Chapter 293
Liu Qian rolled her eyes at Chenyang, speechless. "Disaster is looming, and you’re still in the mood to joke?"
Chenyang said with a straight face, "I’m not joking! All this trouble was caused by Lin Jiji. If I take care of him, the trouble will be solved, won’t it?"
"Yes, hitting him might solve the problem for now, but what happens when he gets free? Even bigger problems will come one after another. Don’t forget, he’s a huge celebrity. Just insulting him a little is enough for him to ruin your reputation. If you actually hit him, he’ll use public opinion and the power of his fans to make sure you lose everything, won’t he?"
"Then I just won’t give him a chance to get free."
"Not give him a chance?" Liu Qian was stunned for a moment. "You... you’re not actually thinking of killing him, are you?"
Chenyang leaned closer, a smile playing on his lips as he spoke near her ear. "You’re a doctor, too. You should know perfectly well that if a doctor truly decides to kill someone, they can not only do it without a trace, but they can also make sure the medical examiner finds absolutely nothing."
Liu Qian’s pupils constricted. "Are you insane?! No matter how brilliant your methods, there are always traces. Once you’re exposed, you’ll pay with your life!"
"Hahaha, I was just joking. You didn’t really think I had the guts to kill someone, did you?"
Hearing this, Liu Qian couldn’t resist pinching him. "Asshole! You’re messing with me, aren’t you?"
Chenyang laughed. "Don’t be mad. The atmosphere was just so heavy, I thought I’d crack a joke to lighten the mood. As for the current trouble, it is a headache, but like the old saying goes, there’s no hurdle you can’t get over and no problem that can’t be solved. As long as you’re patient and think it through, you can always come up with another solution. Besides, I haven’t even asked Lin Xiaoyue yet. What if she stands with me? Then all our problems will be solved just like that, right?"
Liu Qian let out a heavy breath. "Let’s hope Lin Xiaoyue is willing to help. I honestly can’t think of any better way out of this."
’Having Lin Xiaoyue intervene was indeed the best option right now.’
’But Chenyang wasn’t going to pin all his hopes on her. He certainly wouldn’t use the fact that he’d helped her as a way to guilt-trip her into this.’
’Because Chenyang didn’t like relying on others for everything.’
’Mountains crumble and people leave. If you only ever think about relying on others when you encounter a problem, you’ll never grow as a person.’
’Besides, he and Lin Xiaoyue weren’t related, nor did they have any vested interests connecting them. For her to help would be a kindness; for her not to was her prerogative. If she was willing, a single word would be enough. If she wasn’t, she wouldn’t agree even if Chenyang begged her on his knees.’
’Rather than trying to cozy up to someone who would just give him the cold shoulder, he was better off calming down and figuring out other solutions.’
’In short, no matter what happened, Chenyang was not going to take this lying down.’
’Practicing medicine was his dream, his obsession.’
’If Lin Jiji or anyone else thought they could use this incident to stop him from practicing medicine and achieving his dream, he would do everything in his power to make them pay a far steeper price!’
’In others’ eyes, Lin Jiji was a star, an untouchable public figure.’
’But in Chenyang’s eyes, he was still just an ordinary person—a man with two shoulders and one head, nothing more.’
’If he were truly pushed into a corner, what he’d just told Liu Qian wouldn’t be a joke anymore. He would actually go through with it.’
’Chenyang had the ability to beat Lin Jiji into submission, and he had the means to make the big celebrity disappear from the face of the earth.’
’He just wouldn’t resort to that unless he had absolutely no other choice.’
"She’s back."
Liu Qian’s voice pulled Chenyang from his thoughts.
Looking up, he saw Lin Xiaoyue limping toward them, her arms full of bags.
Her injuries weren’t life-threatening, but they were much more severe than Lin Jiji’s.
The only reason she was out of bed and walking around was partly due to her immense worry for her uncle, and partly because Chenyang’s treatment had been remarkably effective.
If she had been treated with Western medicine, even if her other injuries had healed, her leg would be in a plaster cast, strung up in traction as she lay recovering in bed.
Chenyang’s eyes fell on the two bottles of Maotai she was carrying. He started walking toward her, saying, "I just asked you to get some good liquor, but you went and bought two bottles of the absolute best. You’re certainly a filial niece."
Lin Xiaoyue didn’t respond with her usual enthusiasm. She just offered a faint smile and walked into the hospital room.
Liu Qian frowned at the sight. "Before she left, she was all smiles, calling you Doctor Chen every other second. Why the sudden cold shoulder now that she’s back?"
"Is she? I think you’re just imagining things." Chenyang hadn’t noticed anything unusual. He waved a hand dismissively. "Let’s go. Mr. Lin’s medicinal bath should be about done. I haven’t had dinner yet, so I’ll join him for a drink or two."
"Fine, have a drink, but don’t forget what’s important. Remember to bring up the favor with Lin Xiaoyue." Liu Qian had been about to leave, but she worried Chenyang would be too proud to ask. She changed her mind. "You know what? I’ll go with you."