Chapter 1911 This is too coincidental

Pi Yangyang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "He's fine. Don't touch him yet, wait for the ambulance."

The manager looked at this scene and said in amazement, "Is Chinese medicine so magical? Can minced garlic save lives?"

Pi Yangyang said calmly: "Traditional Chinese Medicine is extensive and profound, and there are countless strange folk remedies. This is nothing strange."

Then he asked where the restroom was and went over to wash his hands.

Qin Yujie was stunned.

She couldn't help but think back to the days she spent with Pi Yangyang.

Pi Yangyang often said that he was a miracle doctor. He always liked to prescribe medicine for Yan Jinfeng and her, saying that it could regulate their bodies.

At that time, she and Yan Jinfeng both scoffed at the medicine prescribed by Pi Yangyang, thinking that he was just bragging.

As for the miracle doctor, they all felt ashamed when they heard about him.

However, what Pi Yangyang showed just now completely shocked her.

Come to think of it, I'm really blind.

If I had chosen to believe him at that time, how could I have ended up like this today?

Especially when Pi Yangyang took out the formula of the Menglong Pill and placed it in front of her, and she crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the trash can, the scene made her feel heartbroken whenever she thought about it.

The formula that she once regarded as garbage saved the precarious Su Group.

At this time, the sound of an ambulance was heard outside, and three people in white coats pushed a flat bed in.

At the same time, a middle-aged man walked over, took a look at the old man who was still lying on the ground, shouted in surprise, and then asked the manager excitedly.

The manager explained a few words, and Pi Yangyang happened to come back from the bathroom. He pointed at Pi Yangyang and introduced him to the middle-aged man in a babble.

Pi Yangyang didn't understand and didn't care, so he went in to continue drinking and eating.

The middle-aged man suddenly bowed deeply to him and said gratefully, "Thank you, sir."

Although Pi Yangyang is illiterate in English, he can still understand this sentence.

"No, it's just a piece of cake." He replied calmly.

The manager translated, and the middle-aged man took out a business card from his pocket and handed it respectfully to Pi Yangyang with both hands, indicating that he must accept it.

"This gentleman wanted to thank you for saving their chairman. Here's his business card, please accept it. He also asked for your contact information, saying he'd definitely thank you when he gets the chance..."

The middle-aged man said a lot, and the manager translated it.

Pi Yangyang was stunned. He didn't expect that the person lying on the ground was actually a chairman.

He took the business card and said to the manager, "I don't have a business card. Please write down my contact information for him."

The manager quickly took out a pen and paper, wrote down Pi Yangyang's contact information, and handed it to the middle-aged man.

At this time, the medical staff had already lifted the old man onto a flat bed, conducted a preliminary examination, and prepared to send him to the hospital.

The middle-aged man quickly said to Pi Yangyang, "I will accompany the chairman to the hospital first. I will contact you when he recovers."

Pi Yangyang nodded and entered the room.

The manager finally breathed a sigh of relief and walked over to Pi Yangyang, saying respectfully, "Sir, thank you for saving us from trouble just now. I'll give you a free meal tonight as a token of my gratitude."

Pi Yangyang smiled and said, "It's nothing, but since you said so, I won't be polite."

The manager bowed. "Of course I am! Are you here for tourism, sir, or are you an expatriate?"

"I came here to do some business and will return home in a few days." Pi Yangyang replied.

The manager said, "Oh!" and said, "Okay, if you think our food is good, please come more often. I won't disturb you guys while you're having your meal..."

After saying this, he respectfully left the room.

"Xiao Pi, what disease did that person just now have? It was so scary..."

After everything calmed down, Qin Sihai asked with a little curiosity.

"He had acute brain herniation, which is quite serious. If he hadn't been treated in time, he would have died of brain death," Pi Yangyang replied. "But he's fine now. As long as he's treated, there won't be any major problems."

"Mr. Pi, Chinese medicine is amazing!" Paul said in shock, "Just a little bit of minced garlic can actually save lives."

Pi Yangyang smiled calmly, "I left my needle at the hotel and didn't bring it with me, otherwise I wouldn't have gone through so much trouble."

Paul said, "This is already amazing. I also heard from Xiaoxiao that you saved Lingling not long ago... It seems that Mr. Pi is indeed a miracle doctor."

He had an admiring look on his face and raised his glass to toast Pi Yangyang.

Although he is from the U.S., he grew up in China and is very familiar with Chinese culture.

But he thinks many of them are just legends, such as the magic of traditional Chinese medicine.

Unexpectedly, after seeing Pi Yangyang show off his skills with his own eyes today, he was completely obsessed with him.

The two clinked glasses. Paul looked at the business card that Pi Yangyang had casually placed on the table and read out, "Mr. Carter Will, Secretary to the Chairman of the Taizhe Group..."

Hearing this, Pi Yangyang and Qin Yujie's expressions changed at the same time, and they looked at the small business card.

"What did you just say? Secretary of the chairman of the Taizhel Group?"

Pi Yangyang thought he didn't hear clearly and asked.

Paul nodded. "Yes, he's the secretary of the Taizheer Group."

Pi Yangyang couldn't help but laugh.

What a coincidence.

I was just about to go to Taizheer to find Shen Xian's family, but I didn't expect that by such a coincidence, I happened to save their chairman.

Suddenly, Paul looked at Qin Yujie and asked, "Yujie, the one you are negotiating with this time is the Taizheer Group, right?"

Qin Yujie nodded. "Yes, the Taizheer Group is expanding its business in South America and needs financing. Our company wants to acquire some of Taizheer's investment qualifications, and I've been negotiating with them these past few days. However, Taizheer will send a deputy manager to conduct the final negotiations tomorrow."

Paul's eyes flickered, and an idea suddenly came to his mind. He subconsciously glanced at Pi Yangyang.

Pi Yangyang also saw his gaze and naturally knew what he was thinking.

But he didn't speak.

It's not a good business to take advantage of others, and what's more, he will never ask for anything in return.

More importantly, no matter how much he wanted to help Qin Yujie in the past, she would think he was bragging.

Long-term distrust made him unwilling to express himself in front of her.

What's more, the two have been divorced for more than a year.

He could tell that Paul was clearly interested in Qin Yujie. As for how far the two of them had progressed, he wasn't particularly interested.

What would Paul think if he took the initiative to help Qin Yujie again?

"Boss Qin, I wish you success in tomorrow's negotiations!"

He thought about it, picked up the wine glass and said to Qin Yujie.

Qin Yujie was very calm. She touched him lightly and said calmly, "Thank you."

Seeing this scene, Qin Sihai sighed sadly.

The former husband and wife eventually became strangers.

After eating and drinking, Paul and Qin Yujie sent them back to the hotel.

"Dad, you guys can go wander around the city tomorrow, but be careful to only go to the main streets. Don't go into those narrow and dirty streets. Also, if you see homeless people, stay away from them..."

In the car, Qin Yujie repeatedly instructed Qin Sihai.

Qin Sihai frowned and said, "Isn't the U the most developed country in the world? Why are there so many homeless people?"

Qin Yujie seemed unable to explain, and only said vaguely: "Every country's national conditions are different. They yearn for freedom here, but it's too much."

Qin Sihai said, "That's worse than back home. Yujie, if you have a chance, you should go back home. It's really not good here."

"Dad, I'm now focused on my career. I believe I can achieve great things. You don't have to worry about me. Once I'm stable and have a solid foundation, I'll bring you, Mom, and Xiaoyu over to live with me..."

Qin Yujie said with longing.

Qin Sihai quickly shook his head, "No, I'm not used to this kind of place. I'd rather live in Qingjiang and feel more at ease."

"We'll talk about this later." Qin Yujie didn't rush to force it. "By the way, how is Xiaoyu now?"

Qin Sihai asked in surprise: "Hasn't he been in contact with you?"

"We're in contact, but every time he calls me, it's just asking for money," Qin Yujie said with some distress. "He's grown up now, so he should probably find something to do."

Qin Sihai said bitterly, "He's been wandering around with his cronies all day, how could he possibly be doing anything serious? I wanted him to come with me to find you this time, but he disappeared. If he asks you for money again, don't give it to him. All his bad habits were caused by you and your mother..."

Qin Yujie was speechless. After a moment of silence, she said, "I understand. I won't give him money anymore..."

After sending them to the hotel, Paul said to Qin Sihai, "Uncle Qin, I have to accompany Yujie to the negotiations tomorrow and can't accompany you. You can go to Central Park to have fun. The scenery there is beautiful and it is one of the must-see places in New York."

Qin Sihai nodded and said, "Just take care of yourselves, don't worry about us."

After Paul and Qin Yujie left, Pi Yangyang, Chu Ge and others returned to the guest room.