Command

In terms of severity, Zhou Weiwei's heart disease was far more serious than the heart condition Su Yuan had inherited from the original owner of this body.

The original owner's heart disease could be kept under control with the appropriate specialized medication.

As for a complete cure, that was simple enough—just have Lu Fusheng of Zhongshan Hospital perform the operation.

But Zhou Weiwei's heart disease was hereditary. More precisely, it was a genetic disorder.

And it grew worse with every generation.

The first person to lead Zhou Pharmaceutical lived to sixty-nine.

The second-generation leader lived only to thirty-seven.

As for third-generation Zhou Weiwei? If nothing unexpected happened, she would die of heart disease today.

That was only because modern medical technology far surpassed what it had been decades ago, and because Zhou Weiwei had received extensive medical support. Otherwise, she likely would not have lived past ten.

"President Lu Fusheng and the others were all wrong?"

Tang Zhien fell silent.

He did not find it absurd. Instead, he was seriously considering it.

If those words had come from some random passerby, Tang Zhien would never have believed them.

What kind of joke was that? Lu Fusheng and the others were medical authorities renowned across the country and even the world. Could just anyone question them? And claim they were all wrong?

They were all wrong, and only you were right?

Even if a doctor from Zhongshan Hospital had told him Zhou Weiwei could be saved,

Tang Zhien would only have been half-convinced.

Over the years, Tang Zhien had visited countless famous doctors, and their conclusions had all been more or less the same.

If a doctor truly told him that, Tang Zhien's first thought would be whether they were a fraud.

But Su Yuan...

Tang Zhien did not know Su Yuan's name. He did not even recognize him.

Yet Su Yuan had silently crossed the numerous security barriers on the hospital's top floor, entered the ward, and stood there for some time before Tang Zhien noticed him...

Perhaps Tang Zhien had only noticed him because Su Yuan had allowed it.

The more Tang Zhien thought about it, the more chilled he felt.

What did that mean?

It meant Su Yuan could easily kill him and then leave unscathed.

And what happened in the ward might not be discovered by the guards and bodyguards outside until ten minutes later, or even half an hour later.

By then, it would be far too late.

Tang Zhien had led Zhou Pharmaceutical for so many years. He had weathered every kind of storm and survived no few assassination attempts.

Yet he had never felt as helpless and desperate as he did today.

Facing someone who held his life in their hands, Tang Zhien felt there was no need for Su Yuan to tease him.

Since Su Yuan said he could save Zhou Weiwei, he must have some confidence in doing so.

"What do you need?"

After thinking for a minute, Tang Zhien looked at Su Yuan and asked.

If the mysterious man before him truly had a way to cure Weiwei, then he must want something.

Otherwise, why would he come here? Why would he specifically say that to him?

"Very simple."

Su Yuan smiled. "I need you and Zhou Pharmaceutical to be at my command and serve me for three years."

Tang Zhien immediately fell silent.

As one of Magic City's nine major pharmaceutical companies, the influence and resources held by Zhou Pharmaceutical were terrifying.

Serve Su Yuan for three years? What if, during those three years, Su Yuan ordered him to transfer all of Zhou Pharmaceutical's assets? Wouldn't Zhou Pharmaceutical be nothing but an empty shell afterward?

"Do you think Zhou Weiwei is more important to me than Zhou Pharmaceutical?"

Tang Zhien looked at Su Yuan and asked.

Even those closest to him did not know Zhou Weiwei's place in his heart.

Outsiders even believed that Tang Zhien could not wait for Zhou Weiwei to die so that he could completely take over Zhou Pharmaceutical.

Use Zhou Weiwei to threaten him?

"That is your concern."

Su Yuan said calmly, "You only need to give me an answer. Agree to serve me for three years, and I will save Zhou Weiwei now. Refuse, and we can pretend I was never here today."

If Grey Mirror had not told him that Zhou Weiwei was Tang Zhien's greatest weakness,

Su Yuan would not have believed this threat would work.

After all, modern people regarded gratitude too lightly. They simply could not understand the complex emotions Tang Zhien had felt decades ago when, on the verge of death, he had been taken in by the first leader of Zhou Pharmaceutical and given a chance to live.

From that moment on, Tang Zhien had regarded the Zhou Family as more important than his own life.

As long as Weiwei is alive, no matter how great the fortune lost, it can be earned back. As long as she lives...

Tang Zhien's gaze gradually became resolute. "How can you guarantee that you can cure Weiwei?"

The implication was that he had agreed to Su Yuan's proposal.

The middle-aged woman beside them widened her eyes, but she did not dare say anything.

"Lu Fusheng should have told you that Zhou Weiwei likely would not survive the next few days, right?"

Su Yuan said.

"Yes."

Tang Zhien nodded.

"Actually, it is not that she will not survive the next few days. She will not survive today."

Su Yuan shook his head.

Tang Zhien fell silent.

He did not refute him.

Su Yuan glanced at Tang Zhien, then reached out and removed Zhou Weiwei's oxygen mask.

He then removed the many medical devices connected to Zhou Weiwei one by one.

Without the oxygen mask supplying oxygen, Zhou Weiwei struggled even to breathe. Her already faint life force rapidly became almost imperceptible.

"Weiwei."

Tang Zhien's lips moved, but he said nothing.

Just then,

Su Yuan raised a hand, and several silver needles pierced Zhou Weiwei's body.

By Blue Star's medical standards, Zhou Weiwei's hereditary heart disease was an incurable terminal illness.

But Su Yuan was an exception.

Several days ago, Su Yuan had learned through Grey Mirror of hundreds of treatment methods.

Every one of those hundreds of methods was something Su Yuan could easily carry out.

And every one could completely cure Zhou Weiwei's hereditary heart disease.

However,

Su Yuan ultimately chose none of those complete cures.

Instead, he planned to divide Zhou Weiwei's treatment into ten courses, one course every four months.

That way, by the time Zhou Weiwei was fully cured, three or four years would have passed.

This would also ensure that, during that time, Tang Zhien and Zhou Pharmaceutical obeyed his every word.

There were three methods of commanding and controlling a person.

Control through benefits.

Control through life and death.

Control through conviction.

Without question, control through conviction was the most reliable and stable method.

As for controlling someone through life and death? For certain people, some things mattered more than their lives.

And if he wanted to completely command and control an old fox like Tang Zhien, who had navigated the business world for decades,

and make him work wholeheartedly for Su Yuan, relying on life and death alone was not enough.

This was also the method Grey Mirror had provided for completely controlling Zhou Pharmaceutical.

He needed to hold not only Tang Zhien's life and death, but Zhou Weiwei's as well.

The former was control through life and death; the latter was control through conviction.

To Tang Zhien, Zhou Weiwei was his conviction. The meaning of his existence was to serve the Zhou Family.

As long as Su Yuan held Zhou Weiwei's life in his hands, Tang Zhien would obey his every command.

Rustle, rustle—

Silver needles continuously fell from Su Yuan's hand. Before long, dozens of needles had been inserted into Zhou Weiwei's body.

Under the stimulation of the silver needles, a faint flush unexpectedly appeared on Zhou Weiwei's paper-white face.