Tomb raiding: Today is another day I don't want to go home.

Chapter 58 Wu Sansheng appears

"You should go to the hospital to get checked out..." Xie Yuchen frowned hesitantly as he looked at Yan Huai's current condition. He was afraid that the man would collapse on the way to the hospital.

Since we've already meddled in this matter, it won't hurt to meddle a little more. Xie Yuchen added, "I'll call a car for you."

"Cough cough—why do we have to go to the hospital?" Yan Huai couldn't help but cough a few times. His voice had become hoarse. Although his tone was questioning, it sounded like he was being coquettish.

Xie Yuchen unconsciously softened her tone and said, "You might be having an allergic reaction."

"Allergy?" What's that?

"Host, an allergy is an abnormal immune response that mainly results in damage to tissue cells or physiological dysfunction. It is often accompanied by symptoms such as sneezing, itchy nose, and coughing. The next step you will experience is: chest tightness."

One second Yan Huai was trying to understand the system's explanation, but the next second he suddenly felt like he couldn't breathe through his nose. Not only that, he felt like the world was spinning...

"Hey!"

Xie Yuchen hurriedly stepped forward to support Yan Huai, who was falling backward, but how could a tall man of over 1.9 meters be so easily supported? Before he could free his hands, Yan Huai had already slumped to the side where he lost his balance!

Seeing this, Xie Yuchen stopped wasting her energy and simply kicked Yan Huai's right calf, grabbing his collar to dissipate the force and make Yan Huai lie flat on his back.

However, we are currently in front of someone else's teahouse. If this goes on for too long, it will not only be an eyesore, but it may also attract the attention of those with ulterior motives.

Xie Yuchen glanced at the unconscious Yan Huai on the ground, sighed, and resignedly took out his phone to call his driver. After his men worked together to lift Yan Huai into the car, the group quickly took him to the hospital.

“…Okay, I understand.”

In the hospital corridor, the doctor who had just finished examining Yan Huai walked towards Xie Yuchen, who was hanging up the phone.

"What is your relationship with the patient?"

After a moment's thought, Jie Yuchen replied, "A passerby."

"This is a bit difficult..." Lu Yun closed the medical record in his hand. This was the patient's privacy. Since Jie Yuchen was just a passerby, it was not convenient to say more to him. However, the patient's condition required someone to take care of him!

"Dr. Lu, what makes you say that?" Xie Yuchen was puzzled. He had never encountered such a situation before, and his question was only subconscious. "How is he?"

“The patient didn’t have a cell phone or ID card, so it was impossible to contact his family or friends. Also, his condition is somewhat unstable and he needs someone to take care of him at all times.”

"Can I leave someone here? What's their situation?"

"This, you..." Lu Yun hesitated. As a doctor, he should indeed be responsible for the safety of his patients, but the world is in chaos now, how many kind-hearted people can one find? Even if Xie Yuchen looks like a living bodhisattva, he has to be real!

The meaning behind Lu Yun's eyes was quite clear, and Xie Yuchen understood it immediately.

With a smile, Xie Yuchen said, "I am Xie Yuchen, the head of the Xie family. I have met that person inside a few times before, but I will not do anything to him. You can rest assured about that."

"Patriarch Xie..." Lu Yun was stunned for a moment, then realized, how many Patriarch Xies were there in Changsha?! He had finally seen a living person!

"Oh... the patient is probably allergic to onions, and the allergy in his eyes is quite severe, so he needs to use desensitizing eye drops on time, and he should not be exposed to any irritating foods or smells for a short period of time. After this IV drip is finished and the inflammation is reduced, if there are no special circumstances, he can be discharged from the hospital."

"I understand, thank you, Dr. Lu." Xie Yuchen nodded slightly after listening. He planned to have Xie Jiu look after Yan Huai here because he had something urgent to attend to—Wu Sansheng had returned.

The Sujin Teahouse, supported by the Wu family, is a council chamber, but also a guillotine and slaughterhouse that can be set up at any time.

Everyone expected that Wu San would return from the provincial capital, but his appearance at this particular time was quite unexpected.

"Hand over the accounts!" Da Pan stood in the center of the teahouse's private room, and with his low shout, everyone in the room perked up.

"Third Master, no offense, but you just checked the accounts when you went out last time, and it hasn't even been half a month! Why are you checking them again?" A young man in his thirties, sitting on the second sandalwood chair on the right, dusted off his cloth coat. Just by looking at his posture, you could tell that he had no intention of handing over the account books. This man had a nickname in the underworld: Turtle Qiu.

"That's right, Third Master, he doesn't trust his brothers!" With Wang Baqiu leading the way, the jeers naturally grew louder, especially among those who had something to hide.

"that is......"

Wu Sansheng used the teacup lid to stir up the tea leaves that hadn't yet sunk to the bottom, then took a sip and thought to himself: Hmm, still good tea.

"Regardless of the reason, if Third Master says he's checking the accounts, then hand over the ledgers!" Da Pan glanced at Wang Baqiu and, as usual, quelled the commotion.

“Tsk, Panzi, you can’t say that! Everyone has times when they’re bogged down in trivial matters. If Third Master ever wants to check the accounts, we’ll have to come and hand over the ledgers. That will take too long and cause delays!” Wang Baqiu spoke up again, forcing a fake smile on his pockmarked face.

"I don't know if it will cause any delays, but checking the accounts doesn't take as long as a turtle talking." A cold and beautiful woman sitting in the fourth sandalwood chair on the left rolled her eyes, her words carrying a hidden meaning.

Upon hearing this, some of the dozen or so people present watched the spectacle, some clenched their fists, and some wore mocking expressions. However, Wang Baqiu, who was being subtly mocked, seemed unconcerned. He picked up the tea from the sandalwood table on his right, but a ruthless and sinister glint flashed in his half-closed eyes.

"Is Sister Mute not mute again today?"

"My mouth is on my body, even if I spit, it won't fall into your mouth, what's it to you?" The cold and beautiful woman known as Sister Mute acted like she knew who she was, which really made Wang Ba Qiu grit his teeth in anger.

"Fuck you!"

"enough!"

Wu Sansheng casually slammed his teacup onto the wooden table beside him, the spilled tea dripping down the edge of the table. He glanced at the two people on either side who seemed ready to fire a cannon at each other, and said, "The accounts are checked every six months, which is indeed close to the last time. But I've heard some rumors lately that some people are getting increasingly dirty. So we have to investigate, investigate them face to face, and investigate them thoroughly."

"A mere rumor has troubled Third Master to come all this way. I wonder who has such influence!" A middle-aged man sitting to the right of the mute girl glanced at everyone in the private room, his smile unchanged. This man also had a nickname: Black Fox.

"Who is it? We'll find out soon enough." The mute woman took out a yellowed ledger from a cloth bag inside her coat, stood up, and neatly placed it on the wooden table where Wu Sansheng had overturned the tea.

With someone setting an example, the task of submitting the account books becomes much smoother.

Apart from a middle-aged man with gray hair sitting in the seventh sandalwood chair on the left...

"Third Master, this audit is rather sudden. I just came back from outside and didn't bring the account books with me!"

Wu Sansheng looked up and realized that he should call that man Fifth Brother.

"Fifth Brother... no rush, I'll have Panzi take you back in a bit."

"Alright!" Xu Wuqian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said no more. Just from the position he was sitting in, it was clear that he did not have much power or wealth compared to others.

The mute woman glanced at Xu Wuqian slightly, a thoughtful look flashing in her eyes...

Most of the accounts in the group's ledgers recently showed expenses with few replies. Wu Sansheng only glanced through them until he picked up the ledger for goods sold in the Northwest.

"Old Qiu, how did you end up doing business in the Northwest?"