29: Whether his intentions are pure or not is unknown, but his medical skills are definitely pure!

Bing Lan was secretly delighted. She hadn't expected The Foolish Old Man to actually agree!

The Bodyguard standing beside him was completely dumbfounded.

He had followed The Foolish Old Man for over a decade and had personally witnessed countless wealthy magnates, powerful officials, and celebrities begging for help, offering mountains of gold and silver, yet the old Master wouldn't even bother to lift an eyelid.

But this young man, with just a few words, actually... succeeded?

Ye Chen, however, wasted no time. He walked straight up to The Foolish Old Man and instructed the Bodyguard, "Bring an alcohol lamp."

The Bodyguard was stunned.

"An alcohol lamp?"

"What do you need that for?"

"I need Moxibustion Therapy," Ye Chen explained lightly.

The Foolish Old Man glanced at the Bodyguard. "Go get it."

"Yes, sir!"

The Bodyguard didn't dare ask any more questions. He quickly retrieved the alcohol lamp and placed it on the stone table.

Ye Chen lit the alcohol lamp, took out his Acupuncture Kit from his pocket, and placed several Silver Needles over the flame to sterilize them. The tips gradually glowed with an eerie blue light.

"Master, please relax."

Before his words finished, he flicked his wrist, and several streaks of cold light accurately pierced vital acupoints on The Foolish Old Man's head, such as Baihui and Fengchi... followed immediately by several more needles targeting the joints of his limbs and Major Heart Meridian Points.

"Ugh!"

The Foolish Old Man let out a muffled groan, feeling a warm current pour in from the top of his head, like a spring breeze nourishing the earth. The previously dull ache inside his skull instantly cleared.

The next moment, the soreness, swelling, and fatigue accumulated in his limbs and body over many years dissipated like an ebbing tide. Before he could savor the feeling further, Ye Chen flicked his fingers repeatedly, collecting the Silver Needles back into his hand.

The Foolish Old Man, shocked, moved his neck and clenched his fists, feeling a long-lost sense of ease. A sharp light flashed in his eyes. "This... it's done already?"

Ye Chen put the needles away and nodded slightly.

"There are no major issues now!"

"Later, I will prescribe a formula for Strengthening the Foundation and Cultivating the Essence. If you take it for seven consecutive days, the root cause will be eradicated."

"Of course, if you don't believe me, why don't you try carving now? You'll know if it's true once you feel it."

The Foolish Old Man stroked his beard and accepted the offer without hesitation. "Good!"

Ye Chen's lips curled into a slight smile, and he winked at Bing Lan standing nearby.

Bing Lan suddenly snapped back to attention. "I... I'll go get the material!"

As she spoke, she turned to leave, her flustered appearance completely lacking her usual cool composure. Ye Chen couldn't help but smile wryly and quickly stopped her.

"Miss Bing, let me go."

"I am the Driver. It's natural that I should handle this kind of errand."

His words, however, made the Bodyguard standing next to him secretly gasp in astonishment.

Damn!

That kid is actually just a Driver?

But he's so incredible!

Ye Chen quickly returned to the car, retrieved the Special Safe containing the imperial green, and handed it to the Bodyguard.

The Foolish Old Man glanced at the box and said calmly, "Come back to pick it up at this time tomorrow."

"Understood!"

"Then we won't disturb you any further!"

Ye Chen and Bing Lan bid farewell and left the Estate.

Back in the car, Bing Lan fastened her seatbelt, turned her head to look at Ye Chen, her expression complex, wanting to speak but hesitating several times.

After a moment, she sighed softly. "Ye Chen, today... we owe you again."

This man always seemed capable of creating incredible turning points whenever she needed them.

Now, as long as The Foolish Old Man verified the material, securing this Top Consultant would be a done deal.

For Shuyue Group's Luxury Goods Line, this was undoubtedly a huge opportunity!

Ye Chen smiled slightly.

"Miss Bing, you exaggerate."

"I am currently an employee of Shuyue Group. Helping you solve a problem is helping The Group clear obstacles."

"Ultimately..."

"It's also for my own Performance Metrics, isn't it?"

Bing Lan was startled, then laughed and shook her head. "Smooth talker... then work hard, Driver Ye, Consultant. I'll consider your year-end bonus."

"Thank you, Boss! May the Boss strike it rich!"

Ye Chen drove the car into the flow of traffic, and silence fell inside the vehicle.

He glanced at Bing Lan through the rearview mirror and asked casually.

"Miss Bing, I actually admire you quite a bit."

"To hold up such a large sky all by yourself, you lack neither capability nor courage."

"Your father... must also be a very capable man, right? Like father, like daughter."

Mm.

He was seizing the opportunity to probe for information.

Bing Lan's expression was calm.

"I don't have a father."

Ye Chen was taken aback. "Divorced?"

"No," Bing Lan shook her head.

Ye Chen realized, and apologized, "I'm sorry. My condolences."

"He didn't die." Bing Lan looked at the streetscape outside the window, her eyes vacant. "He disappeared."

Ye Chen: "..."

My mouth really knows how to bring up exactly what shouldn't be mentioned!

I actually cursed her father to be dead!

But then he thought... just disappeared?

This doesn't match what Yi Zhengtian said about him sacrificing himself!

Could it be that Bing Lan is not the daughter of Uncle Yi's colleague?

Did I find the wrong person?

Before Ye Chen could ask further, Bing Lan fell into a memory and continued.

"When my mother was critically ill, he vanished."

"My mother couldn't even close her eyes in the end..."

"He didn't even come to see her one last time."

"I hate him."

Ye Chen was speechless. After a long while, he managed to squeeze out another phrase: "My... my condolences."

Bing Lan didn't respond, but instead looked at him suspiciously. "Why did you suddenly ask about this?"

Ye Chen had already prepared his excuse.

"Nothing much. I just thought that for you to be so successful, you must have had strong support and guidance from your parents."

"But compared to you..."

"I suddenly feel like my little bit of misfortune is nothing."

"At least my parents are both here, even though on the day I graduated from college, my dad never told me..."

"'Son, our family is actually Second-Generation Rich. We were afraid you'd get carried away before, but now that you've graduated, it's time to come back and inherit the family business.'"

"But I still feel very happy now."

Pfft—

Bing Lan couldn't help but burst out laughing, the gloom between her eyebrows slightly diluted by the joke.

She gave Ye Chen a playful glare. "You... you never say anything serious!"

After laughing, she spoke softly again.

"Actually, the reason I've always worked so hard, initially... was to become good enough, famous enough, so maybe..."

"He would see it and come back for me."

"But after all these years, he still hasn't appeared."

"Now I've come to terms with it. Whether I find him or not, I'll leave it to fate!"

"I work hard so that I can live a better, more comfortable life myself!"

Really disappeared?

Ye Chen's mind was racing. He suddenly grasped a possibility... disappearance could also mean death!

He didn't rush to ask further, just nodded. "Thinking like that is good."

Bing Lan seemed to recall something. Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked at Ye Chen with scrutiny.

"I suddenly thought of a question."

"Please tell me, Miss Bing." Ye Chen looked straight ahead.

"When you were treating Master The Foolish Old Man just now, you applied the needles to his head and body, and he seemed..."

"He didn't need to take off his clothes?"

"But I remember when you treated my Corpse-Faint Syndrome, the acupuncture points seemed to be on... my chest?"

"And you explicitly asked me to pull the bath towel down a little?"

Ye Chen: "..."

Oh dear!

Serves me right for having a loose tongue and asking too much—now I'm being Called Out on Old Scores!

Sure enough, a woman's focus is always so unique!

He forced himself to remain calm, his brain working rapidly.

"Miss Bing, you're wronging me here."

"Traditional Chinese Medicine emphasizes Treating the Illness Based on the Patient's Pattern, meaning One Patient, One Prescription."

"Master The Foolish Old Man's ailment originated from blocked Cerebral Channels and Stagnant Qi and Blood throughout his body. The needling technique naturally focused on Clearing the Orifices and Activating the Channels, so clothes were not an obstruction."

"As for your Corpse-Faint Syndrome at the time, the toxins were congested around the heart meridian. Acupoints like Tanzhong and Zigong are all located in... well, the chest area."

"If the acupoints aren't exposed, how can I precisely Guide the Qi Back to Its Origin?"

He paused, then continued to elaborate.

"Furthermore, Miss Bing is a Peerless Beauty. If I had you keep your clothes on for acupuncture, just like Master The Foolish Old Man, and the needle effect was skewed, wouldn't that be a major dereliction of my duty?"

"After all, when facing a beauty like you, any man... oh no, any doctor, would strive for absolute certainty to ensure the treatment plan is executed perfectly."

"Everything was for the sake of the therapeutic effect, absolute Professional Ethics!"

Bing Lan hadn't expected Ye Chen to deliver such blatant flattery so self-righteously, all while subtly promoting his professionalism... For a moment.

Her cheeks felt warm, and she gently scoffed, "Nonsense! I think your intentions are simply... impure!"

After saying that.

She turned her head to look out the window again, leaving Ye Chen with a view of her slightly flushed profile and elegant neck line... but the slight upward curve of her lips betrayed her true feelings.

She wasn't angry!

Ye Chen rubbed his nose and muttered under his breath, "I don't know if my intentions are pure, but my medical skills definitely are..."

Bing Lan: "..."

Soon, the car stopped downstairs at Shuyue Group.

Just as Bing Lan was about to get out, she suddenly frowned slightly, pressing her fingertips against her Temples and rubbing them.

"Ye Chen, I've been having a dull headache lately. I might not have been resting well."

"If you're free tonight, after dropping me off, could you give me a Head Massage?"

Lately, she had been swamped trying to expand the Luxury Goods Line; three hours of sleep a day was considered a lot... Ye Chen's heart stirred, and he nodded. "Yes, Miss Bing."

"Mm."

Bing Lan got out of the car and left.

Watching her retreating figure, Ye Chen mused inwardly.

The invitation for a Head Massage was a godsend... Bing Lan inviting him meant she already had a certain level of trust in him.

Tonight, perhaps he could see that Photo Frame and find the answer... Is she really that Bing Lan?