Chapter 9

"Father." Zheng Shifan frowned and whispered a reminder, thinking that he couldn't just give the entire enterprise to him.

Zheng Jiacheng waved his hand at him, signaling him to be quiet.

At this moment, Lin Yu had already taken out his phone, carefully calculated, and then looked up with a smile, saying, "Let's make it a round number, 300,000."

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions changed again, full of surprise.

Song Zheng had casually given up 2 million, which was already a huge sum for ordinary people, and now He Jiarong had almost given up 10 million with just one sentence.

"Brother, you don't need to be so polite. The 10 million consultation fee was prepared from the beginning. Even if you don't take it, someone else will. Just take it," Zheng Shifan said with a smile, his good impression of Lin Yu increasing significantly.

"Yes, young friend, you can take it. My old bones are still worth something," Zheng Jiacheng said with a smile.

"Old Mr. Zheng, 300,000 is already a lot. If I hadn't encountered some difficulties, I wouldn't have charged such a high consultation fee. I hope you won't be too polite with me," Lin Yu said sincerely, without any pretense.

Hearing this, Zheng Jiacheng didn't insist further, nodded, and had Zheng Shifan pay Lin Yu 300,000 in cash.

Zheng Shifan wanted to give Song Zheng 100,000 as a labor fee, but Song Zheng, seeing that Lin Yu had only charged 300,000 for curing the illness, felt he had no face to ask for money and refused, then turned and left.

As Wei Gongxun and Lin Yu walked out of the villa together, Zheng Jiacheng stood by the window, looking at Lin Yu's back with admiration and sighed, "There are not many young people nowadays who are capable, humble, and not vain. Shifan, you should try to interact with him more in the future; it might be beneficial for your career."

"Yes, Father," Zheng Shifan nodded, but in his heart, he was somewhat dismissive. No matter how capable he was, he was just a doctor, what else could he do besides treating illnesses? As the young master of Wansheng Auto Trade, did he need his help?

"Also, pick a good car tomorrow and send it to him as a gift and a thank you. Remember, it has to be a good car," Zheng Jiacheng said solemnly.

"Understood," Zheng Shifan replied.

After leaving the Zheng family, Lin Yu made an appointment with Wei Gongxun to treat his wife on the weekend, and then they parted ways. Lin Yu went directly to his mother Qin Xiulan's bun shop.

Seeing Lin Yu, Qin Xiulan immediately showed a rare smile and said, "Jiarong, you're not young anymore. You have a family, so you should find a proper job. Don't keep coming to me for nothing."

"Godmother, don't look at me like I don't have a job, but I earn a lot by treating people," Lin Yu said excitedly, then opened his backpack and showed the 300,000 in cash inside.

"Jiarong, where did you get so much money?" Qin Xiulan exclaimed in surprise.

"I just treated a wealthy family, and this is the consultation fee they gave me," Lin Yu said proudly. Growing up, his mother had always supported him, and now he finally had the ability to support her.

Then Lin Yu called Huang Mao and gave him 220,000, including interest, and handed the remaining money to his mother.

"Jiarong, how can this be? You should keep it for yourself," Qin Xiulan quickly refused.

"Godmother, please take it. Consider it my way of fulfilling my filial duty," Lin Yu said, looking at the photo of himself and his mother on the table, feeling a bit melancholic.

Since I can't be myself, I will protect you with this body and ensure you have a worry-free life.

Finally, Qin Xiulan couldn't refuse and took the money, saying, "Alright, I'll keep the money for you. If you need it, come ask me."

The next day, Lin Yu wanted to sleep in, but Jiang Yan woke him up early and took him to the market. She handed him a basket and told him to buy the groceries and go directly to the clinic, reminding him to buy meat.

Lin Yu felt a bit disoriented. From Jiang Yan's series of matter-of-fact arrangements, it seemed that He Jiarong often did such tasks.

Doesn't he feel ashamed? A grown man washing clothes, buying groceries, and sleeping on the floor...

"Um, I don't have any money," Lin Yu said, though he felt it was unmanly, as he had given all the money to his mother and kept none for himself.

Jiang Yan gave him a disdainful look, then threw him 100 yuan from the car window and drove away.

Lin Yu clenched his teeth in anger, thinking, "Just wait, one day I'll strip you and spank you."

Lin Yu, who had never bought groceries before, felt a bit nervous, unsure how to pick vegetables or haggle.

However, as soon as he arrived at the market, the uncles and aunts at various stalls started greeting him.

"Oh, Xiao He, you're buying groceries. It's been a while since we've seen you."

"Right, where have you been for the past two months? I've missed you so much."

"Xiao He, are you still getting the usual three items? I'll pack them for you, and you can come pick them up later."

"I've already packed your vegetables. If you don't have money, you can put it on credit."

"You're such a good young man."

Good?

Lin Yu's facial muscles twitched. Seeing the uncles and aunts' enthusiastic attitude, it seemed that He Jiarong had enjoyed buying groceries as a "good" task.

After buying the groceries, Lin Yu had no money left and had to borrow one yuan from an aunt to take the bus back to the clinic.

After getting off the bus, he saw a large crowd gathered in front of the clinic. Curious, he squeezed in and saw a brand new bright pink Maserati Quattroporte parked in front of the clinic.

The hood of the car was adorned with a heart-shaped rose bouquet, surrounded by other flowers and ribbons. A young man in a dark blue suit, with a shiny pompadour, stood next to the car, holding a bouquet of flowers, clearly ready to confess.

"Wow, so rich, using a million-dollar luxury car to confess. I've never seen anything like this before."

"The flower arrangement on the car must cost 10,000 to 20,000. So romantic."

"If I were the woman being confessed to, I'd be so happy. I'd have no regrets even if I died right away."

"Look at your low standards. If it were me, I'd give him a romantic kiss."

"I don't think any woman could resist such a grand confession."

The crowd chattered, and some young girls showed obvious envy.

Lin Yu's interest was piqued, and he joined the crowd, curious which big beauty would receive such a rich man's favor.

"Jiang Yan, I love you!"

The man in the suit cleared his throat and shouted to the clinic.

Lin Yu almost spat out a mouthful of blood. He was at the market, and a green hat fell from the sky?

Could he lose his wife while buying groceries?

Lin Yu was very angry, feeling that this was a great insult to him. Jiang Yan was a married woman, and this man still dared to confess so openly, showing how little he respected him.

Perhaps the timid He Jiarong could tolerate it, but now, the one living in this body was Lin Yu!

To maintain his dignity as a man and as a way to repay He Jiarong, Lin Yu decided to teach the man a lesson.

Just as he was about to step forward, Jiang Yan suddenly came out of the clinic.

Lin Yu hesitated for a moment and stepped back, deciding to see how Jiang Yan would handle it. If she showed even the slightest interest in the man, he would immediately decide to divorce her for He Jiarong.

"Wow, what a beautiful woman. No wonder he's willing to spend so much!"

"If I had that much money, I'd be willing to spend it too!"

"Tsk tsk, with that figure, I'd be willing to die after a night with her."

The crowd was also stunned by Jiang Yan's beauty.

"Zhu Zhihua, will you stop? I've told you, I'm already married. Give up on me!"

Jiang Yan's face was cold, and her tone was very displeased.

"It doesn't matter, Yan'er. I don't mind. Your husband is now a vegetable and will never wake up. Why suffer with a half-dead man? Just consider me!"

Clearly, Zhu Zhihua didn't know that "He Jiarong" had woken up.

Yan'er?

How shameless. Lin Yu glared at him. As Jiang Yan's husband, he had never called her that.

"My name is Jiang Yan. Thank you. Also, my husband has already woken up, and we are very happy together. Please don't come to harass me anymore!"

Jiang Yan frowned, her voice cold.

"Yan'er, do you think these lies are too childish? I asked his doctor last month, and the chances of him waking up are almost zero."

Zhu Zhihua laughed and shrugged, then said confidently, "As long as you agree to marry me, I promise to be devoted to you for life. This car is just a small gift. After we get married, I'll give you a villa."

The crowd gasped in amazement. What a rich young man, so generous.

"Sorry, I'm not interested. Please leave immediately and don't disturb my patients," Jiang Yan said coldly, then turned and walked back into the clinic.

"Yan'er!"

Zhu Zhihua, in a panic, rushed to grab Jiang Yan's arm.

"Let go of me!" Jiang Yan struggled, but her strength was too weak to break free.

"Yan'er, just give me a chance!"

Zhu Zhihua leaned in, clearly intending to force a kiss.

"Let go!"

At this moment, Lin Yu suddenly darted out of the crowd, one hand holding a basket of groceries, the other holding two large scallions, and angrily pointed at Zhu Zhihua.

Seeing Lin Yu, Zhu Zhihua's face changed in surprise, "He, He Jiarong, you're awake?"

"Let go of her now!"

Lin Yu ignored him and, seeing that he was still holding Jiang Yan's arm, rushed over and hit Zhu Zhihua's hand with a scallion.

"Ouch!"

Zhu Zhihua felt as if he had been hit by a whip and quickly pulled his hand back.

"Are you okay?" Lin Yu stepped to Jiang Yan's side and asked softly.

"I'm... I'm fine." Jiang Yan's eyelashes trembled, and her face turned slightly red as she looked into Lin Yu's determined eyes, her breathing becoming rapid.

Security.

Although she didn't want to admit it, she had to admit that Lin Yu gave her a sense of security she had never experienced before.

"Stay away from my wife, or I won't be gentle with you!" Lin Yu said coldly to Zhu Zhihua.

Seeing Lin Yu's cold eyes, Zhu Zhihua's body trembled, but he quickly regained his composure. Why should he be afraid of such a weakling?

"Not gentle? You, a man who relies on his wife? Look at what I gave Yan'er, a Maserati! Look at what you have, rotten vegetables!" Zhu Zhihua sneered.

The crowd burst into laughter.

"Right, why be stubborn and stick with a weakling who relies on his wife?"

"Stupid, no, even a fool knows to choose between rotten vegetables and a Maserati."

"Think about it, beauty. Love can't put food on the table. If it were me, I'd choose this handsome man in a suit."

The crowd chattered, clearly favoring Zhu Zhihua, as people tend to be materialistic.

At this moment, the sound of a roaring engine was heard, and a wine-red Ferrari sped towards the clinic, stopping precisely in front of it.

"Ferrari LaFerrari!"

A car enthusiast in the crowd suddenly screamed, his excitement evident.

This convertible was a limited edition released by Ferrari a few years ago, now discontinued, with each costing nearly 30 million and only 202 units produced globally. In the entire Huaxia region, only 3 units were available.

One of these three units was now in front of them, and many people couldn't resist taking photos.

The crowd's attention was immediately drawn to this flashy sports car, eagerly waiting for a super-rich or beautiful person to step out.

To their disappointment, a young man with an ordinary appearance, wearing a white shirt and black suit, stepped out, looking somewhat like a real estate salesperson.

The young man got out of the car, walked through the crowd, and quickly ran to Lin Yu, respectfully handing him the keys and saying, "Mr. Lin, your car has arrived. Please inspect it."

He then took out a card and handed it to Lin Yu, lowering his voice and pleading, "Mr. Lin, please accept it. Mr. Zheng said that if you don't, I can resign immediately."

Seeing Zheng Shifan's name in gold at the bottom of the card, Lin Yu smiled helplessly, had to