Chapter 10: Poisoning

Lin Chen didn't want to waste any more time talking to this person and began to take Chen Tianpeng's pulse.

After about ten seconds, he let go, his face expressionless the entire time.

Even Chen Tianpeng, who was usually calm, looked tense. The first words out of Lin Chen's mouth could determine his life or death.

Seeing Lin Chen let go, Leng Hanyan asked anxiously, "How is it? Can you treat him?"

Everyone, including Director Zhu, held their breath, waiting for Lin Chen to speak.

Lin Chen nodded and said, "Don't worry, I can treat him!"

Leng Hanyan let out a joyful cry and rushed over to hug Lin Chen, "That's great, that's great! I was so nervous!"

She was indeed extremely nervous. If someone died in the hospital after taking the medicine she prescribed, her career as a doctor would be over.

"Um... don't get too excited, you, that... you're pressing on me..." Leng Hanyan, in her excitement, hugged Lin Chen, who was sitting on a chair, and her chest pressed directly against his face.

The soft feeling and the faint fragrance made Lin Chen's heart race.

"Ah!" Leng Hanyan, hearing Lin Chen's words and feeling his warm breath, immediately let go, her face as red as a monkey's bottom.

She glared at Lin Chen, "Pervert!"

Lin Chen looked innocent, "You were the one who jumped on me, what does it have to do with me..."

He then said to Chen Tianpeng, who was smiling, "Take off your shirt, I'll give you a massage."

Chen Tianpeng asked doubtfully, "Massage? Don't I need to take medicine?"

Lin Chen replied, "No need for medicine. Just buy some tonics when you get home. Your body is a bit weak right now."

Director Zhu, hearing this, snorted and said disdainfully, "Young man, don't pretend to know what you don't. Do you know how bad Mr. Chen's condition is? You mean a massage will cure him? Do you think you're a god?"

"Why don't you try?" Lin Chen said coldly.

"I..." Director Zhu was about to continue mocking, but Gangzi rushed over and slapped him hard, "You fat pig, if you keep talking, I'll kill you!" He then slapped him again.

Director Zhu was dazed, his face swollen like a watermelon, but he didn't dare speak again, just looking at Lin Chen with resentment.

Chen Tianpeng, without another word, took off his shirt, exposing his upper body, and lay down on the bed. He had many scars from knife wounds. While Director Zhu and Leng Hanyan looked shocked and frightened at these scars, Lin Chen's expression didn't change at all.

Seeing this, Chen Tianpeng was even more convinced that Lin Chen was no ordinary person.

Then Lin Chen began to massage Chen Tianpeng's upper body. Chen Tianpeng felt a hot sensation enter his body from Lin Chen's hands, and this heat moved through his body, sometimes fast, sometimes slow.

Soon, he was drenched in sweat, the bedsheet soaked, his body turning red like a cooked shrimp. The sweat turned black as it flowed, and with the black sweat, Chen Tianpeng felt his body becoming lighter and more comfortable.

"Done." After about ten minutes, Lin Chen stopped.

The others in the room were already stunned.

What kind of medical skill is this? How can it be so miraculous? Is it some kind of qigong?

Everyone was puzzled and skeptical. Leng Hanyan's eyes were wide with admiration, as if she wanted to eat Lin Chen. Director Zhu, on the other hand, looked like he had eaten something foul.

Chen Tianpeng sat up, moved his body, and felt that although he was still a bit weak, the uncomfortable feeling was gone. He couldn't help but say, "Done? Really done! I feel much better now! Ha, little brother, you're a miracle doctor! Amazing!"

He kept thanking Lin Chen.

A man in his fifties with gray temples hurried in from outside.

Seeing him, Chen Tianpeng frowned and said coldly, "Dean Song, you sure came fast! If it weren't for this young man, you could have come to collect my body!"

The man who entered was Dean Song of the hospital. Hearing Chen Tianpeng's cold words, his heart sank. He knew this Mr. Chen, who, although retired from the underworld, still had a ruthless hand. No one who crossed him ever had a good end.

Dean Song hurriedly said, "Mr. Chen, I'm really sorry. I rushed over as soon as I got the call, but the traffic was terrible, so I was a bit late."

As he spoke, he looked at Chen Tianpeng curiously.

What's going on? When Director Zhu called, he said that Leng Hanyan had prescribed the wrong medicine and that Chen Tianpeng was almost beyond saving. But now, apart from looking a bit pale, Chen Tianpeng seemed fine.

He looked at Director Zhu questioningly.

Director Zhu was embarrassed. He never thought Lin Chen would actually cure the patient.

But he had a thick skin. Seeing the dean looking at him, he smiled and said, "Dean Song, Mr. Chen was in critical condition, but fortunately, I was here. I managed to save him!"

He didn't mention blaming Leng Hanyan or who had actually cured the patient.

But Chen Tianpeng, who had seen too many intrigues in his life, knew what Director Zhu was up to.

He didn't usually care about such matters, but since he wanted to get closer to Lin Chen, he said sarcastically, "Dean Song, they say that if the top is crooked, the bottom will be crooked. With such a shameless director in your hospital, if you don't handle it properly, I will doubt your character."

"What do you mean, Mr. Chen?"

Dean Song was a bit confused, but seeing Director Zhu's pale face, he guessed what was going on.

He turned to Leng Hanyan and said sternly, "Doctor Leng, tell me what happened. Director Zhu said you prescribed the wrong medicine and caused problems for Mr. Chen."

Hearing this, Leng Hanyan became even angrier and explained the situation to Dean Song.

After listening, Dean Song glared at Director Zhu and then looked at Lin Chen in surprise, not expecting this ordinary-looking young man to have such skills.

He said warmly to Lin Chen, "Little brother, I really appreciate your help. If it weren't for you, the consequences would have been unimaginable. I represent the entire People's Hospital to thank you! I wonder which prestigious university you graduated from or which famous doctor you learned from. Are you interested in working at the People's Hospital?"

Lin Chen shook his head, "Not interested."

Hearing Lin Chen's answer, Leng Hanyan felt a sudden sense of loss.

Dean Song nodded, not forcing the issue, and then said coldly to Director Zhu, "Director Zhu, if you have nothing to refute what Doctor Leng said, starting tomorrow, you will be transferred to the pharmacy. It's a more relaxed position, suitable for retirement."

Director Zhu's face turned pale. He was only in his early forties and didn't need to retire. He had been hoping to become the dean someday!

But he didn't dare say anything more, feeling as if all his strength had been drained. He knew he had really fallen this time and would never rise again.

Who would have thought that an ordinary-looking young man could have such miraculous medical skills!

If he had known how skilled this person was, he could have let him treat Chen Tianpeng and maybe even gain Chen Tianpeng's favor!

Director Zhu was filled with regret, but there was no medicine for regret in this world.

Chen Tianpeng then said with a smile, "Dean Song, since the old director is gone, a new one should take his place. I think Doctor Leng would be perfect for the new position. What do you think?"