You went on a blind date and presented an A-level wanted criminal as a meeting gift?

Two injections?

Three minutes to stop a headache?

Lin Chen's casual words instantly made the atmosphere in the ward strange.

Su Jianjun frowned, his eyes filled with caution and suspicion.

Jiang Wan was completely stunned.

Looking into Lin Chen's confident eyes, she was momentarily at a loss for how to react.

The chronic illness that had plagued her for nearly ten years was beyond the help of even a doctor from Harvard Medical School, who could only manage it with painkillers.

Now, a police auxiliary officer says he can cure it in three minutes?

This sounds like a complete fantasy.

"puff--"

A barely suppressed sneer shattered the momentary tranquility.

Zhao Wenjie felt as if he had heard the funniest joke of the century. He held his forehead and laughed so hard that his shoulders were shaking.

He straightened up again, pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, and his once refined face was now filled with undisguised contempt and arrogance.

"Mr. Lin, I admit that you may know some tricks of the trade, like reading people's expressions and deceiving others, and you might be able to guess some symptoms correctly."

"But medicine is a rigorous science!"

"Especially for tension headaches, the pathology is extremely complex. Do you think it's like a street performer who can be cured with a couple of acupuncture needles?"

He turned to look at Jiang Wan, his tone filled with the superiority complex of a "professional".

"Auntie, please don't believe in this pseudoscience!"

"The distribution of acupoints and nerves in the human body is extremely precise. Randomly inserting needles will not only fail to cure the disease, but may also cause nerve damage or even facial paralysis!"

Su Qingge looked at Lin Chen nervously, her palms sweating.

She believed Lin Chen was a skilled fighter and also had amazing observational abilities, but healing... that was a completely different field!

If he fails, not only will he completely lose his parents' favor, but he will also confirm the stigma of being a "con artist" as Zhao Wenjie described him.

However, Lin Chen didn't even bother to give Zhao Wenjie a glance.

He simply looked at Jiang Wan quietly, his gaze gentle yet firm.

"Auntie, please trust me this once."

"If you're afraid, I'll use my hand instead of needles to press the acupoints for you; the effect will be the same."

These two simple sentences conveyed unparalleled confidence.

Looking into Lin Chen's clear and honest eyes, and then at Zhao Wenjie beside him with a mocking expression, Jiang Wan felt a strange stirring in her heart.

Over the years, she had been tormented by this headache to the point of exhaustion, and had long since given up hope.

"good!"

She took a deep breath and made her decision.

"I'll trust you this once!"

Lin Chen smiled slightly.

He gestured for Jiang Wan to sit down on the chair by the bed and relax.

Close your eyes and don't think about anything.

Then, he joined his index and middle fingers together, and his entire demeanor suddenly changed.

[Divine-level Mastery of Traditional Chinese Medicine], in operation!

In his field of vision, the view above Jiang Wan's head instantly changed.

It is no longer flesh and skin, but a complex network of countless fine rays of light—the meridians of the human body.

He could clearly "see" that several meridians near the temples and Fengchi acupoints were dark in color and the flow of energy was extremely sluggish, forming a stubborn knot of qi.

This is the root of the problem.

The next second, Lin Chen moved.

His fingers moved with lightning speed, yet with the gentleness of a feather, precisely striking Jiang Wan's right temple.

It didn't use brute force, but rather a peculiar, slightly spiraling force that slowly penetrated.

Zhao Wenjie's pupils suddenly contracted!

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

Although he majored in Western medicine, he had a thorough understanding of human anatomy.

Lin Chen's finger strike was perfectly precise, hitting the very spot where the superficial temporal artery and the zygomatic branch of the facial nerve intersect!

This level of precision is even more terrifying than when he uses a scalpel!

Immediately afterwards, Lin Chen's fingers moved swiftly, striking the Fengchi acupoint behind her ear, and finally, the Baihui acupoint on the top of her head.

The three fingers fall down, forming a stable triangle.

A warm current flowed continuously from Lin Chen's fingertips.

That's not an illusion.

Instead, it is the purest Qi and blood energy guided by the [God-level Mastery of Traditional Chinese Medicine] that is unblocking those obstructed meridians in a mysterious way.

Jiang Wan, whose eyes were closed, suddenly trembled.

She felt three warm currents, like three streams, rushing into her perpetually frozen and painful "frozen soil".

My nerves, which had been taut for seven or eight years, relaxed incredibly quickly under that warm wash.

That feeling...

It was like soaking in a top-notch hot spring in the middle of nowhere, every pore on her body opened up, and she felt so comfortable that she almost groaned out loud.

The stubborn, stabbing pain that had been lodged in her mind like a bone-deep abscess was rapidly dissolving and disintegrating.

One minute.

Two minutes.

In the ward, you could hear a pin drop.

Su Jianjun and Su Qingge held their breath, staring intently.

The mocking smile on Zhao Wenjie's face had already frozen.

Instead, there was an ever-growing sense of horror and disbelief.

Because he saw that Jiang Wanna's brows, which had been furrowed due to long-term pain, had completely relaxed, and a peaceful and content blush had even appeared on her face.

How...how is this possible?!

The placebo effect?

Do not!

It's absolutely impossible to reach that level!

Zhao Wenjie's mind was screaming wildly.

Three minutes have passed.

Lin Chen slowly withdrew his finger and took a step back, as if he had only done a trivial thing.

"alright."

His voice was flat.

Jiang Wan's long eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly opened her eyes.

In that instant, the world in her eyes became clearer than ever before!

The foggy, gloomy feeling that had plagued her for years was swept away.

She subconsciously touched her right temple and gently turned her neck.

There was no pain.

Not a single bit!

The feeling of relief and clarity that followed made her tremble with excitement.

"My head... my head doesn't hurt anymore!"

Jiang Wan suddenly stood up, her voice filled with uncontrollable ecstasy and trembling.

"It really doesn't hurt anymore!"

"It doesn't hurt at all anymore!"

She excitedly grasped Lin Chen's hand, and tears welled up instantly in her well-maintained eyes.

"Amazing... Xiao Chen, your medical skills are truly amazing!"

The entire ward fell into complete silence because of her heartfelt exclamation.

Su Jianjun was dumbfounded.

Su Qingge covered her mouth with her hand, her beautiful eyes sparkling with admiration.

At that moment, the color drained completely from Zhao Wenjie's face, who was standing to the side.

"No...impossible!"

Zhao Wenjie cried out, his refined face contorted with extreme shock.

"That's absolutely impossible!"

He rushed out the door, grabbed a portable pupil pen and stethoscope from the emergency cart at the nurses' station, and then staggered back, completely losing his composure.

"Auntie, please don't move, let me check you out!"

Zhao Wenjie took out a portable pupil pen and shone it into Jiang Wan's eyes.

The pupils reflect light normally, and are even more sensitive than usual.

He then took out his stethoscope and listened to the heart rate.

Steady, powerful, and rhythmic.

"What about your blood pressure? Are you feeling dizzy? Do you feel nauseous or want to vomit?"

Like a madman, Zhao Wenjie kept asking questions, trying to find even the slightest sign of "side effects" in Jiang Wan to prove that Lin Chen had only used some dangerous trickery.

Jiang Wan was taken aback by his outburst, and then withdrew her hand somewhat displeased.

"Wenjie, what are you doing?"

"I feel great, better than ever before!"

"I feel refreshed and everything looks brighter now!"

Her words struck Zhao Wenjie's heart like the heaviest hammer blow.

It’s over.

All professional knowledge and medical theories seem so pale and powerless in the face of this "miracle".

Everything he was so proud of was shattered in just three minutes by a police auxiliary officer he looked down on.

Lin Chen leaned back on the headboard leisurely, not even bothering to look at the devastated Harvard PhD, and spoke slowly.

Some people are like frogs at the bottom of a well, thinking that the sky is only as big as the opening of the well.

"If your medical skills are inadequate and you can't cure diseases, instead of reflecting on your own lack of expertise, you blame medicine itself as pseudoscience."

"How ridiculous."

These few words, spoken softly, were piercingly incisive!

"Pfft—!"

Su Qingge, who had been holding back all along, finally couldn't take it anymore.

She covered her mouth and laughed out loud.

That crisp laughter sounded particularly jarring.

This laughter became the final straw that broke the camel's back.

Zhao Wenjie's face suddenly flushed red with blood, turning from deathly pale to a deep liver color, and finally to a purplish-brown, a truly spectacular sight.

humiliation!

An unprecedented humiliation!

He felt like the whole world was laughing at him!

In particular, Su Qingge's soft laughter hurt him more than a thousand vicious curses!

"I...I have an emergency surgery at the hospital!"

He couldn't stand it any longer and squeezed out this lame excuse through gritted teeth.

He turned and rushed out of the ward in a disheveled state, his back view resembling that of a stray dog ​​with its tail between its legs.

Watching Zhao Wenjie's retreating figure, Jiang Wan shook her head in disappointment.

Capacity, magnanimity, sense of responsibility...

Compared to Lin Chen in his hospital bed, he was utterly outclassed.

The unpleasant smell of gunpowder in the ward dissipated as Zhao Wenjie left.

Jiang Wan's expression underwent a dramatic change.

She turned around and walked quickly to Lin Chen's bedside. Her intelligent eyes were now shining with a light comparable to discovering a rare treasure.

She grabbed Lin Chen's uninjured hand, her enthusiasm completely different from before.

"Xiao Chen!"

This affectionate address made Su Qingge blush.

"Who taught you your medical skills? They're amazing!"

"Auntie, you've completely cured my old ailment! You're my greatest benefactor!"

Lin Chen gave a perfectly timed, humble smile.

"Auntie, you flatter me. I only know a little bit of basic conditioning methods, which can hardly be considered medical skills."

The more modest he was, the more Jiang Wan felt that he was a man of great talent and hidden abilities!

Immediately afterwards, the "household registration check" process that made Su Qingge's scalp tingle officially began.

"Xiao Chen, how old are you this year?"

Where are you from? What do your parents do for a living?

……

Lin Chen answered Jiang Wan's questions one by one without any impatience.

Jiang Wan's eyes grew brighter with each question she asked. Finally, she posed the most crucial question, her eyes fixed intently on Lin Chen.

"So...do you have a girlfriend?"

"mom!"

Su Qingge finally couldn't take it anymore, her face flushed with embarrassment, and she stomped her foot to interrupt her.

"Ahem!"

Su Jianjun, who had been silent until now, coughed heavily twice, a hearty smile on his face.

He stepped forward and patted Lin Chen's shoulder forcefully, his tiger-like eyes filled with barely suppressed admiration.

"Alright, stop interrogating the child like a criminal, you'll scare him."

He looked at Lin Chen and became more and more satisfied. His skills, courage, and even his hidden medical expertise impressed the veteran detective.

"Xiao Chen, your family owes you a huge favor for what happened this time."

"Come over for dinner once you've recovered!" "Uncle will cook you some of his signature dishes!"

This is no longer just polite talk; it's a heartfelt expression of recognition and invitation.

Lin Chen smiled and nodded in agreement.

The atmosphere in the ward was harmonious and joyful.

Su Qingge stood to the side, head down, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes.

She secretly glanced up and quickly looked at Lin Chen, who was chatting and laughing with her parents.

Sunlight streamed through the window, casting a warm golden glow on his rugged profile.

His confident and composed demeanor made her heart skip a beat for no apparent reason.

A feeling she had never experienced before, called sweetness, was quietly growing in her heart.