Mo Cinian’s words instantly stirred the gloomy young girl. Could it be… Mo Cinian had a way to save her grandmother? Of course! Mo Cinian was so wealthy; he definitely had a way! Actually, she knew her grandmother’s condition well. The doctors had already told her—even with surgery, her grandmother might only last six months. But if Mo Cinian was willing to help, maybe her grandmother could truly be saved.
Thinking of this, the girl clung to this hope like a drowning person clutching a lifeline.
“Mo Cinian, you must have a way to save my grandmother, right?”
Mo Cinian looked at Duan Weiwei. The young girl was already slightly tipsy, her pretty face flushed, her breath fragrant with a faint brandy aroma—very enticing.
“For your grandmother’s terminal illness, Western medicine won’t work. It’s not only painful but also expensive~”
“I know a friend whose skills in traditional Chinese medicine are exceptional. It’s said he can bring the dead back to life and regrow flesh on bones. If he makes a move, maybe your grandmother can be saved~”
Duan Weiwei’s eyes widened.
“Really? Mo… Mo Cinian, can you…”
Before she finished, she stopped herself.
“I’m sorry, Mo Cinian, I was a bit presumptuous!”
“It’s fine,” Mo Cinian smiled easily.
“Actually, he can’t really be considered my friend. Our relationship isn’t great, and we had some conflicts before. More importantly… he’s a bit eccentric!”
Mo Cinian’s words dimmed the hope that had lit up in Duan Weiwei’s eyes. She forced a bitter smile.
“Mo Cinian, if it’s too difficult for you… then forget it. My small matter isn’t worth you lowering yourself…”
Duan Weiwei felt like a typical green tea girl, saying no while desperately wanting it inside.
Mo Cinian chuckled and patted Duan Weiwei’s small head. Her big, innocent eyes blinked twice, and surprisingly… she didn’t resist?
“It’s really tricky. He’ll probably fleece me good!”
“But… since you’re my employee, what can I do?”
Duan Weiwei was stunned and stared blankly at the man before her. In an instant, Mo Cinian’s image in her heart grew taller. She didn’t even notice when she had leaned against his side.
“Th-thank you, Mo Cinian!”
“I don’t like being called boss. It makes me sound like some greasy old man. You can call me Brother Mo!”
“Ah???”
Duan Weiwei blushed furiously, fumbling with her clothes’ hem. After hesitating for a moment, she softly muttered, “Mo… Brother Mo?”
Mo Cinian smiled like a hunter watching his prey walk right into the trap.
“Oh, right! That doctor friend of mine likes to travel and sightsee, so it’s uncertain when he’ll be able to treat your grandmother. I’ll try to contact him soon. Let’s just say I owe him a favor this time.”
Mo Cinian sighed lightly, shifting the pressure onto Duan Weiwei. When helping people, it’s important to act like it’s a huge favor, making them owe even more.
“Th-thank you, Mo… Brother Mo!”
Seeing Mo Cinian doing so much for her, while she had nothing to repay him with, the girl’s not-so-bright mind spun quickly. Her eyes then fell on the half-full glass of brandy on the table. Already tipsy, she gathered her courage.
“Brother Mo, I… I’ll drink a toast to you!” This chapter was copied from g.com without permission.
The girl picked up the glass and downed it in one gulp.
Even Mo Cinian was stunned.
Girl, you’re this bold?
That glass wasn’t small—at least 150 milliliters—and brandy was a strong liquor with a heavy aftereffect. Even he would think twice before downing it.
“Cough cough cough~~”
Duan Weiwei choked, red wine dribbling from the corner of her lips and soaking her collar, exuding a different kind of allure.
…
“Mo… Brother Mo, why do you have three heads?”
“Ugh ugh ugh~ I want a rice cracker!”
“Give me more wine… glug glug glug glug~~~”
“I want to sing!!!”
Mo Cinian, “……”
Watching the girl drunkenly clutching a microphone and fooling around, Mo Cinian was speechless. He took out an earplug from the [Collapse Value System] and plugged it in.
Who said good looks and a sweet voice guaranteed good singing? He could only laugh bitterly now.
Silently, he pulled out his phone, turned on the recording function, and recorded the girl’s drunken antics.
Mm~ As a shameless villain, you must have some evidence to threaten the female lead.
Girl, you wouldn’t want to suffer social death, would you?
[Host, when did you meet that doctor friend? I don’t remember you having one, meow?]
The little system popped out, tilting its head with a serious expression.
‘Ye Chen. I feel sorry for your IQ.’
Mo Cinian didn’t forget to mock the little system. Though it looked cute, sadly… it was just artificial stupidity!
[Huh??? Ye Chen!]
[Host, didn’t you say not to give the protagonist a chance to show off? Letting him treat Duan Weiwei’s grandmother… wouldn’t that give him the perfect chance to show off?]
Facing the silly, adorable little thing, Mo Cinian chose not to explain.
[Ye Chen is still locked up in the detention center in City A… and might even go to jail. How can he come out to save someone, meow?]
[??? Host, are you ignoring me? You meanie, meow!]
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In City A’s police detention center.
Ye Chen sat on the hard bed, sporting panda eyes, his hair a mess.
“Ah… ah-choo!”
He suddenly sneezed. Somehow, he felt like someone was talking about him.
“Finally some peace~ Damn it! Almost lost my chastity!”
Ye Chen looked at the thin man sleeping like a dead pig on the floor and sighed in relief. Beating him unconscious wasn’t hard.
Thinking about what happened last night gave him the creeps. He could still feel a cold breeze around his lower body.
‘No way, I must get out of here! A real man walks freely between heaven and earth, how can I be trapped in this tiny cell? If not… I’ll have to use my master’s connections!’
As a young miracle doctor traveling the city, he had plenty of hidden cards. He just didn’t like using them unless absolutely necessary.
At that moment, the cell door opened.
“Ye Chen, come out. Your case has changed…”
Hearing his name, Ye Chen smiled confidently.
Heh… finally.
By his calculations, that old man from the Lin family should be at his limit. Without his treatment… once three days were up, the Reviving Needle would turn into a Death Needle. Not even gods could save him then!
The Lin family must be panicking now, right?
Heh… trying to outsmart me?
Playing dirty tricks?
You’re still too green!
Shaking his sleeves, he swaggered over to the detention officer.
Proudly, he said, “Go tell those people from the Lin family, an apology should look like a proper apology. Prepare a formal apology letter in cursive script and 1,000 taels of gold. Have Miss Lin personally deliver it. If they can’t meet my terms… heh… they can leave the way they came!”
???
The detention officer was dumbfounded by Ye Chen’s words.
What the hell?
You illegally practiced medicine and worsened a patient’s condition leading to death, and you’re still this arrogant?
An apology letter? 1,000 taels of gold? And it has to be written in cursive script?
How can a person be so shameless?