Chapter 73: Don't Be Inferior

Lin Chen was startled by the sudden kiss, his eyes wide open, "Doctor Leng, what are you doing..."

Leng Hanyan's voice was gentle, her face slightly flushed as she said, "Don't call me Doctor Leng anymore. Call me Hanyan... Hanyan from now on."

"Hanyan?" Lin Chen's heart beat faster.

Just as Lin Chen was a bit dazed, Leng Hanyan continued, "Lin Chen, although there's something wrong with your body, I will find a way to help you get better. Moreover, even if life doesn't have that kind of thing, it doesn't mean you should lose hope. I believe true love won't be affected by that problem!"

"What's wrong with my body? Why are you suddenly talking about love, Doctor Leng, ah, Hanyan, what are you saying?" Lin Chen felt like he was about to be confused.

True love won't be affected by that problem. Could it be that because he took her to eat spicy hot pot tonight, she thinks he's poor and is comforting him by saying that poor people can also find love?

Lin Chen was about to ask, but Leng Hanyan had already closed the door with a red face.

"Forget it, it's all nonsense."

Lin Chen couldn't figure it out and didn't want to overthink it. However, this trip wasn't in vain; he had at least enjoyed the view.

Although it was quite late, Leng Hanyan's place wasn't remote, so Lin Chen easily took a taxi back home.

When he got home, it was already past 11 PM. Zhang Yuerong and Bai Lan were still awake, watching TV in the living room. Mengmeng and Keke were nowhere to be seen, probably already asleep.

When Zhang Yuerong saw Lin Chen come in, her face suddenly turned red, and she went back to her room without a word, as if she was fleeing in panic.

"Uh..."

Lin Chen was taken aback, then realized it must be because he had carried her back when she was drunk, undressed her, and wiped her down. When she woke up and saw herself in just her underwear, she must have misunderstood.

It seems he needs to find a good time to explain.

Bai Lan was very happy to see Lin Chen, her voice somewhat shy, "Big Brother Lin Chen, you're back."

She looked like a wife who had been waiting a long time for her husband to come home.

"Yep, I'm back." Lin Chen smiled.

Then Lin Chen treated Bai Lan with acupuncture and told her that she would soon be able to go to school. Bai Lan had received nine years of compulsory education under the sponsorship of the orphanage, so they planned to have her start from the first year of high school.

Bai Lan seemed very happy, but her face was always a bit red, and she kept saying she would study hard and get into a good university.

The next morning, Lin Chen went out early to practice, and Mengmeng and Keke followed him, mimicking his movements in a clumsy and funny way.

Lin Chen laughed and taught them some small techniques. Although these two little girls were far from being skilled, they could probably beat up their kindergarten classmates now.

After breakfast, around 8:30 AM, Lin Chen received a call from Leng Hanyan, asking him to wait for her at the door.

Leng Hanyan arrived in her Porsche shortly after, her face slightly flushed but not mentioning last night's incident.

In the car, Leng Hanyan briefly explained the patient's condition to Lin Chen.

The patient was Qin Wenhai, the chairman of Wenhai Group, a commercial giant in Yuehai City, with a net worth of several billion. He was on the same level as Tianqiong Entertainment's chairman, An Zhongzhou.

Moreover, Qin Wenhai had another identity: he was the cousin of the city's party secretary, Tang Tiande. Although he was low-key, he held a significant position in Yuehai City's business community.

An hour later, Leng Hanyan drove to a villa complex in the suburbs. Each villa had its own courtyard, and without a doubt, in Yuehai City, where housing prices were sky-high, only those at the top of the pyramid could afford to live here.

Leng Hanyan registered at the entrance and then drove to Villa No. 7. Before they could ring the doorbell, the gate opened automatically, clearly monitored by surveillance.

A tall, thin middle-aged man walked out of the house, his expression somewhat arrogant. This man was Qin Wenhai's butler, Li Qing. As the saying goes, "A prime minister's gate is seven ranks high," and although he was just a butler, he had considerable power and many people tried to curry favor with him.

Li Qing glanced at the two of them, his eyes widening slightly at the sight of Leng Hanyan, but his tone remained arrogant, "Are you here to treat my master?"

In the past two days, many people had come for the ten million yuan reward, but none of them had any real skills, and he was already tired of dealing with them.

"That's right," Lin Chen answered briefly.

When Li Qing saw Lin Chen speak, he realized that this young man was the one who was going to treat the master. If it were the blonde beauty next to him, he might have believed it, as he could tell that Leng Hanyan had the air of someone who had studied at a prestigious university and should have some skills.

But the idea that this young man, dressed in old-fashioned clothes, was going to treat the master made him skeptical. He had seen many skilled people with the master, but no matter how he looked at Lin Chen, he saw no sign of skill.

"You're here to treat him, so which medical school did you graduate from? Did you go to the Imperial Medical University, or Harvard Medical School, or somewhere else?" Li Qing questioned.

Lin Chen was a bit confused by the questioning, "I didn't graduate from any of those schools. I'm a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, relying on my family's medical techniques."

"Ha!" Li Qing laughed coldly, "Traditional Chinese medicine? You're barely in your twenties, with barely any facial hair. You're telling me you're a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner? Are you trying to fool me? Go back where you came from and study for a few decades before you come to treat people. Don't think that ten million yuan is easy to get. The reward is high, but you need the skills to earn it!"

Lin Chen was about to get angry at the unwarranted ridicule when a woman in her thirties, with a good figure and a graceful demeanor, walked out of the house.

This woman was Qin Wenhai's wife, Liu Mei.

Liu Mei glanced at Lin Chen and Leng Hanyan, then asked Li Qing, puzzled, "Butler Li, what's going on? Are these two here to treat Wenhai? Why don't you invite them in?"

Li Qing's expression instantly changed from arrogant to fawning, "Madam, these two are here to treat the master, but the young man says he's a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner. These days, traditional Chinese medicine is all about deception, and at his age, he can't possibly have any real skills. I was just about to send him away."

When Liu Mei heard that Lin Chen was a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, she frowned slightly. In her eyes, skilled traditional Chinese medicine practitioners were mostly elderly with white hair. She also thought that Lin Chen was just attracted by the ten million yuan and couldn't treat her husband.

However, she really hoped someone could cure her husband's illness, so she said, "It's fine. Since they're here, let them try."