Hu Ziqing's wife had only been frightened. Her condition was not particularly serious. After treating her with acupuncture, Chu Chen prescribed her a calming "medicine." After taking it for three days, there should basically be nothing wrong with her body.
But as the saying went, heart ailments required heart medicine. Her illness was psychological, so how well she recovered mentally would depend entirely on Hu Ziqing and his family and friends talking her through it. Aside from explaining a few things Hu Ziqing needed to pay attention to in the future, Chu Chen had no other solution. If it did not work, they could only seek out a psychologist.
Seeing that his wife's condition had greatly improved, Hu Ziqing hurriedly thanked Chu Chen profusely. He had originally wanted to pay Chu Chen for the treatment, but when he touched his completely empty wallet, an embarrassed expression appeared on his face. Recalling what he had just experienced, his face filled with fear, resentment, and frustration.
Seeing this, Chu Chen waved his hand, indicating that it had only been a small favor and that there was no need to pay him. This made Hu Ziqing feel even more embarrassed. He insisted on getting Chu Chen's contact information, saying that once today's matter had been dealt with, he would definitely thank Chu Chen properly.
Seeing how insistent Hu Ziqing was, Chu Chen had no choice but to give him one of his business cards.
Seeing the two exchange business cards, Hu Yong asked, "Brother Ziqing, what exactly happened today?"
Hu Ziqing let out a long sigh. "I suppose I was too careless today..."
As it turned out, the twentieth anniversary of Hu Ziqing's grandfather's death was in a few days. Thinking that he had become a fairly successful businessman, Hu Ziqing had wanted