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Dragon Blood Divine Son-in-law-Chapter 42 - Not Knowing Which Way the Main Gate Opens
42: Chapter 42: Not Knowing Which Way the Main Gate Opens
42 -42: Not Knowing Which Way the Main Gate Opens
“So it seems like a flood hitting the Dragon God’s Temple.
Should I call them in now?”
Just as Shen Zhizhuan made to stand up, he was stopped by Chen Xuan.
“There’s no need for that.
I was just wondering if Brother Shen could, if it’s not too much trouble, drop a hint about Han Corporation’s issue?”
Chen Xuan was well aware of Han Jingting’s temperament.
She would never bow her head to anyone unless absolutely necessary.
Clearly, this time she was truly in a tight spot.
Before Shen Zhizhuan could speak, Sun Qin at his side directly said, “Of course, what’s the inconvenience!
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If one can do a favor for others, surely one wouldn’t short-change their own brother.
Isn’t that right, old Shen?”
Shen Zhizhuan hurriedly nodded, thumping his chest in assurance, “Absolutely, Brother Chen’s matters are my matters.
Leave this small issue to me!”
“Then I must thank Brother Shen and Elder Sister Sun.
Here’s a toast to you both!”
“It’s a trifle, really!”
The atmosphere in the private room buzzed with renewed vitality.
However, Han Jingting’s mood wasn’t nearly as lighthearted.
After leaving the restaurant, Han Jingting felt extremely gloomy.
She had thought that as long as she could meet with Director Shen, her problems would be easily resolved, but instead, she was met with a cold shoulder.
Meng Junchen looked embarrassed, “Jingting, don’t be anxious.
I guess Director Shen is too preoccupied with important matters, so he couldn’t recall who my father is for the moment.
How about this, I’ll have my father personally visit Director Shen.
I believe Director Shen will certainly give him face!”
“Having your father step in personally…
would it be inappropriate…?”
“What’s the problem?
Haven’t I said it before?
Your issue is my issue.
I am more than willing to do this for you!”
Gratitude flickered across Han Jingting’s face, “Then I’ll have to trouble you!”
Then something else occurred to Han Jingting, “Actually, there’s another way.
The guest that Director Shen was hosting today must be extremely important.
If we could find out his identity and have him mediate for us, that would undoubtedly make things much easier!”
Meng Junchen let out a wry laugh, “I’m afraid that won’t be so easy.
Besides, anyone that Director Shen treats with such respect must be no ordinary person.
Even if we were able to find out his identity, it’s likely we’d be out of our depth.”
Han Jingting chuckled weakly, “Yes, I’m just clutching at straws.”
As Han Jingting pulled open the car door, ready to get in, she caught a glimpse of a car nearby and her body instantly stiffened.
She recognized it at a glance; the Mercedes before her was Chen Xuan’s!
Why was he here?
Was he dining with someone?
Could it be with Shen Zhizhuan?
“Jingting, what’s wrong?” Meng Junchen looked bewildered at the dazed Han Jingting.
“It’s nothing.
Let’s go.”
Han Jingting forced a smile.
What am I thinking?
That guy probably doesn’t even know which way the industrial and commercial bureau’s door swings, how could he possibly know Shen Zhizhuan?
It seems I really am panicked!
Little did Han Jingting know, the man she thought wouldn’t even know which way the industrial and commercial bureau’s door swings was currently being treated as an honored guest by Shen Zhizhuan in the private room!
The atmosphere in the private room was exceedingly harmonious.
After several rounds of drinks and numerous dishes,
Sun Qin gave Shen Zhizhuan a signal with her eyes.
Understanding that the timing was almost right, Shen Zhizhuan tentatively broached, “Brother Chen, actually I have a favor to ask of you today as well.”
“Oh?
What favor, just tell me, Brother Shen.”
“Actually, I also invited another guest today, who had something else to do and will be arriving a bit later.”
“Oh?
What kind of guest?”
Before Shen Zhizhuan could answer, a knock sounded at the door.
“Director Shen, Director Cheng is here!”
As his voice fell, a middle-aged man dressed in a black jacket and white shirt walked in.
Confidence and composure were etched between his brows, and he exuded the same authoritative aura as Shen Zhizhuan, clearly the other guest that Shen Zhizhuan had mentioned.
Shen Zhizhuan hurried forward to greet him, “Young Brother Chen, let me introduce you, this is Cheng Qianjun from the Huai City Medical Bureau, Director Cheng!”
“Director Cheng, this is the young Divine Doctor, Chen Xuan, whom I’ve told you about!”
“Hello, Director Cheng.”
Chen Xuan quickly stood up and reached out proactively.
Although Cheng Qianjun responded to the gesture, there was a touch of indifference in his eyes as he looked at Chen Xuan.
“I’ve heard your medical skills are superb?
You even saved Director Shen’s son’s life?”
“Oh, I know a little bit,” Chen Xuan responded modestly.
“If that’s the case, then take a look at me.
Cheng Qianjun’s expression remained indifferent as he stretched out his wrist, assuming a proud pose.
Chen Xuan was taken aback.
Given the other party’s high standing, a haughty nature was not unusual.
However, the fact that he hadn’t even described his condition and was asking for a consultation clearly indicated that he doubted Chen Xuan’s abilities and was deliberately testing him!
Usually, facing such arrogance combined with disbelief in his medical skills, Chen Xuan might not even bother responding.
But today, having just accepted Shen Zhizhuan’s favor, it wouldn’t be appropriate for Chen Xuan to offend the man.
Chen Xuan didn’t rush to take the pulse.
Instead, he focused his mind and looked over Cheng Qianjun’s face.
Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes the four diagnostic methods: observation, listening and smelling, inquiring, and palpation, with “observation” being the foremost.
However, as soon as Chen Xuan took a glance, he was shocked by what he saw.
Under Chen Xuan’s gaze, he could clearly see that Cheng Qianjun’s entire body was enveloped in a layer of faint green mist!
What’s more, there was darkness over Cheng Qianjun’s shoulders, with only a bit of light left above his head.
Black signifies evil, green signifies corpse!
Cheng Qianjun’s body was full of Corpse Essence, with both of the life lanterns on his shoulders consumed by it.
If the last life lantern above his head were extinguished too, his life would be in imminent danger!
“Well, have you figured out what’s wrong with me?”
Cheng Qianjun looked at Chen Xuan with a playful smile, clearly waiting to see him make a fool of himself.
Chen Xuan kept his composure and said, “Your body has been deteriorating lately, and yet the hospital hasn’t been able to diagnose any issues.”
“You always feel cold, and even with the heating on, it doesn’t help.”
“Moreover, you’ve been having nightmares at night, dreaming about things related to death.”
Chen Xuan listed Cheng Qianjun’s symptoms all in one breath.
After listening, Cheng Qianjun was completely dumbstruck, “How…
how did you know?”
Seeing Cheng Qianjun’s reaction, Shen Zhizhuan and Sun Qin knew that Chen Xuan was spot on.
“Young Brother Chen, what exactly is wrong with Director Cheng?”
“No illness!” Chen Xuan paused, then continued, “Yet it could be fatal.”
Cheng Qianjun frowned, “What do you mean by that?
Please, clarify!”
Chen Xuan didn’t beat around the bush and directly explained Cheng Qianjun’s current condition in detail.
After hearing it, both Shen Zhizhuan and Sun Qin felt a chill down their spines.
Cheng Qianjun paused for a moment, then sneered, “Humph, to think I actually believed what Director Shen said about you being some kind of Divine Doctor.
Turns out you’re just a trickster from the streets!”