TEN BILLION INVESTMENT

The next day, Fatty's assistant calls to say that a certain Ling Li has sent a whole twenty-man team to help their company transcend with a ten billion investment. His assistant wants to confirm if he knows about it.

But instead of answering the question, Fatty dropped the phone, and his knees shook like jellies. He ended up sitting on the bed, but his eyes remained staring at the wall.

"Quan Ye! Quan Ye! What happened? Did something happen at home? Quan Ye? Who called?" Chatty became so nervous when Fatty was still unmoving.

Chatty started pinching Fatty to get him back to his senses. He rushed and went out to get a glass of water and came running back.

"Here, have some water." Putting the glass of water in Fatty's mouth.

"Quan Ye, tell me what happened?" Chatty insisted worriedly.

Fatty seemed to have heard Chatty this time and looked at him. But it took him a while to consolidate his brain to reality.

"What? What's wrong? Who called you?" Chatty is starting to get worried.

"Madam Li," Fatty said in a low voice.

"What?! What happened to her?" Chatty became nervous. They had not seen her after breakfast yesterday.

"Madam Li invested ten billion in my company," Fatty murmured.

“….”

"Ten Billion?!" Chatty is in disbelief.

Fatty nodded.

"Damn, my friend, you are now a billionaire!" Chatty started kowtowing to Fatty.

"You are now my Master Quan Ye." Chatty continued teasing his friend when Fatty vigorously kicked Chatty, kneeling on the floor.

Chatty ran away happily. "Why are you sulking and not happy about it? We should be celebrating!" Chatty declared.

"I feel I no longer deserve to own my company. I should hand it over to Madam Li, and I can be her partner, " Fatty said.

"Oh, I see your point," Chatty replied while pondering.

"But remember that Madam Li was the one who offered to invest in your company," Chatty said, trying to lift his friend's mood. "Let us wait until you can talk to her before wasting your time overthinking about it. What do you think?"

"I guess so," Fatty replied when his phone rang again. "Yes."

"Yeah, I know about it. Just follow everything that the group initiates," Fatty instructed his assistant.

"Just update me and call me if there's any problem." Fatty hung up and said goodnight to Chatty as well.

At that moment, Four Eye noticed his infusion was about to finish, and his hand where the drip was attached was a little sore. He stood up and planned to knock at Ling Li's door, but someone was knocking instead, so he answered it.

It was Mushu.

"Good evening. Madam is still in an important meeting and cannot be disturbed. She asked me to check on you." Mushu explained.

Four Eyes nodded, walked back to his bed with his IV stand, and sat down; Mushu followed behind.

Mushu checked his temperature. It was 38C. "It is a slight fever, but it is better to continue your infusion since you still have a terrible cold.

Did you take all your medications today?" Mushu asked.

Four Eyes nodded, then pointed his hand to Mushu and said it felt sore. Mushu checked on it and said, "It looks like the line is no longer good. We need to re-insert a new one."

"No." Four Eyes replied firmly.

"You are not the one to decide here," Mushu said flatly.

"I'm the patient."

"Precisely. We care for the patient and are responsible for you. We need to do everything to make you well," Mushu retorted.

"I'll be back." Mushu left the room to get supplies from the infirmary.

While Mushu was away, Four Eyes didn't want his infusion line reinserted and wanted to find Ling Li, so he knocked on the adjoining door.

When Ling Li heard the knocking, 'This brat, didn't I ask Mushu to check on him?' She was doing paperwork and didn't want to see him, so she ignored his knocking. But he continued knocking as if it was never going to end. She truly got mad.

"What's the matter?!" Ling Li angrily asked.

But Four Eyes looked at her with puppy eyes and showed her his sore hand.

Just then, Mushu came back with supplies. He was dumbfounded to see Four Eyes had disturbed Ling Li.

"Sorry for the trouble, Madam. I had to go down to get some supplies." Mushu said instantly.

"His infusion line seems to be out of the vein and has to be re-inserted, and he is very anxious about it and won't agree to have one," Mushu explained.

Four Eyes looked at her like a poor puppy begging for protection. Ling Li didn't know whether she wanted to laugh or cry, but she didn't show it and remained stern.

Looking at Four Eyes, "If you need to reinsert the line, do it, even if you need to knock him down." Ling Li said and shut the door.

"Did you hear that?" Mushu said.

Four Eyes was stupefied. Four Eyes looked at Mushu, who was signaling him to go back to his bed.

Four Eyes shook his head vigorously.

"Do I have to knock you down just like Madam said?"

Four Eyes also shook his head.

"Come on, it won't hurt. I assure you, we are all well trained." Mushu is trying to comfort him.

"Let's have a condition. Let us remove the old line first. If you feel any pain while I remove it, I won't put a new line. How does it sound?"

Mushu is trying to make a deal.

The deal is agreeable to Four Eyes. He nodded.

"Okay, come on and sit back here," Mushu said, asking him to go back to his bed. He followed.

Mushu started peeling the tapes off, and Four Eyes became nervous that his hand was shaking.

"I'm just removing the tapes. What are you so scared of? Take a deep breath," Mushu said, standing up and handing Four Eyes a glass of water.

"Take a few deep breaths. Inhale slowly through your nose and exhale slowly through your mouth." Mushu helped Four Eyes relax as he was sweating and turning pale.

"Relax, I promise you won't feel any pain. Just lie down and don't look." Mushu patted the pillow, helped him lie down, and noticed the iPad.

"Why don't you listen to music or watch something while I do this? " Mushu suggested, passing Four Eyes the iPad.

Four Eyes browsed through it played a song, and tried to close his eyes.

"That's good now. Just focus on the song," Mushu said as he continued. He had done this countless times and was very confident in his skills; otherwise, his Madam wouldn't have entrusted her life to him. He could do this effortlessly. This was basic to him.