The two of them arrived at the top floor of the corporate tower. After Secretary Lin led him to the president's office, she skillfully closed the door and withdrew.
The moment Chen Xuan stepped into the spacious president's office, he was captivated by the exquisite beauty sitting on the sofa.
At this point, Shen Binglan had already taken off her suit jacket, leaving her in a neat and immaculate white shirt.
Her face was as pretty as a peach blossom, her brows like painted features, and her cold, starlike eyes held a hint of intellectual charm mingled with temptation. Reclining against the soft sofa, she cut an even more striking figure, highlighting her supple body and graceful curves.
This veiled allure was something no man could resist, and Chen Xuan was no exception.
Stirred by this sight, Chen Xuan suddenly felt a heat surge in his eyes, and his pupils flickered with fragments of a dreamy, wondrous pale gold.
In that instant, Chen Xuan felt the entire world transform. When he looked at Shen Binglan again using his X-ray Vision, he nearly sprayed a nosebleed.
Shen Binglan's figure was simply smoking hot!
Just as Chen Xuan was feasting his eyes with the help of his X-ray Divine Ability, a cold snort suddenly rang out.
Shen Binglan's stunning face was already covered with a layer of frost.
Chen Xuan withdrew his gaze in embarrassment; if he kept looking, it would be far too vulgar.
Yet, having activated his X-ray Vision for the very first time, he still could not suppress the excitement deep in his heart.
For this X-ray Vision was truly magical, capable of achieving many unexpected feats.
The moment Chen Xuan put away his X-ray Vision, he suddenly noticed a strange mass of cold Qi residing in Shen Binglan's lower abdomen.
Chen Xuan frowned, deep in thought.
"Sit," Shen Binglan spat out coldly.
When she had been subjected to Chen Xuan's uninhibited scrutiny just now, she had almost failed to keep herself from giving Chen Xuan a kick—it was a testament to her excellent self-control that she held back.
Even so, Chen Xuan had already been mentally labeled as a hooligan in Shen Binglan's heart.
Chen Xuan casually sat down on the sofa opposite Shen Binglan and asked, "President Shen, is there something you wanted to see me for?"
Once again in close proximity to the beautiful president, a faint, subtle fragrance drifted into his nostrils. Chen Xuan deeply inhaled it with great enjoyment, acting as though he hadn't noticed the growing chill on Shen Binglan's face.
Since he was quitting anyway, Chen Xuan didn't care what attitude Shen Binglan held toward him.
"If you keep looking at me like that, believe it or not, I'll kill you?" Shen Binglan's breath was like orchids, yet her gaze was full of murderous intent.
"Haha, why are you so worked up? Isn't looking at a beauty only natural?" Chen Xuan smiled, completely unperturbed by Shen Binglan's threat. "President Shen, whatever it is you want, just spit it out."
Shen Binglan let out a cold snort, but after a moment of internal debate, she refrained from erupting. In a commanding tone, she said, "Hold out your left hand."
"What for?" Chen Xuan asked curiously.
Still, he obediently extended his left hand. Since Shen Binglan couldn't really do anything to him anyway, he might as well see what she was up to.
To Chen Xuan's surprise, Shen Binglan made no violent moves. Instead, she stretched out her slender, jade-like fingers and gently rested them upon his palm.
The softness and delicacy transmitted from Shen Binglan's fingers caused Chen Xuan's breathing to slow for a beat. Was this woman trying to seduce him?
A few seconds later, Shen Binglan withdrew her fingers, her expression unreadable.
"Don't get any wrong ideas; I just feel like there's something abnormal about your body," Shen Binglan said unhurriedly. "Chen Xuan, I want you to go to the hospital affiliated with our group for a full physical examination."
Hearing Shen Binglan speak such strange words with a completely straight face, Chen Xuan was instantly torn between laughter and tears.
"President Shen, are you implying that there's something wrong with my body?"
"That's right."
Such an absurd conversation finally made Chen Xuan burst out laughing. Given who he was now, how could he possibly not know whether his own body had any ailments?
Seeing Shen Binglan's unquestionable demeanor, Chen Xuan found it even funnier. "President Shen, with all due respect, I'm healthy. You're the one with the problem."
"What did you say?" Shen Binglan's pretty eyebrows instantly arched in anger, the room's temperature seeming to plummet by several degrees.
Ever since she was a child, the phrase she hated hearing most was someone telling her she was sick.
Chen Xuan hurriedly waved his hand and explained, "Don't get the wrong idea, President Shen. I'm not insulting you; it's just that your body genuinely suffers from a strange cold affliction."
Upon hearing the words "cold affliction," Shen Binglan trembled all over, staring straight at Chen Xuan with an expression of disbelief.
In truth, Shen Binglan's body did indeed suffer from the cold affliction Chen Xuan mentioned, and it was congenital.
Because of this strange illness, whenever she came into contact with a male, she would experience a severe allergic reaction. When Shen Binglan was an infant, neither her grandfather nor her father had ever held her in their arms even once.
To cure Shen Binglan's bizarre cold affliction, the Shen family had spared no expense in manpower and wealth, inviting top-tier famous doctors from both domestic and international fronts; yet, not a single person had been able to cure her.
Afflicted with this cold illness, Shen Binglan had avoided contact and play with boys of her own age since childhood, gradually developing an icy, freezing personality.
Chen Xuan was the first male whom Shen Binglan had physical contact with without repelling. When she bumped into Chen Xuan at the elevator entrance earlier, the thought had sprouted in her mind to study Chen Xuan's body in order to find a solution to her bizarre illness, which was why she wanted to send him for a checkup at the group's hospital.
She simply hadn't expected Chen Xuan to blurt out the exact nature of her strange illness.
"How do you know I suffer from a cold affliction?" After recovering from her shock, Shen Binglan asked bluntly.
She had heard others gossip about her strange illness before, but very few knew its specific nature—only a few members within her family knew the details.
Chen Xuan said indifferently, "I've studied a bit of medicine, so I can tell."
Shen Binglan felt this fellow was being evasive and dishonest. Could a strange illness that countless renowned physicians had never even witnessed be diagnosed by him at a single glance?
"President Shen, you don't seem to believe what I'm saying." Seeing Shen Binglan's skeptical expression, Chen Xuan grinned. "Actually, I also know that your cold affliction is congenital. Moreover, because of this strange illness, your menstrual cycle differs from that of ordinary women. While other people have several days a month, you only have one day a month."
"You..." Suddenly having the deepest secret hidden in her heart spoken aloud, no matter how good Shen Binglan's self-control was, she blushed fiery red in an instant.
This time, she finally believed that Chen Xuan hadn't just guessed randomly, but truly possessed genuine, solid skills.
Struggling to put away her sense of shame, Shen Binglan put her stern face back on and asked, "Chen Xuan, where did you learn your medical skills? With your level of ability, how could you end up working as an intern here at the Shen Group?"
At this moment, she harbored intense curiosity toward Chen Xuan.
"Hehe, where I learned my medical skills isn't important." Chen Xuan looked into Shen Binglan's eyes with a smile. "Don't you want to know, President Shen, whether your cold affliction can be cured?"
"You have a way?" Shen Binglan blurted out, her eager tone tinged with a sliver of anticipation.
Given the Shen family's strength, they hadn't been able to cure her cold affliction all these years, leading Shen Binglan to nearly give up hope.
Yet Chen Xuan was able to diagnose her condition at a single glance, knowing even the most specific symptoms, which ignited a spark of hope in her heart.
"Of course." Chen Xuan gave an affirmative answer.
Through the probing of his X-ray Vision just now, he had already identified the specific type of difficult and complicated malady that made up Shen Binglan's strange cold affliction.
According to the knowledge recorded in the Evil Doctor's inheritance, this strange illness was caused by being located at the source of an extremely Yin subterranean vein at birth, causing cold Qi to invade the body.
This condition was extremely unique, perhaps not appearing once in several centuries, and only the exclusive medical arts of the Evil Doctor could completely eradicate it.
Hearing that Chen Xuan had a way to treat her cold affliction, Shen Binglan couldn't help feeling a surge of inner excitement. Her eyes flashed with brilliant colors as she immediately spoke, "As long as you can cure my illness, I'll give you one million!"
"One million?" Chen Xuan thought he had misheard.
"Is one million not enough? Then two million." Shen Binglan misunderstood Chen Xuan's reaction, thinking he felt one million was too little.
Chen Xuan had grown up in a poor family; it was impossible for him not to be tempted by so much money, but he felt some things were best clarified beforehand.
"President Shen, your cold affliction has been deeply rooted since birth; it can't be cured all at once. I've estimated that it will take about a year for me to help you recover completely," Chen Xuan said with a serious expression.
"A year..." Shen Binglan pondered for a moment before quickly coming up with an idea: "Chen Xuan, I'll sign a contract with you. Within a year, I'll pay you your medical fees in installments according to the treatment progress, totaling two million, until you are fully healed."
Having received a business education since childhood, Shen Binglan immediately thought of the contractual approach.
Without needing to think further, Chen Xuan nodded in agreement.
That was two million! In the past, he could only dream of making that much money.
Now, thanks to acquiring the Evil Doctor's inheritance, he suddenly had the opportunity to earn two million. Could his luck really be turning around?
"When can we start the treatment?" Shen Binglan asked.
In truth, she still felt uneasy in her heart; after all, Chen Xuan was far too young and didn't fit the image of a miraculous divine doctor in her imagination at all.
"Right now." Chen Xuan was already growing impatient to get his hands on that little money.
Shen Binglan stood up from the sofa. "Then let's go downstairs right now. I'll drive you to the hospital my family owns."
"There's no need to go to the hospital." Chen Xuan smiled.
Shen Binglan was startled. "No hospital? Are we treating it here, then?"