As Jiang Chen spoke, a faint fragrance drifted into his nose.
It was a seductive scent that pulled at his senses, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at her.
Han Yan, in high heels, bent forward to lift the blanket—her narrow waist and full hips creating a striking contrast. The silk nightgown clung tightly to her curvy figure, with two buttons over her chest straining to hold on.
She lifted the thin blanket covering her daughter, revealing the unconscious girl's pale face."Doctor Jiang, please take a good look," she said.
Jiang Chen rubbed his hands together, and a soft glow emerged from his palms.
With his X-ray vision activated, the dark congestion in the girl's chest cavity became visible to him. The black energy was creeping along the blood vessels toward the heart—give it another two days, and she'd be gone.
"She'll need acupuncture." Jiang Chen pulled out silver needles from his canvas bag.
As he inserted the needle into the Shanzhong acupoint, Han Yan leaned in beside him, her perfume-laced breath drifting down the back of his neck.
Jiang Chen stayed focused, calming his mind and maintaining steady hands. He swiftly followed up with needles at Tianxi, Rugen, and Guilai acupoints. Finally, he twisted a needle hard into Sanyinjiao.
The girl's eyelashes trembled.
A mouthful of dark blood spilled from her lips.
Ding! Emergency treatment complete. Host has earned 1000 points.
The notification from the Heavenly Doctor System rang out in his mind.
Perfect hit! These needles had done the job.
Just as Jiang Chen packed away his silver needles—Bang!The ward door was thrown open.
Five suited bodyguards surrounded a balding man with a jade-beaded bracelet jingling on his wrist. Without a word, the man tossed an envelope onto the bedside cabinet.
"You saved my daughter yesterday and worked hard again today. Take this little something—go buy yourself some cigarettes."
Han Yan's face turned ghostly pale. Her fingers dug into her palms from shame.
The envelope spilled open, revealing several stacks of red bills.
"Take it," the man with the glasses said. "It's a reward from the chairman."
Reward?
What an arrogant tone.
Jiang Chen stared at the money for a second—then let out a cold laugh.
Chairman Li Yuzhu of Tianfu Group, one of the wealthiest men in the provincial capital, thought a mere ten thousand yuan could buy off the man who saved his daughter's life?
"Chairman Li," Jiang Chen said, pushing the money back, "even street vendors are more generous than this."
He slung the canvas bag onto his shoulder."I've done what I could. From here on, I'm out. I can't afford to keep treating her."
The atmosphere instantly shifted.
Clearly, no one expected Jiang Chen to turn them down so quickly. After all, treating someone from the Li family should be a dream gig for any doctor—a stepping stone to higher places.
They thought he would gratefully accept the cash, groveling like a dog chasing scraps.
Instead, they got a brick wall.
The bodyguards stepped forward half a pace, blocking his exit.
Li Yuzhu raised a hand to stop them. He smirked with disdain."Not treating her anymore? Let me tell you something, kid—don't be ungrateful."
"Chairman Li," Jiang Chen replied, enunciating each word,"Whether I treat someone or not is my decision. Your daughter's illness—I'm done. What, are you going to force me to keep treating her?"
Li Yuzhu had no comeback.
Especially now that several hospital staff were already nearby. If this incident went public, it wouldn't look good for Tianfu Group.
Li Yuzhu's voice turned icy."Very well. The consultation fee has been paid. We're even now."
Jiang Chen said nothing more.
As he turned to leave, he noticed Han Yan's hand shaking where she clutched the bedsheet.
He knew that his departure had put her in a difficult, embarrassing spot.
He wanted to say something to comfort her.
But he didn't.
He simply walked out of the hospital room.