest.
The main drama was yet to come, so he wasn't in a hurry.
He typed on his screen.
【Then I'll be going back. Take good care of her.】
In the room, Mu Linjing put away her phone and said to Zhan Mohan,
"Mr. Zhan, Yumeng's condition has improved a lot. Why don't you and Dr. Jing go back?"
Zhan Mohan directly told Jing Yan, "You should go back quickly. Spend some time studying this area more thoroughly, so you don't make such a joke next time and embarrass your hospital."
"No, I'm really fine. Patients with fever are treated like this."
Jing Yan felt very wronged.
Zhan Mohan glanced at him disdainfully. "Then why didn't she spit out other people's medicine, but yours, she threw up before even swallowing?"
"How should I know?" Jing Yan retorted, annoyed.
"That's why I'm telling you to go back and study it further."
Jing Yan paused but ultimately did not argue with Zhan Mohan.
"Fine, fine. Considering you're taking care of the patient today, I won't argue with you. Just don't call me next time."
After a few casual complaints, Jing Yan left.
Mu Linjing saw that Zhan Mohan had no intention of leaving and knew that saying anything would be futile. Wei Yumeng was still asleep, so it shouldn't be a big problem.
Her staying here was also of no use.
"Then, Mr. Zhan, I'll go rest. Do you need a blanket or anything?"
"No."
"Then what about when you need to rest tonight?"
"Aren't there blankets on the bed?" Zhan Mohan nodded towards the blanket covering Wei Yumeng.
Mu Linjing was immediately speechless. "Her..."