Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 531 Keeping a Canary in Captivity (10)

Yan Zhen immediately drove back to the public hospital.

After seeing the doctor, the doctor solemnly told Yan Zhen that she must stop taking sleeping pills immediately, otherwise the damage to her liver and kidneys would be irreversible.

After leaving the clinic, the drug test results were also sent to Yan Zhen's phone.

After she opened it and read it, she realized what Gao Shenghan had been feeding the original owner of these past few years.

It is an imported sleeping pill.

This is a short-acting sleeping pill used to treat occasional insomnia; taking one or two occasionally is fine.

However, long-term use can lead to dependence, resulting in memory decline, sleep disorders, damage to the liver and kidneys, and even mental abnormalities and depression, such as irritability, anger, headaches, selfishness, and stubbornness.

Gao Shenghan mixed sleeping pills into the health supplements that the original owner used, causing her, who was originally healthy, to develop mental abnormalities.

Yan Zhen sighed as he closed the test report.

The original owner's body was abused to this extent, and it would require long-term conditioning to recover. This would be a long process, and she needed to be mentally prepared to endure some hardship.

After calming down, Yan Zhen put away her phone and prepared to leave the hospital.

As I walked through the clinic corridor, a muffled thud suddenly came from the fire escape stairwell, followed by what sounded like someone slamming into a door.

Yan Zhen turned his head and saw a face pressed against the glass of the stairwell door.

The mirror has sunk again.

His face was pressed against the fire door, squeezed until it was deformed, and his eyes were filled with fear and unease.

Through the glass, Jing Chen saw Yan Zhen, but before he could react, he seemed to be hit on the head, blood splattered on the glass, and he collapsed limply.

This made Yan Zhen, who originally didn't want to meddle, pause in his tracks.

She stood in the corridor for three seconds, pondered, and then walked towards the fire escape door, pushed it open, and went inside.

In the fire escape stairwell, four or five men were punching and kicking Jing Chen.

Jing Chen fell to the ground, his curled-up body like a shrimp.

Hearing someone enter, the men who had been beating up Jing Chen paused and stopped.

One of the thuggish-looking men pointed at Yan Zhen and said, "Get lost, mind your own business."

Yan Zhen asked calmly, "Why did you hit him?"

"none of your business?"

"I know him."

The men who were beating her were stunned. Their eyes lingered on Yan Zhen, finally settling on a limited-edition luxury handbag she was carrying.

One bag can be worth a house.

"This kid owes us money."

Before he could finish speaking, Jing Chen, who was lying on the ground, mumbled, "It's not something I owe. Go find whoever owes it..."

Upon hearing this, the man kicked him hard: "He's your father, it's only right that the son pays for the father's debts!"

Jing Chen: "..."

Yan Zhen glanced at the man's expression and asked, "How much do you owe?"

"One million seven hundred thousand."

"I'll pay it back for you. Once you get the money, you can leave immediately."

The men exchanged glances and readily agreed, "Okay."

Yan Zhen immediately transferred money to the man.

After receiving the money, the man kicked Jing Chen with the tip of his shoe before leaving, and said with a grin, "Being good-looking is an advantage, isn't it? A beautiful and rich woman has come to your door to help you settle your debts."

Jing Chen: "..."

Soon, the men left, leaving only Yan Zhen and Jing Chen, who was panting heavily, in the stairwell.

Jing Chen struggled to get up, blood dripping down his face and soaking his white shirt.

Yan Zhen rummaged through his bag, intending to give him a tissue, but after a while he realized he was out of tissues, so he could only take out a silk twill square handkerchief and hand it to him.

Jing Chen accepted it: "...Thank you."

"Go see a doctor to bandage the wound," Yan Zhen said.

After saying that, she turned around and prepared to leave.

"Wait." Jing Chen covered the wound on his forehead with a handkerchief with one hand, and hurriedly reached into his pocket for his phone with the other. "Leave me your contact information, and I'll pay you back today's money."

Yan Zhen looked directly into his eyes without moving.

Jing Chen thought she had misunderstood and thought he was trying to use this opportunity to get close to her, so he quickly explained, "I didn't mean anything by it, I just wanted to..."

Yan Zhen glanced at his phone, an old model from four or five years ago, with a black patch in the upper right corner of the screen, and his hand holding the phone was calloused, clearly the type who did a lot of manual labor.

It was only when Yan Zhen looked closely at Jing Chen that he realized that apart from his still exquisite and noble face, the main god of this world, from his rather thin figure to his somewhat timid and unconfident demeanor, was all about "I am poor".

I'm not pretending to be poor; I'm genuinely poor.

"No need, I don't need that little bit of money."

It was getting dark when I left the hospital.

Yan Zhen got into the car, and his phone beeped with a message notification.

She opened the message and saw it was from Gao Shenghan, asking what she was busy with today and why she hadn't gone to the hospital to see him.

Yan Zhen did not reply.

Influenced by the original owner's body, she was feeling somewhat irritable at the moment.

Driving back to the Yan family home, Yan Zhen was even more listless.

She ate something, said goodbye to her family, and went upstairs to rest.

After washing up, Yan Zhen lay in bed feeling exhausted, both physically and mentally, but she couldn't fall asleep.

After staying up all night, Yan Zhen had dark circles under his eyes the next morning.

Realizing that willpower alone wouldn't be enough to overcome the dependence caused by long-term use of sleeping pills, Yan Zhen decisively made an appointment with a well-known psychiatrist in Hangzhou for a consultation.

The doctor prescribed Yan Zhen new medication and advised her to relax and not put too much pressure on herself during this period.

If she's in a bad mood or under a lot of stress, it's best to find something to distract her or do something that will make her feel happy.

With the new medicine in hand, Yan Zhen was about to go home when her mother called, anxiously telling her that her father had suddenly suffered a stroke at the company and fainted, and had been rushed to a hospital owned by the Yan family.

Yan Zhen hurriedly drove over.

Yan's father's condition has stabilized, but he is still experiencing severe dizziness and nausea and needs to be hospitalized for a few days.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Yan's mother wiped away her tears and complained to Yan's father, "You haven't slept well for two days since Xiao Heng left. This morning, I saw that you looked unwell, so I advised you not to go to work and to rest at home. You didn't listen, and now look what's happened, you've ended up in the hospital... Do you think you're a cat with nine lives?"

With a pale face, Yan's father said helplessly, "The partner company sent people over today for a very important meeting that I can't miss... If my son-in-law hadn't been hospitalized due to a vaccine allergy, I would have let him go in my place."

Yan Zhen's heart stirred upon hearing this.

With Yan Heng not home and Gao Shenghan and Yan's father both hospitalized, isn't this the perfect opportunity for her to showcase her abilities to Yan's father?

Thinking of this, Yan Zhen volunteered: "Dad, where is the meeting? I'll attend in your place."

Without even thinking, Yan's father refused: "You can't do it. How can a girl like you handle business matters... Honey, give me your phone. I'll give the vice president a few words and have him go."