Guan Yang sighed. The message he sent to Shui Junzhuo did not receive a reply after a long time. This woman was a little too difficult, and she wasn't even hooked up despite throwing out so many lures. Thus, it was unavoidable for him to feel a setback. After a brief pondering, he categorised her under the Daffodil group. Aside from Daffodil, there's also the Peony, Rosa Multiflora and many other categories. These were all partners that he had sought, with every group symbolising a different temperament. Such as the Peony group, most of them were interested in him, and they're even chasing after him. On the contrary, the Daffodil group belonged to those that gave him a cold shoulder.

　　Stretching his waist, his phone suddenly rang and the Vice-President, Mao Yongsheng's voice resounded, "The specialist has already reached the airport, where are you right now?"

　　Mao Yongsheng felt that Guan Yang was swift in doing things, so he had asked the latter to bring the specialist over to the facility. But for some reason, the specialist had already arrived, but no one was picking them up. Thus, they gave him a call directly. Guan Yang realised that he had messed up. He was too focused on Shui Junzhuo that he had actually forgotten the important matters. He quickly came up with an excuse, "Qiongjin's having a traffic jam at this time, and I'm stuck in it right now. I'll arrive shortly."

　　Mao Yongsheng snorted, "Then give the specialist a call."

　　When he hung up the phone, Guan Yang immediately rushed out of his office while giving the specialist a call. However, he had no idea that Mao Yongsheng was standing by the window and was watching him. He was disappointed with Guan Yang in his heart, how could he claim that he's caught up in a traffic jam when he hasn't left?

　　After half an hour later, Guan Yang sent Kan Bo to the facility. Kan Bo was a specialist in the medical field, and the patients that he's responsible for were all with honorable status. He would be equivalent to those imperial physicians in ancient times. He didn't have a tall stature, his height was only 5'6", and his head was covered in silvery hair with a black-framed spectacle. He wore a traditional grey Chinese costume, with a rosy complexion that made him look calm.

　　After shaking hands and having a brief chat with Kan Bo, Mao Yongsheng brought him to Sire Shui's ward. Seeing that someone's coming to take a look at him again, the old man's temper instantly became fiery. Although he allowed Kan Bo to perform a few checkups, he still wasn't too cooperative.

　　Roughly ten-odd minutes later, Kan Bo sighed while looking at the reports, "This illness is a little unusual. Based on the statistics alone, he's perfectly fine."

　　Seeing that Kan Bo also felt something unusual about this matter and even seemed powerless, Mao Yongsheng instantly panicked, "Mr. Kan, you must do your best!"

　　Kan Bo knitted his brows. He was a little offended by Mao Yongsheng's words. He instantly refuted with unhappiness, "You think I don't know Sire Shui's status? I came to Huainan to treat him at all costs, and as a doctor, I will still do my best, even if I'm dealing with an ordinary patient!"

　　Mao Yongsheng instantly realised that he had used the wrong words, so his ears turned red and he apologised, "I'm sorry, I was too anxious and spoke in a wrong manner."

　　However, Kan Bo wasn't appeased by that. If you slap someone in the face and helped him ma.s.sage it, did that mean that the slap never happened? Although he wasn't happy, he still knew the importance of treating Sire Shui, so he sighed, "He only temporarily lost his voice, and in my opinion, we should just keep him under observation for now. If there are any sudden changes, then we'll deal with it."