Romantic Medical Immortal

"I’ll do it! I will definitely strive to accomplish it!"

Kong Lingchuan quickly agreed, feeling quite content that his father and sister were willing to give him another chance after his foolish actions.

Upon hearing this, Kong Lingwen finally showed him a kinder expression, nodding and saying, "Good, with those words, you at least understand some right from wrong."

"Sis, what do we do now? Is Dad going to keep pretending to be dead?"

Kong Lingchuan asked curiously.

"There’s nothing wrong with pretending to be dead. At least no one will keep trying to harm Dad."

Earlier, Kong Lingwen and Yang Cheng both agreed that having Kong Jingshan fake his death was a good idea, as it should make Cao Ruibin lower his guard.

"Uncle Kong, there might be Cao Family’s spies at the villa too, so later, you and the bodyguards should swap outfits, leave the hospital quietly and find a safe place to stay for a couple of days."

Yang Cheng spoke up.

Kong Jingshan nodded, looking grateful, "Xiaochen, I’m really thankful for you this time. I’m now glad I let Lin Wen go to Peach Blossom County, which allowed us to meet you. Otherwise, the Kong Family might have already been ruined."

"Uncle Kong, no need to be so polite. I promise to do what I’ve agreed to, and you must fulfill your promise too."

Yang Cheng’s eyes were deep, implying a hidden meaning.

Kong Jingshan understood what had been on his mind, taking a deep breath and said, "Xiaochen, I’m sorry, I’ve kept dragging you along with this matter, but I have my reasons. I don’t dare to gamble with the lives of the Kong Family."

"Once this matter is over, I’ll tell you everything I know, and how you choose to handle it will be up to you."

Yang Cheng nodded and quickly began to make the Cooling Scar Cream.

"Lin Wen, I’ll take Ling Chuan with me first, you two stay safe."

Kong Jingshan gave a reminder before changing clothes with Kong Lingchuan and quietly leaving the hospital.

Time quickly passed, and two hours later, Yang Cheng was sweating profusely, having finally produced thirty-two bottles of Cooling Scar Cream, more than he had initially expected.

Luckily, he had arrived earlier this morning, so after being busy for half a day, it was still only midday.

Yang Cheng had no appetite for lunch, grabbed the cream, and headed straight for the ward to begin treating everyone.

It was not until dusk that the last patient came around, the so-called Young Master Gong.

As Yang Cheng and Kong Lingwen entered the ward, Gong Jian stood up and spoke amiably, "You two have worked hard; it’s so late and you’re still treating my son."

"Having received such an expensive gift from Mr. Gong, even if it were dawn, I would still come to treat your son."

He was a dedicated person: once paid, he had to deliver, and furthermore, this Patriarch Gong was truly generous, gifting jewelry worth millions without hesitation.

As expected of a top family in Zhonghai, his generosity was truly impressive!

Yang Cheng first examined Young Master Gong’s condition, then administered three Antitoxic Pills before starting acupuncture detoxification.

His treatment was detailed, and he left three bottles of Cooling Scar Cream.

"Apply these three bottles of ointment once every day; when all the ointment has been used, Young Master Gong’s scars will heal."

As soon as he finished speaking, Kong Lingwen stepped forward and bowed to the Gong Family.

"Mr. Gong, your son’s poisoning was due to our oversight, but we were also framed. I hope this matter won’t affect the relationship between the two families."

Actually, Kong Lingwen didn’t hope for any cooperation between the families; as long as the Gong Family didn’t make things difficult for the Kong Family, she would already be satisfied.

Hearing this, Gong Jian smiled slightly and said, "I understand. Today, I overheard your brother on the phone in the hallway."

The dermatology department was only so big, and when one person heard something, it quickly spread, especially since Kong Lingchuan’s voice was loud enough that everyone could hear it distinctly.

Kong Lingwen was a bit embarrassed; they say family scandals shouldn’t be leaked, yet now it had become a joke to outsiders.

"Since the Kong Family wasn’t behind it, I naturally won’t harbor resentment against the Kong Family. But my son has suffered greatly; we can’t let it slide. I’ll settle things with Cao Ruibin."

Gong Jian’s words instantly made Kong Lingwen feel reassured.

Among the people infected with the virus, she feared the Gong Family the most; if they acted against the Kong Family, it would be incredibly difficult to recover.

"Thank you, Mr. Gong, for your understanding. We will take our leave then."

Just as Kong Lingwen was about to leave, Gong Jian called out to them.

"Dr. Yang, may I ask where you are employed? Would you honor us with your presence at the Gong Family? Feel free to state any conditions."

Gong Jian looked at Yang Cheng with a genuine expression.

Yang Cheng had a favorable impression of Patriarch Gong, and he smiled slightly, "Thank you for your kind offer, but Lin Wen and I are a couple, so I can only stay employed at the Kong Family."

"Oh, I see. Forgive my boldness. The two of you make a lovely couple; when you hold your wedding, do invite me to celebrate."

Gong Jian showed no displeasure and even looked at them with a sentiment of elder affection.

"Of course."

Kong Lingwen shyly nodded, and then she and Yang Cheng left the ward.

After getting in the car, they didn’t immediately head home but instead went to a private club.

At that moment, Kong Lingchuan was already waiting in the parking lot. Seeing the two approaching, he quickly greeted them.

"Sis, here’s a badge for accessing the club, and you must wear masks to enter. I’ve prepared those for you."

He handed everything over to Kong Lingwen.

Previously, he always addressed them by name, but now calling her "Sis" made Kong Lingwen somewhat unaccustomed.

"You should go in quickly. I heard there’s a gambling event tonight at the club; I don’t know the specifics."

"Aren’t you going in?"

Kong Lingwen asked with some confusion.

Kong Lingchuan immediately explained, "I’m a wanted killer now, so I shouldn’t show my face, and the badge only allows two people inside."

"Then where did you get this badge?"

Yang Cheng asked casually, causing Kong Lingchuan to look embarrassed.

"It was given by Cao Ruibin earlier. This club is owned by him. Frankly speaking, I always thought he was impressive, being able to open such a club in Zhonghai and attracting acclaimed people from all over."

"In the club, everyone wears masks, no one knows each other, and you can indulge as you wish. I was once addicted to it, but now I understand it’s a trap."

Kong Lingchuan seemed to have suddenly seen the light in a day’s time, even his speech had become quite insightful.

However, Kong Lingwen still did not show him a favorable expression. After all, her father almost died because of him, so not beating this foolish brother to death was already a kindness.

"By the way, this is a photo of Cao Ruibin’s son Cao Zhihao; he’s likely to be inside."

Kong Lingchuan handed over a photo and mentioned a few rules within the club, then swiftly got into the car.

"Let’s go; let’s see what makes this club so unique."

Yang Cheng and Kong Lingwen put on their masks and walked hand-in-hand towards the club entrance.