Bai Xiaosheng and Mo Ziyue, guided by the man in the suit, entered that mansion. From the outside, the mansion looked majestic, and inside it was extraordinary. Even soone who knew nothing about the furnishings and artifacts could feel the overwhelming air of opulence.
Bai Xiaosheng glanced around, noticing the porcelain placed in the corners and the ink paintings hanging on the walls, and knew that each piece was invaluable.
In his mind, he had Red Lotus search around, and indeed, almost every item could be linked to so auction!
Such valuable items should be kept in relatively private places like the study, yet they were casually displayed in obvious spots.
The Dong Family’s extravagance was evident.
"Gentlen, please follow ," the man in the suit led the way, and Bai Xiaosheng and Mo Ziyue followed behind.
The mansion had an elevator; they took it upstairs. They walked for quite a while down the corridor. This place was indeed large.
As they walked, servants hurriedly ca and went.
Those who saw the man in the suit greeted him respectfully, addressing him as "Steward Chen."
At one point, Steward Chen stopped a hurried maid, asking, "How is the master’s situation? Are the young master and young lady still there?"
Even Steward Chen sensed the tension and wanted to ask first.
Regarding this, Bai Xiaosheng and Mo Ziyue naturally didn’t interrupt, cooperatively pausing to listen to the maid’s reply.
The maid answered truthfully, "The master is currently in a coma; the old madam is very anxious. Five waves of doctors have already been treating him, including the ones you brought; they are the sixth wave. The young master and young lady were here half an hour ago when the master was in a better condition, and they left. Now, the old madam has sent for them again; they should be coming soon."
Steward Chen nodded, waved the maid off to tend to her tasks.
Afterward, he sped up, leading Bai Xiaosheng and Mo Ziyue.
As they rounded a corner, they saw the wide corridor filled with people, both Dong Family mbers and outsiders.
Seeing Steward Chen approach, soone ca forward politely, saying, "Steward Chen, the old madam says the master needs peace now, so apart from you and the doctors you brought, others should wait here."
Steward Chen nodded upon hearing this, pointing to Bai Xiaosheng and Mo Ziyue, saying, "These two are doctors. I’ll take them over now."
The person nodded but couldn’t help showing a trace of surprise in their eyes upon seeing Mo Ziyue young, and Bai Xiaosheng even younger.
The doctors that had co were either in their fifties or sixties and seventies. Were these young two really capable?
Especially the youngest one, clearly in a student or apprentice’s age. The person’s gaze wasn’t convinced.
However, since it was Steward Chen who brought them, they couldn’t say much, stepping aside with a gesture of "please."
Steward Chen led Bai Xiaosheng and Mo Ziyue quickly toward the sickroom.
Actually, as they passed by, Bai Xiaosheng noticed the person’s doubtful glance but didn’t say anything.
Actions speak louder than words; whether they were capable or not would be revealed in due ti.
As they walked, Bai Xiaosheng detected the faint, almost indistinguishable scent of disinfectant typical of hospitals in the corridor. He also noticed two dical staff stationed at the door of each room, visible through the glass in the doors along with various instrunts inside.
This floor of the Dong Family seed like a small hospital! Bai Xiaosheng was amazed.
Normally, wealthy people have just a few private doctors for house calls, but the Dong Family had a whole team with equipnt, indicating their master’s poor health condition.
Bai Xiaosheng saw plaques bearing the label "Health Room" with numbers like "1, 2, 3" on each door.
After a slight pause, he understood and found it sowhat amusing.
Rich people are very particular about feng shui, which suggests that living too close to a hospital is undesirable, let alone having a "mini hospital" at ho.
This "hospital" belonging to the Dong Family wasn’t open to outsiders, solely for family mbers, defined as a family health room, to avoid distress for the elderly.
The dical instrunts, costing in the millions, were rely called "health equipnt."
Mo Ziyue observed along the way, equally astonished, yet satisfied with the comprehensive equipnt.
As a doctor, he dreaded cases where inadequate equipnt led to delays in treatnt.
Finally, Bai Xiaosheng and Mo Ziyue arrived at a room with Steward Chen. At the entrance, two burly n in suits stood guard, nodding as Steward Chen approached and opening the door for them.
Steward Chen invited Bai Xiaosheng and Mo Ziyue inside.
Once inside, Bai Xiaosheng realized it was a suite; upon entering, they were in a living room, with decor not resembling a sickroom, perhaps to avoid negatively impacting the old man’s mood.
The living room was already crowded with people.
Bai Xiaosheng scanned and counted eight of them.
Besides four attendants dressed like Butler Chen waiting at the side, the other four, three n and one woman, were exchanging opinions.
By their attire, so in suits, others in dical wear, they should be invited doctors, the youngest of whom were around fifty.
Bai Xiaosheng’s arrival drew the attention of those people. Upon seeing that the newcors were young, and one was even a "young boy," they were not impressed, with two of them pulling back their attention to continue their discussion.
"Steward Chen." A man dressed in the sa style of suit as Steward Chen ca around, greeting him while sizing up Bai Xiaosheng and Mo Ziyue.
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