When he woke up, it was already past nine in the morning. Song Ye rubbed his neck and realized that he had been sleeping with his back on the sofa all night, and his whole back was sore.
Qu Bai, who was carrying breakfast when he walked in, saw her frowning face and chuckled: "It's not that I won't help you get into a comfortable position, it's that you will wake up as soon as I touch you, and in the end I can only cover you with a quilt." .”
Only then did Song Ye realize that he was covered with a blanket, and he seemed to be a little impressed, "Well, thank you."
She knew that she was very alert when sleeping and would wake up when other scents came near her. She might have fallen asleep last night because she knew Qin Zhan was beside her.
"Go and wash up first. There are new towels and toothbrushes in the bathroom." Qu Bai said, putting breakfast on the table.
"Okay." Song Ye nodded, got up but did not go to the bathroom. Instead, he walked to the hospital bed and reached out to check the temperature of Qin Zhan's forehead. He found that the fever had not gone away, and his brows were tightly knitted again. After the examination, there were still twelve hours left. It was time for her to wash up.
Qu Bai looked at all this and sighed silently, but quickly suppressed the loneliness in his eyes.
Since it's a brotherly relationship, no matter how much of a jerk he is, he won't get involved.
After breakfast, at noon, the attending doctor came to check again. After checking the temperature, his face was no longer as confident as last night.
"Increase the dosage of the medicine and check the temperature again every half an hour." After explaining to the nurse, facing Song Ye's cold gaze, the doctor did not dare to stay longer and left in a hurry.
It was around one o'clock in the afternoon that Hao Zhengyi hurried over. When he entered the door, he looked back at the corridor several times, his face tense.
"How many were found?" Song Ye didn't notice his expression, but he still asked about Fang Zi first.
Hao Zhengyi took out a few prescriptions from his arms and handed them over, "This is the most effective method found so far to repair internal organs and remove dirt from the body. If Qin Ershao's wounds continue to worsen, this method can only be used. But There is a thorny problem, there is no material here in the capital."
Song Ye scanned the combinations on several lists and paused with his fingertips, "What do you need?"
She knew that the more difficult the disease was, the more precious the medicinal stones needed. Sometimes it was not that the disease could not be cured, but that the medicinal stone materials could not be found.
Yaowangtang now has the support of Yufu Jewelry. Even ordinary jadeite materials such as Laokeng glass are not a problem. What can embarrass Hao Zhengyi will definitely not be an ordinary object.
Sure enough, he said hesitantly: "In view of Qin Ershao's injury, he needs to be soaked in a medicinal bath for three days and three nights without interruption. The medicine stone must be able to fully cover the medicinal effect and not be lost at all, so the size of the jadeite First of all, it has to be big. Even if Second Young Master Qin is sitting in it, it must be at least half a person's tonnage. The jadeite must be hollowed out, and the variety must be grown with Laokeng glass. It must be full of green, and the quality must be high quality."
Laokeng Glass is full of green jadeite, and it is half the height of a person. Not to mention Song Ye, even a jadeite family like the Qu family would be shocked when they heard about it.
"It's easy to find these three conditions separately, but when these three things are put together, even the Qu family may only be able to find the jade Buddha in the yard now." Qu Bai rubbed his back teeth, I just feel a toothache, and I have to dig out the best jade. The price lost is hundreds of millions every minute.
"The situation is a bit tricky." Hao Zhengyi wiped the sweat from his forehead and felt a little guilty when he said this. This was not a bit tricky, but quite demanding. Even if he had this piece of jade, who would take it out and waste it like this.
Fortunately, there is such a person in front of me.
Song Ye took out his cell phone, walked aside and dialed Zhao Zhen's number.
"Hello, is this Song Ye?" The phone rang once and was picked up. Zhao Zhen sounded a little nervous.
"Well, it's me." Song Ye responded, and just as he opened his mouth to continue speaking, Zhao Zhen over there raised his tone excitedly.
"Song Ye, Yunhua said that you went to the capital to find Second Young Master Qin. Tell me whether you did what happened to the Han family. Now the whole capital is in an uproar. How are you doing now?" Zhao Zhen breathed out. There is no interruption, and it is no longer as elegant as before. It seems that he is really anxious and angry.
"I'm fine, Uncle Zhao. I'll explain this to you when I go back. I have something else to explain now. Among the batch of wool I brought back last time, help me pick out a piece of Laokeng glass filled with green jadeite. It needs to be about half a person tall. After you take it out, hollow out the inside and make it into the shape of a bathtub. You have to be quick." Song Ye was afraid of being shot, so he spoke a little faster.
After he finished speaking, Zhao Zhen on the other end of the phone was stunned. For a long time, he thought he was hallucinating.
"You, what are you talking about? You want to hollow out the jadeite and make it into a bathtub? Song Ye, do you know how much money this will cost?" Zhao Zhen's voice began to change. This time, he was not excited, but frightened.
He thought Song Ye didn't understand the amount of losses, so he wanted to tell her about the cost of the jade bathtub.
But Song Ye didn't give him this chance, "Uncle Zhao, prepare your things first, no matter how much you lose."
After hanging up the phone, Zhao Zhen was completely stunned. What does it mean to be prepared first? What does it mean no matter how much the loss is? I don't know if this thing can be used even if it is ready. Song Ye would spend so much money on it and it would be wasted
This sounds absolutely abnormal to Zhao Zhen, because in his understanding, Song Ye looks cold and indifferent, but in fact he is very profit-oriented. The money in his pocket has always been something that can only go in and out. This time it is so abnormal, why? Not even thinking about it.
But Song Ye never joked, and she always meant what she said. Zhao Zhen thought for a long time with no results, and finally had to accept his fate and let others destroy the precious jade.
On the other side, Hao Zhengyi and Qu Bai were also shocked when they heard that Song Ye had asked people to prepare.
At this time, Song Yeyun's calm face only had two words written on it: Rich!
However, Qin Zhan's injury was not suitable for traveling back and forth, so Song Ye decided to wait until twelve years later.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the Western medicine doctor measured the temperature again, but the result was that there was still no way to reduce the fever. The self-proclaimed turtle expert blushed and lowered his head in shame in front of Song Ye, "The wound has worsened. Sorry, it's My medical skills are not good."
Hao Zhengyi was also present at the time, and his sense of shame doubled when he admitted his mistake.
Although Song Ye had already guessed that this would be the result, she still had some luck. Now that the last hope was shattered, she immediately stopped hesitating and decided to return to Yuncheng.
"Song Ye, the affairs of the Han family are causing a storm in the city right now. I have been feeling someone following me since I came out today. I think the Han family has spread a network of connections with everyone around Qin Ershao. It is very dangerous to go out at this time."