Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot

In a family gathering, even if Jiang Jinsang wouldn’t have preferred to go, there was no helping it. Thus, when Zhou Zhongqing arrived at the Jiang’s, only the three members of the Tang Family and several Jiang family servants were present.

Despite his age, the old master’s constitution was still robust, helped further by the good care before and after his surgery, contributing to his satisfactory recovery.

“Your health is fine, but traveling long distances by car still requires extra care. I’ll prescribe a few new medications. You just need to follow the instructions and take them when you get home.”

Among these were some prescription drugs that required a doctor’s prescription to purchase and use. Concerned about the convenience of getting the medication in Pingjiang, Tang Wan decided to go the extra mile and have him accompany her to procure all the necessary medications.

“Uncle Zhou, sorry to trouble you so late, and with this sort of bother?” Tang Wan saw his tired expression, “Is the flu really that severe recently?”

“This year is a warm winter, which tends to foster bacteria, and during the festival season with friends and relatives moving around, viruses are easily transmitted. It’s best to wear a mask when going out.” The hospital was overwhelmed with constant shifts, and even Zhou Zhongqing had to step in continuously, yet the patients still seemed endless.