From Evil Sect Leader to Doctor

Mo Han rolled her eyes fiercely, letting them experience it for themselves. The three lined up, watching Mo Han leave.

Chen Qianfan said, "Quite a character, huh."

Pu Jian said, "Only rich people can afford to have character."

Xu Chunliang said, "Old Chen has money too, but I never felt he had much character."

Pu Jian said, "Even with his assets, he’s not worthy to carry their shoes."

Chen Qianfan said, "You can’t say that. I’m richer than Chunliang, right? If Xu Chunliang went to carry her shoes, she’d be overjoyed."

Pu Jian said, "Old Chen, you’re sharp. I bet if Xu Chunliang took off her shoes and gave her a foot massage, she’d be pleased."

"Vulgar!" Xu Chunliang cursed, carrying the nutritional products as he entered the hospital room.

Huang Wanglin lay in the hospital room, clearly not in a good mood, guarded by his disciple Zhang Boxu. Huang Gongxian hasn’t been released yet, and the exact situation remains unclear, causing immense worry throughout the Huang Family.

Seeing Xu Chunliang and the others coming over, Huang Wanglin said, "I’m okay. Why did you all come?"

Pu Jian, quick with his words: "Good news won’t travel far, but bad news travels a thousand miles."

Huang Wanglin sighed and said, "That’s the truth. This time, Huiren Hall was truly caught up in undeserved disaster."

Zhang Boxu added, "Master, since it’s happened, don’t overthink it. Just rest well; taking care of your health is the most important thing."

Huang Wanglin gave a bitter smile and said, "With no clarity on Gongxian’s situation, how can I not overthink?"

Zhang Boxu said, "I’ve asked someone to find out already. It shouldn’t be a big deal, just a routine investigation." He spoke lightly, but did not feel optimistic. This wasn’t an isolated issue; relevant departments had been investigating Huiren Hall for a long time. He had a premonition that Huiren Hall might face a catastrophic disaster this time.

If they ultimately confirm that their medication exceeds toxicity limits, or prove that their drugs directly or indirectly caused heart attacks, even deaths, Huiren Hall will face exorbitant compensation, fines, forced closure, or even license revocation.

Xu Chunliang said, "Third Master, don’t worry, I’ll check into it."

Huang Wanglin said, "In all these years, nothing like this ever happened in Huiren Hall. They say the aconite component in our drugs is toxic, but the Fuyang Sect has a long history of using aconite. The toxicity shouldn’t overshadow its benefits. All medicine has some toxicity."

Zhang Boxu said, "These medicines have been sold for so many years with good market feedback, no major issues. They say our traditional Chinese medicine is toxic, but what Western or traditional medicine on the market doesn’t have side effects? I believe we were targeted this time."

Huang Wanglin said, "Boxu, don’t speak recklessly. When something happens, don’t rush to shirk responsibility. If it’s our problem, we must bear it."

Xu Chunliang and the others didn’t linger long, offering some comforting words to Huang Wanglin before departing.

Zhang Boxu saw them out of the hospital room. Xu Chunliang asked him to stay a moment, recalling Zhang Boxu’s earlier comment, and couldn’t help but ask, "Mr. Zhang, you said earlier that Huiren Hall was targeted? Can you tell me who’s behind it?"

Zhang Boxu shook his head and said, "I just said it casually. Don’t overthink it."

Seeing that Zhang Boxu was unwilling to say more, Xu Chunliang didn’t press further.

They headed to the parking lot where Mo Han hadn’t left yet. Seeing them come out, she lowered the window and said, "Xu Chunliang, come here."

Pu Jian whispered, "Go quickly."

Xu Chunliang said, "Why should I go just because she asks?"

Chen Qianfan said, "She’s being proactive. If you don’t go, wouldn’t it imply you can’t handle it?"

Xu Chunliang scoffed, "None of you are good people, watching me fall into the mess without pulling me out."

He guessed that Mo Han must have something to tell him, possibly related to Huiren Hall. Xu Chunliang went over, opened the car door, and sat inside.

Mo Han said, "Do you know who’s behind this?"

Xu Chunliang said, "It seems like Third Master Huang hasn’t wronged anyone."

Mo Han said, "He’s blocking someone’s path. Did you know that earlier, Mingde Group approached Huang Gongxian for a collaboration?"

Xu Chunliang frowned; Mingde Group again! Huang Youlong, that Korean, dares to repeatedly stir trouble on Chinese soil? Truly thinks there’s no one in China? I’ve got time recently, I must settle the scores with him.

Xu Chunliang didn’t completely believe Mo Han. Who knows if she’s using this incident to fuel his hatred towards Mingde Group, considering that Equatorial Capital and Mingde Group are rivals now.

Mo Han said, "Mingde Group has been quite aggressive in recent years. They’re buying traditional herbal shops and pharmaceutical companies, aiming to collect traditional Chinese medicine formulas, using their modern pharmaceutical methods to improve them, and even applying for patents."

Xu Chunliang sneered, "Thief’s conduct, hiding in the shadows."

Mo Han said, "I suspect Huiren Hall refused Mingde Group’s collaboration, so they bore a grudge. They gathered data on adverse reactions or deaths from Huiren Hall’s products and analyzed the components of their traditional Chinese medicine."

Chunliang said: "Can you guess?" Mo Han’s words indicated she didn’t have conclusive evidence to prove that the matter at Huiren Hall was definitely done by Mingde Group.

Mo Han said: "I will find the evidence sooner or later, but right now the most important thing isn’t to uncover the truth, but to quickly control the impact of this matter."

Chunliang said: "Do you have a way?"

Mo Han shook her head and said: "I don’t, but someone does."

Chunliang said: "Master Huang San has treated you quite well, you ought to lend him a hand this time."

Mo Han said: "I want to help, but I’m powerless. To quickly control the impact of this matter, someone needs to speak up, and preferably that person has influence in the Health Commission, ideally knows the head of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Administration."

Chunliang said: "Cut to the chase, who would be useful to find?"

Mo Han said: "Find Ye Changyuan."

"But isn’t he with the National Development and Reform Commission?" Chunliang looked puzzled; from what he knew, this wasn’t in Ye Changyuan’s jurisdiction. If it were about subway approvals, maybe Old Ye could lend a hand.

Mo Han said: "It seems you don’t know him at all. Ye Changyuan’s wife, Lin Sijin, is the second-in-command at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Administration."

Chunliang was completely unaware of this; he’d never met Ye Changyuan’s wife at the Ye Family and was curious, but it felt inappropriate to ask about family affairs.

"Is Lin Sijin Ye Qingya’s mother?"

Mo Han nodded and said: "Yes, but their mother-daughter relationship isn’t good. Though Lin Sijin and Ye Changyuan are married, they’re actually living apart. People at their level rarely divorce unless absolutely necessary."

Chunliang said: "Since they’re living apart, doesn’t that prove their relationship isn’t good?"

"A bad relationship doesn’t mean she can’t help. If Lin Sijin is willing to help, I estimate the impact of this matter won’t spread." Mo Han looked at Chunliang, effectively placing the problem in his hands.

"You’re Elder Ye’s god-grandson, so technically, Lin Sijin could be your godmother."

Chunliang glared at her: "Why not say she’s your godmother?"

Mo Han spat: "I don’t even know her."

Chunliang said: "You don’t know her, yet you have such detailed information?"

Mo Han said: "I’m doing this to help Master Huang San. Anyway, only you can help Huiren Hall now. If you’re willing to lend a hand, go find Ye Changyuan. If not, pretend I never said anything. Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone about our conversation."

Chunliang looked at Mo Han meaningfully: "Mo Han, what exactly is your motive?"

Mo Han said: "No motive, just wanting to help."

Chunliang said: "I’ve known you for so long, and you’ve never done anything without a motive. You’re best at setting traps, talking to me about this — who knows if there’s a trap waiting for me to walk into."

Mo Han said: "If you’re scared, don’t listen to me."

Chunliang said: "Why don’t you suggest I go to Ye Qingya? Logically, it’s easier for mother and daughter to communicate, isn’t it?"

Mo Han said: "Ye Qingya already has enough troubles. Don’t you care about your god-sister? Do you really want her to worry about such things?"

Chunliang sized up Mo Han, wondering when this girl started thinking about others. She and Ye Qingya didn’t have much interaction. Whatever her motives or traps might be, he’s determined to help Master Huang San.

Seeing Master Huang San struggling, Chunliang realized that money isn’t everything.

Chunliang decided to visit Ye Changyuan in person. Ye Changyuan heard that Chunliang wanted to see him and invited him to his home. Chunliang had initially worried about running into Old Ye, but luckily, Old Ye was out fishing today.

Ye Changyuan received Chunliang alone at home.

Ye Changyuan treated Chunliang quite well, asking the housekeeper to prepare some tasty dishes and planning to have a few drinks with him. Ye Changyuan seldom had time off, and hadn’t been in a good mood lately.

Chunliang, not one to come empty-handed, brought a twenty-pound jar of Chen Lao Dao’s Sauce Wine.

Coincidentally, Ye Changyuan wanted to have a drink today. He prepared some Moutai, but Chunliang suggested he try the Chen Lao Dao’s Sauce Wine he brought.

Ye Changyuan, after drinking a cup, felt that the wine’s quality was good, roughly reaching eighty percent of Moutai’s strength.

Chunliang didn’t plan to beat around the bush and explained his purpose for coming.

After hearing him out, Ye Changyuan smiled wryly: "How did you know my wife works there?" Ye Changyuan was clear nobody in the family, including himself and his daughter, ever mentioned it. His wife and daughter hadn’t spoken in years.

Before Chunliang could respond, Ye Changyuan said: "Did Qiao Rulong tell you?"

Chunliang was contemplating how to respond appropriately when Ye Changyuan gave the perfect answer. Since Qiao Rulong wasn’t around, and Ye Changyuan didn’t think highly of him, having Qiao Rulong take the blame wasn’t a big deal, so Chunliang nodded.