Yet, that one had a bitter taste in his mouth, suffered from insomnia, and had vivid, recurring dreams. A skilled doctor of traditional Chinese medicine could deduce this from one's complexion, but for Chen Feiyu to even discern that he dreamed of black, flooding water—wasn't that a bit too miraculous?
Chen Feiyu smiled. "We are currently in late summer, which corresponds to the Earth element in the Five Phases. Your complexion has a faint yellowish cast, indicating an excess of Spleen-Stomach energy, which has led to a deficiency in Kidney energy. Since the Kidneys are associated with the color black and the element of water, it is only natural that you would dream of black, flooding water. Furthermore, you are showing early signs of an irregular menstrual cycle. Take two red dates every day to nourish your blood, and follow up with some Liuwei Dihuang pills, and you will be fine."
"Irregular menstrual cycle?"
Han Muqing’s lovely face flushed a shade of red, a rare sight. She cursed under her breath, then said with pleasant surprise, "Mr. Chen, you are truly remarkable! I have a patient here who might need your help. Would you be able to provide a diagnosis? Of course, regardless of whether you can cure them, we will reward you handsomely."
Tang Meilian was secretly astonished. She hadn't expected Chen Feiyu to possess medical skills on top of his physical prowess. However, in traditional Chinese medicine, the older the practitioner, the more respected they are; Chen Feiyu was so young that he had to be exaggerating.
Lin Yujia felt a surge of pride. *My Brother Yu is truly amazing—he even knows traditional Chinese medicine.*
Chen Feiyu frowned slightly, lost in thought.
Standing nearby, Han Muqing felt a sudden, inexplicable tension, as if she were waiting for a very important person. Realizing this, she couldn't help but laugh at herself.
"I can, but I don't have the time right now," Chen Feiyu said, his brow relaxing.
Han Muqing had a very polite attitude, and she was beautiful to boot, so Chen Feiyu was willing to grant her this favor. Besides, curing illnesses was his specialty.
Han Muqing breathed a sigh of relief, a smile blooming on her lips that made her look even more alluring. "That is no problem at all. There is no rush; as long as Mr. Chen has agreed, that is enough."
"In that case, we shall take our leave."
After bidding farewell and getting into the BMW X7, Lin Yujia remained immersed in the excitement of the moment. "Brother Yu, you were truly incredible! Those two thugs were so nasty, but you didn't see the look on their faces—they looked like they were about to cry. It was so satisfying!"
Chen Feiyu chuckled. "They were just two ordinary men. They aren't worth mentioning."
Tang Meilian remained worried. "I heard them mention Brother Hu. I’ve heard of Jiang Tianhu before; his reputation is resounding throughout Mingji City. They say no one who has ever offended him has had a good ending. Little Yu, you must be very careful during this time."
Lin Yujia immediately became anxious as well. "Yes, Brother Yu, even though you are very strong, two fists can't beat four hands. You really should be more careful."
"Alright, thank you both for your concern. I understand," Chen Feiyu said with a smile.
To be honest, Chen Feiyu hadn't given a second thought to Jiang Tianhu, the so-called "First Tiger of Mingji." If Jiang Tianhu really dared to come looking for trouble, he wouldn't mind crushing him with a single punch. However, he didn't want to worry Lin Yujia, so he agreed to their concerns on the surface.
Back at the snack shop, Chen Feiyu kept his promise to help out. At night, he stayed at Tang Meilian’s place. Since she was currently single and had plenty of spare rooms, there was no need to worry about space.
Because Chen Feiyu was handsome and refined, and Tang Meilian treated him with great care, many of the waitresses would secretly cast flirtatious glances his way.
Lin Yujia was still a high school student and had to go to school, but she would still run over to the snack shop every few days.
One night, because Tang Meilian was away on a business trip, Chen Feiyu was the only one home.
As usual, Chen Feiyu sat cross-legged, his hands forming seals, regulating his breath to practice his cultivation.
Gradually, a faint, five-colored aura began to emanate from his body, and lightning seemed to flicker around him. If Tang Meilian had seen this, she would have been terrified on the spot.
Chapter 12: Treating the Big Shot
The cultivation technique he practiced was called the "Xianwu Hezhong Sutra." Its power was incredibly domineering, divided into nine stages. Currently, Chen Feiyu had only reached the Middle Stage of the Second Realm of Xianwu.
The next morning, Chen Feiyu woke from his meditation feeling refreshed. After a quick breakfast, he headed out to work at the snack shop.
Suddenly, a luxury car pulled up smoothly in front of Chen Feiyu, drawing envious stares from the passersby.
The door opened, and a long, slender leg wrapped in black silk stepped out.
It was slim, long, and perfectly shaped.
Just looking at that leg was enough to make people's eyes widen with wild thoughts. When the owner of the luxury car fully stepped out, the surrounding crowd was stunned, their breathing turning hot.
She was a tall, mature beauty with incredibly delicate features. She wore a black suit, and her exquisite feet were encased in semi-open high-heeled sandals. A charming beauty mark at the corner of her mouth gave her an aura of subtle allure.
With her fiery red lips and black silk stockings, this mature beauty was enough to make anyone lose their mind.
It was none other than Han Muqing, whom he had met just a few days ago.
"Damn, she is beautiful. I'd give up ten years of my life just to spend one night with her."
"You? You're just asking for death! That’s Han Muqing. I heard her background is terrifyingly powerful. Last time someone tried to mess with her, do you know what happened? They were thrown into the ocean to feed the fish! A femme fatale like that isn't someone we can afford to provoke. You'd better be careful not to die without even knowing how."
The crowd gasped.
Under the gazes of the onlookers—some reverent, some lustful—Han Muqing walked toward Chen Feiyu.
In an instant, eyes full of jealousy shot toward Chen Feiyu. If looks could kill, he would have been shredded to pieces.
Han Muqing reached Chen Feiyu and revealed a captivating smile. "Mr. Chen, we meet again. Do you still remember me?"
Even Chen Feiyu had to admit that Han Muqing was truly charming. Unlike Lin Yujia’s youthful innocence, every move Han Muqing made was full of mature allure. Yet, surprisingly, she was a true virgin.
This stark contrast only made people's hearts burn even hotter.
Chen Feiyu laughed. "Naturally. I’ve always had a good memory for beautiful women, especially great beauties."
Han Muqing felt a slight sense of pride, and her smile deepened. "Mr. Chen, you certainly know how to joke. In that case, you must understand why I am here. Do you have time now?"
A few days ago at the shopping mall, Chen Feiyu had promised Han Muqing he would help her treat a patient.
Chen Feiyu hadn't expected her to come so soon, but he never liked owing people, so he said, "I have time. Let's go."
Under the envious and jealous gazes of the crowd, Chen Feiyu got into Han Muqing's car and drove away.
Inside the luxury car, Chen Feiyu sat beside Han Muqing, finding the view quite pleasing.
Han Muqing was absolutely a beauty. While she might not be as ethereal as Su Yingxue, she was still a rare stunner. Chen Feiyu naturally appreciated beautiful women.
"You are forcing a smile, but your brows are slightly furrowed and your eyes are heavy. It seems you have something weighing heavily on your mind," Chen Feiyu said suddenly.
Han Muqing was startled. She hadn't expected Chen Feiyu to notice. She smiled, "Mr. Chen has keen eyes. If you knew who the patient was, you would be just like me."
"Oh? Is it some sort of big shot?" Chen Feiyu asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes, a big shot. Someone with immense influence in Mingji City," Han Muqing said solemnly.
Through Han Muqing's introduction, Chen Feiyu learned that the patient was Xie Anxiang, the elder of the Xie Family. In his younger years, he had been a military district commander. Even though he was retired, his influence in the military remained massive. He was a military titan whose very stamp could shake the entirety of Mingji City.
Of course, in her words, Han Muqing also hinted that the Xie Family’s background was far more complex than that.
"In any case, once we arrive at the Xie residence, be extremely cautious and follow my lead," Han Muqing urged, looking concerned.
Chen Feiyu smiled slightly, offering no comment.
Han Muqing suddenly felt a sense of foreboding.
Soon, the two arrived at a villa complex on the outskirts of the city, guarded by soldiers. An ordinary person would have been terrified.
Han Muqing stole a glance at Chen Feiyu, seeing a faint smile on his lips. He seemed completely unbothered, which gave her a bit more confidence.
They arrived outside a villa and had just stepped out of the car.
Suddenly, someone nearby said contemptuously, "Han Muqing, didn't you say you were going to invite a doctor? Why did you bring back this brat? Looking at him, he probably isn't even fully grown. Is this the doctor you were talking about?"
Chen Feiyu’s expression turned cold. On the steps ahead stood a young man in his twenties. While handsome, his complexion was poor, clearly indicating a kidney deficiency.
Behind him stood an old man, his figure hunched and his eyes half-closed, yet a sharp, piercing light flickered within them.
A flash of anger crossed Han Muqing’s face. "Qi Weidong, when did I, Han Muqing, ever need you to comment on how I do things?"
Then, she whispered into Chen Feiyu’s ear, "His name is Qi Weidong. He’s a distant relative of the Xie Family, not even closely related. He’s just a dog using his master’s power."
After saying this, Han Muqing curled her lip, her disdain clear.
Chen Feiyu nodded. "Since it’s a mad dog, just ignore it. If a person gets bitten by a dog, there’s no need to bite back."
Chapter 13: Smash Him with a Brick!
He hadn't intentionally lowered his voice, so everyone present heard him.
Han Muqing let out a "pfft" and started laughing, a sight that was truly mesmerizing.
Of course, Han Muqing wasn't afraid of Qi Weidong’s retaliation.
On the surface, Qi Weidong was a distant relative of the Xie Family, but in reality, he was at best just a dog for them. In terms of status, he didn't even come close to Han Muqing.
It was just that Qi Weidong relied on his distant connection to act arrogantly and had always been jealous of the capable Han Muqing.
Qi Weidong was furious, sneering, "I don't know where some stray mongrel came from, but how dare you act arrogantly in the Xie residence? Don't think you can fly just because you’re relying on Han Muqing. She’s just a woman who climbed the ladder by selling her looks, and she’s still delusional about entering the Xie Family through the Young Master. It’s wishful thinking!"
Han Muqing’s face turned deathly pale. Although the Young Master of the Xie Family had been pursuing her, she had never accepted him. Yet, in the eyes of others, it had turned into her using the Young Master to climb the social ladder.
Chen Feiyu’s expression changed. As an orphan, he was particularly sensitive to the word "mongrel," not to mention that Qi Weidong had also insulted Han Muqing.
He was a doctor; he could naturally tell that Han Muqing was still a virgin. Beautiful women were meant to be cherished, not insulted.
Almost instantly, Chen Feiyu flicked his feet. Qi Weidong felt a blur before his eyes, and Chen Feiyu was already standing before him.
The hunched old man seemed to have seen something incredible; his eyes flashed with a sharp light before returning to normal.
"Apologize, or I will make you pay a heavy price!" Chen Feiyu’s expression was icy, like a sharpened sword.
Qi Weidong was startled, feeling a wave of fear, and couldn't help but take a step back. Then, his face flushed red, feeling as if he had lost face. He puffed out his chest and shouted, "I said you're a mongrel! What now? You have the guts to hit me? You wouldn't dare lay a hand on anyone in the Xie residence, even if it scared you to death!"
"Think I don't dare?" Chen Feiyu sneered and backhanded him across the face.
In an instant, Qi Weidong stumbled back several steps, seeing stars. His cheek was swollen and red, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. He looked like he had been hit pretty hard.
Even Han Muqing was stunned; she hadn't expected Chen Feiyu to strike without a second thought, but she couldn't have felt more satisfied.
Qi Weidong held his face, furious. "You... you actually dared to hit me! Do you know who I am? How dare you offend me, and by extension the entire Xie Family! I want you dead, I'll have your whole family buried with you!"
Many of the servants nearby wanted to rush up and beat Chen Feiyu, but Han Muqing immediately reacted with a sharp glare. They hesitated for a moment and then retreated obediently.
Although Han Muqing wasn't a member of the Xie Family, her superb business acumen brought the Xie Family billions in profits every year. She was deeply trusted by the Elder of the Xie Family and was considered a mid-level figure of power within the family.
It was even rumored that the Young Master of the Xie Family was pursuing her, so she might eventually become the Young Madam of the Xie Family. As for Qi Weidong, he was at best a distant relative.
They knew perfectly well which side held more weight.
Chen Feiyu’s gaze was stern. He suddenly stepped forward, stood in front of Qi Weidong, and kicked him to the ground.
Still not satisfied, Chen Feiyu stepped on Qi Weidong’s hand. With a "crack," the bones broke. He sneered, "Do you believe me when I say I'll kill you?"
Han Muqing was startled, worried about a death, and hurried over to hold Chen Feiyu back. "If you keep hitting him, he really will die. A lesson is enough; we have important business to attend to."
Chen Feiyu finally stopped, sneering. "A person doesn't need to bite back when bitten by a mad dog, but I don't mind smashing a dog to death with a brick. Remember, don't provoke me again, or I’ll make you wish you were dead!"
The hunched old man opened his eyes, showing a hint of interest, and laughed, "This young man is arrogant enough. You’re the first person to ever hit someone on your first visit to the Xie residence."
"Hitting someone? If Sister Qing hadn't stopped me, I wouldn't have minded killing him," Chen Feiyu said with a cold, arrogant laugh.
The old man’s eyes flashed, and he looked Chen Feiyu up and down. "Interesting, very interesting."
"Hello, Uncle Zhong." Han Muqing bowed slightly to the old man before leading Chen Feiyu inside.
Qi Weidong struggled to get up, looking at their retreating backs with bone-deep hatred. *You dead mongrel, I will kill you! And that stinking bitch Han Muqing, helping an outsider! If it weren't for the Young Master protecting you, I would have gang-raped you!*
The Xie family villa’s lobby was luxuriously decorated and filled with Ming and Qing dynasty antiques, showing that the owner was a person of both status and taste.
Many people were sitting or standing inside. Without exception, they were core figures of the Xie Family’s power. Any one of them stepping outside could make Mingji City tremble.
But at this moment, their expressions were grave, as if the sky were about to fall.
The reason was simple: the pillar of the Xie Family, Elder Xie Anxiang, had been diagnosed with late-stage brain cancer. Given that Xie Anxiang was nearly ninety years old, surgery was impossible.
This was effectively a death sentence.
Thinking of this, the current head of the Xie Family, Xie Yongguo, couldn't help but frown, his eyes filled with deep worry.
When Chen Feiyu and Han Muqing walked in, this was the scene they saw.
Chapter 14: The Xie Family Crisis!
Han Muqing was a world-class beauty; no matter where she went, she would attract attention.
Chen Feiyu was handsome and refined. Walking together, they looked like a pair of siblings, or perhaps a couple.
As soon as they entered, everyone in the living room looked at them.
Chen Feiyu scanned the room, and his eyes lit up.
Not far away sat a woman of unparalleled beauty, about twenty-one or twenty-two years old, with a high ponytail, a melon-seed face, and fair, rosy skin. Her eyes, in particular, were bright and moving, as if they could speak.
She was wearing a white business shirt and black slacks, looking elegant and capable.
She was another great beauty, in no way inferior to Han Muqing.
"That is the Xie Family princess, Xie Xingxuan. Don't look around too much, or you might be thrown out like a hoodlum," Han Muqing whispered.
Afterward, Han Muqing stepped forward and said to Xie Yongguo, "Head of the family, this is the doctor I mentioned earlier, Mr. Chen Feiyu."
Chen Feiyu nodded casually, which he considered a greeting.
Everyone in the Xie family, including Xie Yongguo, was taken aback, and then they all began to scoff.
"What? He’s so young, he doesn't even look twenty, yet he’s a doctor? Sister Qing, surely you’re mistaken?"
"Yeah, Sister Qing is usually so sharp and capable. How could she be so muddled this time? He doesn't look like he knows anything about medicine at all. How could he possibly cure the old man?"
Even the head of the Xie family, Xie Yongguo, frowned and said displeasedly, "Muqing, he is so young that even if he knows some medicine, it can only be superficial. You’ve been truly reckless this time."
His words were full of distrust for Chen Feiyu; he might as well have called him a fraud to his face.
Xie Xingxuan, Xie Yongguo’s beloved daughter and the princess of the Xie Family, was staring at Chen Feiyu with her bright, beautiful eyes, filled with curiosity.
Then, a trace of contempt flashed in her eyes. Han Muqing had misjudged this time; if a teenager under twenty could cure her grandfather’s brain cancer, all the doctors in the country might as well just kill themselves.
Han Muqing gave a bitter smile, regretting having brought Chen Feiyu along.
Amidst the mocking laughter of the Xie family, Chen Feiyu remained indifferent, calmly stating, "Do not judge a book by its cover, nor measure the sea with a bucket. You don't know me, so how can you know that I am a fraud?"
After a brief silence, the Xie family erupted into mockery.
"Whoa, this kid knows how to act arrogant! This is the first time I’ve seen someone come to our Xie residence to show off."
"Heh heh, daring to show off in our house, he must be a fool. No, wait, he’s definitely a fraud, here to scam us for money," a handsome young man sneered.
The surrounding crowd laughed loudly.
A flash of anger stirred in Chen Feiyu’s heart. His gaze hardened. His silver needles were already in hand; he flicked his finger, and in an instant, one was embedded in the man’s body.
Xie Zirui, the man who had called Chen Feiyu a "fraud," stopped laughing mid-chuckle. He suddenly fell to the ground, horrified. "I... why can't I move?"
The crowd was in an uproar, stepping forward to check on the situation.
Only Han Muqing looked at Chen Feiyu thoughtfully. She had seen Chen Feiyu use the same tactic on Brother Snake at the shopping mall.
Xie Yongguo stood up, startled, and was about to check on the situation when he saw Uncle Zhong walk in. He asked in surprise, "Uncle Zhong, why are you here?"
Uncle Zhong was the butler in name, but in reality, he was a comrade-in-arms and a sworn brother to Xie Anxiang, as well as the current guardian of the Xie Family. His status was incredibly transcendent.
Over the years, if it hadn't been for Uncle Zhong’s presence, both Elder Xie and he would have likely been assassinated long ago.
Therefore, even though Xie Yongguo was the head of the Xie Family, he held Uncle Zhong in great respect.