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"Madam," he said with a helpless smile, "this is a request from President Feng. He insisted on running tests to ensure your health. If you refuse, I will be in trouble."

Knowing her husband's stubborn nature, Yan Yuling sighed and said, "Alright then."

The moment she agreed, Wei Zheming's lips curved into a slight smile. Gesturing to the nurse to lead the way, he added, "Madam, your father has been moved to the ICU. After the tests, I will try to arrange for you to see him.

"For now, however, you won't be able to visit him directly because his condition is weak, and he is susceptible to infections. You will only be able to see him through the glass window instead."

Yan Yuling nodded and replied, "Thank you, Assistant Wei. I understand."

The tests were straightforward—a small tube of blood was drawn, and she was asked to provide a urine sample. She was puzzled by the latter but complied, trusting the professionals to do their job.