While the crowd gossiped, Jiang Chen stepped out of the Audi.
His appearance instantly sparked a new wave of heated discussion.
“I really didn’t expect Jiang Chen to be so rich.”
“Could he be the son of some wealthy businessman?”
“Looking at this setup, has he taken a fancy to Zhang Rou?”
“No way, he’s been helping Luo Yanran all this time!”
“I bet he just came to our Xianhuang Village looking for true love.
Zhang Rou and Luo Yanran are probably just his backup options!”
“It’s rare to find a man who isn’t afraid of Xianhuang Village’s curse.
He dared to deal with Zhang Bing from the county town before, and yesterday he even dared to offend Liu Jinshan.
He’s handsome and rich.
It seems all the young women in the village have a chance!”
“Oh my, I need to hurry back and touch up my makeup.
What if the handsome Jiang Chen sets his eyes on me!”
Amidst the chatter, a woman in her forties swayed her hips as she hurried toward her home.
The others exchanged glances and scoffed, “Do you really think a rich heir is blind enough to fall for an old widow like you?”
Despite their words, a glimmer of hope fluttered in the heart of every woman present.
Xianhuang Village was cursed.
Originally, some men, hearing of this place that was practically a kingdom of women, came seeking partners.
But as rumors spread that any man who arrived eventually died, no man dared to set foot in Xianhuang Village anymore, even though it was filled with beautiful women.
This also left the women utterly lonely.
After all, people have needs.
In this regard, it didn’t matter if one was male or female.
Even setting aside romance and intimacy, an ordinary family felt incomplete without a responsible man to shoulder the burdens.
Watching Jiang Chen and Zhang Rou get back into the car with their things, the female onlookers all started hatching their own little plans.
Naturally, Jiang Chen was completely unaware that countless women had just set their sights on him.
Sitting in the driver’s seat, he glanced at the courier package in Zhang Rou’s hands and raised a brow.
“That…
probably isn’t clothes, is it?”
Zhang Rou shook her head.
“Probably not.
No piece of clothing is this small.
Plus, there’s a faint fragrance coming from inside.”
Jiang Chen took the package, brought it to his nose, and sniffed.
His brow furrowed.
“What’s wrong?” Zhang Rou asked, confused.
Jiang Chen shook his head.
“Nothing!”
He casually tossed it back to her, started the car, and headed straight for the clinic.
What Zhang Rou failed to notice was the fleeting glint of coldness in Jiang Chen’s eyes the moment he realized what was inside the package. Find the original chapter at g.com.
He was a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner—and not an ordinary one.
Years of identifying hundreds of herbs had long since honed his sense of smell far beyond that of a normal person.
Thus, from that faint fragrance alone, he knew exactly what was inside.
If it were something ordinary, Jiang Chen wouldn’t have bothered to care.
But the contents were a lethal poison capable of killing without a trace!
This package belonged to Fang Mei.
Why was she buying poison?
The answer was self-evident!
The car sped through the village and arrived at the clinic a moment later.
Parked in front of the entrance was a luxurious SUV.
Such a high-end vehicle looked particularly conspicuous in a rural village like this.
“Yanran mentioned on the phone earlier that this patient was somewhat special.
Looks like it’s a wealthy person from out of town,” Zhang Rou said with a smile as she stepped out of the car.
Jiang Chen nodded.
“Let’s go in and take a look.”
Without exchanging many more words, the two walked into the clinic together.
Inside the clinic, Fang Mei was eagerly pouring water and serving fruit.
Luo Yanran sat behind the consultation desk.
Across from her sat an elderly man with a head of white hair, likely in his sixties.
Standing beside the old man was a middle-aged man in a tailored suit and gold-rimmed glasses, exuding the aura of a successful professional.
“Here, have a sip of water first,” Fang Mei said with a beaming smile as she walked over carrying two cups of tea.
The old man and the middle-aged man returned polite smiles but didn’t touch the drinks.
The middle-aged man looked at Luo Yanran, who had just finished checking the old man’s pulse.
“How is it?”
Luo Yanran thought for a moment before replying, “I presume you’ve already had check-ups at a hospital and know what the illness is?”
The middle-aged man nodded.
“That’s right.
It’s meridian blockage, which has also caused a certain degree of organ failure.
After going to the city for examinations, the major hospitals were all helpless.
After asking around, we learned that you had cured a similar condition before.”
The old man paused and chuckled.
“However, when we went to the hospital where you previously worked, we found out you were no longer there.
It took quite a bit of asking around to discover you had moved here.”
Upon hearing this, a trace of gloom flashed through Luo Yanran’s beautiful eyes, barely noticeable.
Being kicked out by her family wasn’t exactly a glorious affair.
Even if the speaker meant no harm, hearing it still brought her a pang of sadness.
However, the dejection was fleeting.
She nodded and said, “I have indeed cured one case of this illness before.”
“Then what about my father?” the middle-aged man asked excitedly.
Luo Yanran sighed.
“The patient I treated before had just contracted the illness, and his symptoms were very mild, so it wasn’t difficult to cure.
But your father’s meridian blockage has reached a severe stage, and his organ failure is rapidly worsening.
“His uncoordinated gait when he walked in just now, along with his complexion and pulse, all confirm this.”
The excitement on the middle-aged man’s face partially faded.
“Right now, you are the only one who can treat him.
No matter how much it costs, just name a number!”
Luo Yanran shook her head.
“This isn’t about money.
It’s just that even with treatment, the effect wouldn’t be very significant!”
“Is it really incurable?” Fang Mei asked from the side.
She was quite eager for the old man to be cured—after all, they were obviously wealthy.
If they were cured and paid a large sum, she could finally leave this godforsaken place.
Luo Yanran shook her head again.
“My medical skills haven’t reached that level yet.
I’m afraid there’s nothing I can do.”
Fang Mei secretly sighed.
It seemed she was destined to miss out on this fortune.
“Sigh, it seems this old man’s fate is sealed.” Seeing this, the old man sighed and prepared to stand up.
“Not necessarily!” Jiang Chen suddenly spoke from the doorway just as the old man was getting up to leave.
“Oh?” The old man turned and scrutinized Jiang Chen.
“You have a way to cure me?”
“Who are you?” While the old man looked mildly hopeful, the middle-aged man’s eyes were full of vigilance as he stared at Jiang Chen.
“He’s a nobody!” Fang Mei’s eyes darted around nervously.
She hurriedly ran over to Jiang Chen, blocking him, and hissed under her breath, “Don’t cause trouble.
These people are not ordinary folks.
If anything goes wrong, can you bear the consequences?”