"Let's begin then." Lin Yao felt he didn't have enough time and didn't want to waste it, especially on a patient like this.
Li Hao, sitting upright on the sofa in the reception room, cleared his throat. "Hello, contact person. I still don't know your name, so I'll just call you by that. Things have changed a little, and I hope you can accept that."
Lin Yao remained silent, intently watching Li Hao. He listened carefully to what was to come, not wanting to interrupt, as that would put him in a passive position.
“Hmm,” Li Hao paused for a moment, and seeing that the other party remained unmoved, he couldn’t help but admire the other party’s composure and experience. “My client thinks that Angel Teacher should first announce the treatment plan and provide similar successful cases so that we can comprehensively consider whether this treatment is risky, and at the same time judge whether the efficacy and cost are worthwhile. After all, this is a two million commission. If we add the personal income tax paid on behalf of the client, it will reach more than three million four hundred and forty-eight thousand yuan, which is not a small amount.”
Lin Yao immediately understood the other party's intention. He turned to look at Liu Congsheng, who was sitting on the side listening. He figured that this request was probably made by the patient so that he could secretly learn a unique skill.
After a moment of contemplation, Lin Yao raised his head and stared into Li Hao's eyes. "We've already discussed these matters beforehand, and we've explained that we'll be using pure traditional Chinese medicine, combining acupuncture and herbal medicine. As everyone knows, many important formulas and treatments are ancestral secrets, and your request is clearly contrary to tradition. Furthermore, our relationship is purely one of treatment and being treated; don't use bargaining tactics like in a business transaction. That's not appropriate."
"I'm going to spend over three million yuan and make sure I understand exactly what I'm paying for. Your demands are too unreasonable. You're asking for money after only three days of treatment. Isn't that going too far? How am I supposed to know if it'll work? Either wait until the disease is completely cured before you collect the money, or forget it!" Wan Yong's voice was as loud as a bronze bell. Judging from his voice and demeanor, it was hard to imagine that he was a patient with severe erectile dysfunction.
Lin Yao was furious. No wonder he had a bad feeling as soon as he arrived. It turned out that apart from lawyer Li Hao, the others were completely unrelated. "Everyone here is someone of status. None of you are anyone's father. Don't take advantage of others!"
"Attorney Li, I will definitely pass on the conditions you proposed to Teacher Angel as soon as possible. I will contact you immediately when I have a result. That's all for today. Chengdu is a beautiful city. You can explore and see more of it. I'll head back now." Lin Yao stood up, nodded slightly to Liu Congsheng, and walked towards the door.
“Contact person, why are you being so mysterious? You won’t even let us know your name, but we’ve told you our full names. Also, someone from the Shenyang Military Region is looking for you. They said they found my number using the phone number you used a few days ago. I haven’t had a chance to tell them yet. Let’s think this over carefully.” A sinister voice rang out, and Lin Yao immediately stopped in his tracks.
The speaker was Liu Congsheng. He had received a call from the dean yesterday afternoon, asking him to find out the identity of the owner of a mobile phone number. It turned out that the number was used by Lin Yao a few days ago. At that time, he was careful and did not reveal Lin Yao's identity. Instead, he subtly inquired from the dean that the other party was from the Shenyang Military Region and had a very important background.
Accustomed to maximizing profits from everything, Liu Congsheng immediately made a decision: to help the angel conceal his identity. He used the excuse that someone had dialed the wrong number to appease the dean, while he secretly plotted how much he could gain. In his mind, someone who dared to ask for a consultation fee of over a million must possess unparalleled medical skills, and the other party's consistent concealment of his identity could be used to his advantage. By exploiting this, he could threaten this miracle doctor and extract even more benefits from him in the future.
Liu Congsheng's professional skills were also quite good, but he was always driven by profit. This time, when he introduced Wan Yong to Chengdu for treatment, he used the excuse that Angel Teacher had entrusted him to purchase 520,000 yuan worth of precious medicinal herbs to get benefits from Wan Yong. Having tasted the sweetness of success, he certainly wouldn't give up this money tree that could bring him a continuous stream of profits. He decided to keep Angel Teacher firmly under his control.
At this moment, the angel's liaison was about to leave. Liu Congsheng, who was good at scheming, could of course judge Lin Yao's decision from his tone. He figured that Lin Yao, as the only liaison, would not say anything good to the angel. Wouldn't he be able to threaten the angel in the future?
Since no confidentiality agreement had been signed and Angel's ID card hadn't been seen, he was naturally worried about missing this huge opportunity. He was anxious and tried to use this threat to keep Lin Yao in check and steer things in a positive direction. Once Lin Yao knew Angel's identity, everything would be easier. Moreover, since high-ranking officials from the Shenyang Military Region were inquiring about the contact's phone number and identity, the contact must have committed some offense against the military. He wasn't worried about Lin Yao refusing. Seeing Lin Yao stop, he felt even more smug.
Lin Yao's mind was in turmoil. He had only used that phone for a day or two and had only given it to the four doctors he had booked appointments with. The call log only contained the numbers of those four doctors and lawyer Li Hao. How could someone have gone to Liu Congsheng to investigate him just because he changed his number the night before last?
His mind raced like a rapidly spinning computer. Suddenly, he remembered giving Xia Yuwen a blank business card, and that she had contacted him. Could it be that Xia Yuwen's family held such immense power that they had even extended their reach into the Shenyang Military Region? Regarding Xia Yuwen's maternal grandfather, Duan Hanyuan's, illness, Lin Yao didn't think there would be any unexpected complications. He had already conducted a thorough examination, and as long as the routine conservative treatment at West China Hospital proceeded without incident, there shouldn't be any problems.
"They must have other patients who want me to treat them, which is why they're so eager to find me," Lin Yao immediately concluded, leading him to the truth.
These powerful people are such a nuisance. They have no integrity whatsoever. I told them long ago that I didn't want anything to do with them anymore, yet they still tried to spy on my identity in this way. If they really stick to me, I guess I won't have a good life from now on, unless my parents close down the factory and the whole family disappears from Chengdu.
It was all his fault for being too soft-hearted. A pitying look from his mother made him impulsively hand over his business card, which led him into getting into trouble with those people. Fortunately, he always used a dual-SIM phone, and the SIM card for his "Angel" identity was anonymous, Lin Yao secretly rejoiced. Actually, the reason Lin Yao gave over his business card under Lin Hongmei's gaze was ultimately because he couldn't bear to refuse any of his mother's requests. He had owed his parents so much since childhood, which led to what happened later.
Lin Yao had a lot on his mind, but it only took him a short while. He paused at the door and immediately turned around to walk towards Liu Congsheng.
Lin Yao patted Liu Congsheng on the shoulder and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Don't threaten me, or you won't be able to bear the consequences. I've put the antidote next to the cigarette extinguisher in the corner of the stairwell. Go and get it secretly in a bit, but don't let Attorney Li or the patient know. Watch your mouth, or you might not have a chance to regret it later."
After saying that, he ignored the people in the room and quickly left the luxury suite.
Liu Congsheng was smugly waiting for Lin Yao to flatter him so he could proceed with his next plan, but he unexpectedly overheard some inexplicable words. Just as he was about to give Wan Yong his assurances, he suddenly felt a pang of heart palpitation. His left arm, which Lin Yao had lightly patted, completely lost control, and an increasingly intense pain emanated from his very bones.
Could this be the reason why the contact mentioned the antidote? Was he poisoned? Liu Congsheng immediately felt like his soul was leaving his body. No matter how much he pinched and squeezed his left arm, he couldn't feel anything, not even touch. His left arm was paralyzed!
The paralysis was spreading to the left side of his body, and he immediately understood what Lin Yao had whispered to him before leaving. This was a master of poison who could kill him invisibly, and was definitely not the shy, harmless person he appeared to be.
"I'll go discuss it." Liu Congsheng, true to his cunning and ruthless nature, immediately made a decision: he absolutely could not have any further dealings with Teacher Angel. His own life was at stake. The other party might be a mysterious organization with enormous power. His previous thought of searching for someone in the Shenyang Military Region might also be for this reason. The other party's strength might have reached the point of being able to rival the military region.
Thinking of this, Liu Congsheng broke out in a cold sweat and quickly left the room. He didn't care about Wan Yong's matter anymore; at worst, he would return the 520,000 yuan. As for future treatment, he didn't care if Wan Yong died; he couldn't afford to get involved with Lin Yao, that scoundrel, again. Seeing a small porcelain bottle on the ground next to the ceramic cigarette extinguisher, he felt a glimmer of hope. He rushed over, grabbed the bottle, opened the lid, and poured the pills inside into his mouth.
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Chapter Forty-Five: Regret (Happy Weekend!)
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Xia Yuwen has been feeling very unwell these past two days. The mysterious doctor, whose name she didn't know, seemed to have vanished from the world like a wisp of smoke.
We've searched all the hospitals in Chengdu, but there isn't a single doctor there. Most doctors of that age are interns, and the proportion of licensed doctors is pitifully small, even including Western medicine doctors.
To ensure accuracy, the hospital provided the photos of all the doctors, which were then collected and personally examined one by one by Xia Yuwen. Only she and her uncle, Duan Qing, had actually seen the "miracle doctor," and since her uncle was very busy, only she was available to examine them. The photos in the surveillance footage, due to their angle and clarity, might be missed by others during their examinations, as everyone captured on video is inevitably somewhat distorted.
The examination results left Xia Yuwen feeling very frustrated. Not only did she not resemble Lin Yao, but there wasn't even a close match. These days, young doctors don't pay much attention to their health and appearance; they're either obese or thin, lacking any distinguishing presence. They don't seem like people with profound medical skills at all. No wonder doctors have to go through a long period before being assigned to independent positions; it seems they need to cultivate a doctor's demeanor.
"That doctor is so handsome! He's skilled and has such a great presence. His deep, confident eyes are practically movie star material." Xia Yuwen thought dreamily, her mind filled with the image of Lin Yao treating her grandfather in front of Wangjianglou Park. Afterward, she felt annoyed. She hadn't been treated well. Didn't he think she was adorable? Everyone had always praised her for being cute since she was little.
The results from the household registration department also came in. One sentence from her uncle had sent them into a frenzy, working overtime to check the photos in the database. The final report stated that this person wasn't from Chengdu, and wasn't even listed in the household registration records of the surrounding areas. Xia Yuwen somewhat believed them, because in her memory, the doctor and the woman spoke Mandarin clearly and without any Sichuan accent. She was already very sensitive to Sichuan accents; the doctor was definitely not from Sichuan! She drew her conclusion again.
That woman must be her elder, right? Xia Yuwen's thoughts began to wander again. She vaguely remembered that the beautiful woman called the divine doctor "Yao'er," a term she understood—meaning the youngest son. But the divine doctor couldn't possibly be that woman's son, much less her youngest. How old was that woman? She couldn't possibly have given birth to such an old son. Could this be a playful nickname they used for each other?
Thinking about this, Xia Yuwen felt a surge of irritation.
The father asked a friend to check the phone records of several people listed under the "miracle doctor." They found the people, but all five were uncooperative, claiming it was a wrong number. Are they kidding me? Is there really such a long call duration for a wrong number?
There was really no way to deal with these people, because they were mostly experts and professors from major hospitals across the country. Only one of them was a lawyer, who was already very influential. We couldn't use force against them; we could only try to reason with them. But those people were completely unyielding and refused to reveal any information, which made my father feel very passive.
The only information I got was from the wife of one of the senior experts, who said he had come to Chengdu to visit someone. The expert's wife was also a well-known doctor, so that was the only bit of information I had. But even she didn't know exactly what her husband was going there for; the secrecy was almost on par with the State Secrecy Bureau.
"It's all my uncle's fault. He must have offended someone back then," Xia Yuwen thought bitterly, and couldn't help but pick up the phone again to scold her uncle, Duan Qing. Xia Yuwen regretted it deeply. Her mother could have gone to the airport to pick him up by herself, but she insisted on going with him, which resulted in offending the miracle doctor. Her grandfather's life might have been in danger because of her momentary lapse in judgment.
At the same time, a similar scene was unfolding at the Sheraton Hotel. After Liu Congsheng told him that the last thing the contact person had said in his ear was to terminate all contact between the two parties, Wan Yong began to panic and regretted his previous attitude.
Wan Yong, a former soldier, retired from the army ten years ago due to injury. With the help of many former superiors and comrades, he started a real estate business, initially contracting small projects to build military barracks. As he made money, he expanded his business, catching the wave of the skyrocketing real estate market in recent years, and his net worth soared accordingly. The result of this rapid rise was twofold: he became wealthy, and he completely abandoned the simple, honest, and humble style he had cultivated in the military.
Wan Yong, who came from an ordinary family, was, as Lin Yao described him, a complete nouveau riche. As his wealth increased, his personality and temper worsened, and he became more and more arrogant. His experience of being successful and helpless in all aspects of life in the local area made him increasingly conceited, with the idea that the Jade Emperor in heaven was the greatest and I was the greatest on earth. His life could be described as perfect and fulfilling.
No, that's wrong. Except for one thing that's not perfect, everything else is fine.
The imperfection is that Wan Yong is now a genuine case of severe erectile dysfunction (ED). He was discharged from the army due to an injury, one of which was to his kidneys. Initially, he was fully focused on making money, so the injury didn't have much of an impact, since running a company didn't require much physical exertion.
As time went on and he earned more and more money, he proved the saying true: "Men with money become bad." This saying is especially effective for nouveau riche; it's practically become a truism.
After becoming wealthy, he spent hundreds of thousands of dollars to abandon his long-suffering wife and began indulging in affairs with young and beautiful women. His kidney damage, which had initially only slightly affected his male function, worsened. After only six months of this carefree lifestyle, he was reliant on various medications. He tried every aphrodisiac and kidney tonic imaginable, as well as folk remedies and the latest international treatments, but nothing worked. Six months later, he completely lost his male function, becoming a severe erectile dysfunction patient, which finally made him truly anxious.