My master gave me a death mission: to go down the mountain and retrieve his granddaughter.

"I don't have a job. To be honest, I've been living with my master in a secluded place for a long time. I only came to this bustling city a few days ago. As for this car, I wonder if Officer Xu has ever heard of Chen Tianfang of Tianhong Real Estate."

"Mr. Su, are you referring to Chen Tianfang, the real estate tycoon and richest man in Nanjiang City?"

"Um, it seems to be him. I've heard people call him Richest Man Chen. This car was specially customized by him. He originally intended it to be his future car, but due to some reasons, he reluctantly gave it to me."

Su Muchen spoke very casually, but to the two women, their hearts were already racing. He was willing to give away the richest man's exclusive car, so just how much power did this orphan who had just entered society have?

Xu Lu wanted to continue asking about Su Muchen's true background, but after only a short chat, the car had already arrived at Luo Ying'er's house.

Having arrived at Luo Ying'er's house, Xu Lu had no choice but to suppress her many questions and decide to find another opportunity to investigate Su Muchen's background later.

The car came to a steady stop on the dirt road in front of Luo Ying'er's house. The moment the engine was turned off, the tranquility of the courtyard was broken.

Su Muchen pushed open the car door and glanced at the small, dilapidated house with its mottled walls. Moss crawled on the blue bricks and gray tiles, and the vegetables in the yard were growing well, which only made the house seem more simple.

Luo Ying'er's home is a somewhat dilapidated small apartment with a small courtyard of about ten square meters in front of the door. The courtyard is full of vegetables, with only a one-meter-wide path leading to the house.

"Brother Su, Sister Xiaolu, please come in."

Luo Ying'er quickly stepped forward and pushed open the mottled wooden door, the hinges making an old "creaking" sound.

Upon entering the room, a faint smell of traditional Chinese medicine wafted over.

The room was simply furnished with a wooden table with peeling paint, a few bamboo chairs, and several sacks of dried herbs piled up in the corner.

A faint cough came from the inner room. Luo Ying'er's expression tightened, and she quickly went in.

"Mom, Xiaolu has come to see you, and I've also brought a doctor to check on you."

Su Muchen and Xu Lu followed closely behind into the inner room.

On the earthen bed lay a middle-aged woman with a sallow complexion, sunken eyes, and weak breathing. She was none other than Aunt Lan, Luo Ying'er's mother.

When Aunt Lan saw that guests had arrived, she struggled to sit up, but she was too weak to move. Her cough became more and more violent, and a trace of blood even spilled from the corner of her mouth.

"Aunt Lan, don't move, just lie still."

Xu Lu quickly stepped forward and pressed her down, her eyes slightly red. "It's all my fault for being too busy and not being able to see you in so long. I didn't expect your condition to have worsened."

Aunt Lan forced a smile, her voice barely audible: "Xiao Lu, it's not your fault... Ying'er has suffered a lot following me."

Su Muchen walked to the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), and before anyone could speak, he put his finger on Aunt Lan's wrist.

His expression was solemn, and spiritual energy quietly surged at his fingertips as he probed along the meridians.

Xu Lu stood aside, her eyes full of suspicion. She wanted to see if this arrogant "orphan" really had any real skills.

A moment later, Su Muchen released his grip, his brows furrowing slightly.

"The lungs and internal organs are congested, the meridians are blocked, and pathogenic toxins have invaded the five internal organs. This has been dragging on for too long."

Seeing Su Muchen frowning, Luo Ying'er hurriedly asked, "Brother Su, do you think there's any hope for my mother to recover? The doctors at the hospital all said... they all said there's no hope."

"Just because the hospital can't cure me doesn't mean I can't be cured."

Su Muchen spoke with certainty, and took out a simple, antique jade bottle from his pocket. He had secretly taken it out of the secret realm while his master was not paying attention.

"Here is a Mind-Concentrating Pill. Let Aunt Lan take it first and see if it can stabilize her injuries and dispel some of the evil poison."

Su Muchen poured out a milky white pill, and a refreshing medicinal fragrance instantly filled the air. After smelling it, Aunt Lan's cough miraculously lessened.

"What kind of elixir is this? Why does it have such a peculiar fragrance?"

Xu Lu was filled with surprise and doubt. She came from a good family and had seen many precious medicinal herbs, but she had never smelled such a pure medicinal fragrance.

"It's made with a secret family recipe; you can't buy it on the market."

Su Muchen smiled faintly and gestured for Luo Ying'er to feed Aunt Lan her medicine.

The pill melted instantly upon entering her mouth. Aunt Lan felt a warm current slide down her throat, spreading throughout her body in an instant. Her previously heavy body felt much lighter, and her breathing became much smoother.

Everyone had witnessed Aunt Lan's performance, and a glint of light flashed in Xu Lu's eyes: "This...this medicine really works!"

Luo Ying'er was both surprised and delighted, and quickly bowed to Su Muchen: "Brother Su, thank you! Thank you so much!"

Xu Lu was shocked. She had thought Su Muchen was just making a fuss, but the effects of the pill were real, leaving her no choice but to believe it. Could this seemingly ordinary orphan really have extraordinary medical skills?

Su Muchen waved his hand and continued:

"The Concentration Pill can only treat the symptoms. To cure the root cause, acupuncture is needed. Next, I need to give Auntie acupuncture to repair her internal organs."

Looking at Su Muchen's composed demeanor, Xu Lu's suspicions were gradually replaced by curiosity, and she couldn't help but ask:

"Mr. Su, even the experts at top-tier hospitals are helpless with Aunt Lan's illness. Are you really confident you can cure her completely?"

"Of course." Su Muchen looked up at her, his eyes sharp as knives.

"I've said it before, I can cure any illness as long as it's not a beheading. Officer Xu, how about we take a gamble? If I cure Aunt Lan, you'll take back all your previous prejudices against me, how about it?"

Xu Lu's heart skipped a beat. Looking into Su Muchen's confident eyes, she nodded as if possessed.

"Fine! If you can really cure Aunt Lan, I'll apologize to you!"

Su Muchen smiled and didn't reply. He took out his silver needle pouch from his pocket and spread it out in front of him.

With spiritual energy flowing from his fingertips, the silver needles instantly emitted a faint silver light. The next moment, before anyone in the room could react, Su Muchen once again used the Thirteen Divine Needles Technique. In the blink of an eye, all the silver needles in the needle pouch landed on Aunt Lan.

This move startled the two women present. Fortunately, Aunt Lan had already fallen asleep after taking the Mind-Concentrating Pill, otherwise she might have fainted from the fright of Su Muchen's move.

After all, all those silver needles were stuck in her body, and she was so fragile at the moment that even a little fright could make her faint.

As the silver needles were inserted into her body, the black aura around Aunt Lan gradually evaporated, and her complexion visibly regained its rosy hue.

Xu Lu stood aside, dumbfounded. She finally realized that the man in front of her was not as simple as he seemed on the surface.

I couldn't help but feel curious about this orphan who had just entered the city, drove a luxury car worth millions, and possessed extraordinary medical skills.

Xu Lu was unaware that her thoughts were dangerous. As the saying goes, when a woman becomes curious about a man, that's the beginning of her downfall.

Not only was Xu Lu curious about Su Muchen, but Luo Ying'er also idolized this extraordinary older brother to an extreme degree. Her eyes were filled with a dreamy look when she looked at Su Muchen. Needless to say, Luo Ying'er had completely fallen for him.