"Lei Jun, is that the chairman of Jun Chi Group?"
Upon hearing the name, Pang Yuan and Ma Zhendong were stunned. Wan Yunting nodded and said, "Back then, my father competed with Lei Jun to invest in real estate in the Xisha area. The matter caused quite a stir, and Lei Jun even publicly vowed to ruin my father!"
"So the next day, someone came to my house and threatened us. However, those people didn't harm us, they just smashed some furniture and left."
"But my father believed that Lei Jun sent people to threaten our family, so he angrily went to find Lei Jun. They even got into a fight at the golf course!"
"There was such a thing..."
Ma Zhendong and Pang Yuan were surprised and said, "So you suspect that Lei Jun killed your parents?"
However, Wan Yunting frowned again and said, "Although Lei Jun's conduct is not proper and he relies on his influence, he's just a bully who picks on the weak. But when it comes to murder, he probably wouldn't do it!"
Ma Zhendong and Pang Yuan nodded and said, "Although you suspect him, why not find an opportunity to test him? Perhaps you'll have some unexpected gains!"
"Okay, I'll find time to see him tomorrow."
Wan Yunting nodded. Although he felt Lei Jun didn't have the guts to kill someone, he couldn't be sure. So he decided to go talk to him first.
After drinking a few glasses of wine with Ma Zhendong and Pang Yuan and chatting until eleven o'clock at night, Wan Yunting and Niu Qiuling went back.
"Where did you go today?"
While driving, Niu Qiuling turned her head to ask Wan Yunting, who was in the passenger seat, casually.
Wan Yunting turned to look at her and said with a smirk, "Why are you so concerned about me?"
"Who, who's concerned about you?"
Niu Qiuling glared, her expression a little flustered. "My mom asked you," she huffed.
"Heh heh, your mom has a good eye for people." Wan Yunting smiled, thinking of her mother, Luo Meihui.
Niu Qiuling was stunned and immediately rolled her eyes. "Don't flatter yourself."
Wan Yunting smiled and couldn't be bothered to bicker with her further.
The two returned home, tidied up, and went to bed.
The next morning, Wan Yunting got up early to go for a run, then practiced Tai Chi with the elderly gentlemen in the small park. He returned with two breakfasts, ate with Niu Qiuling, and then they all went to work.
As soon as he arrived at the Traditional Chinese Medicine department, Wan Yunting started to get busy.
Recently, more people had been coming specifically to see him, which had increased the patient flow in the Traditional Chinese Medicine department more than before.
At noon, Jiang Peipei, dressed in sportswear, directly entered Wan Yunting's clinic. Seeing him examining a patient inside, she quietly sat on a chair without disturbing him.
Wan Yunting smiled and nodded at her, then continued to feel the patient's pulse. He said, "Your lumbar problem isn't very serious. I'll give you a set of massage later and prescribe medication for you to take for a week. Then you can come back for a follow-up."
"Okay."
The middle-aged man nodded and went to lie down on the medical bed behind the screen. Wan Yunting asked Jiang Peipei to wait a moment and then went in to give the middle-aged man a massage for his lumbar pain.
Twenty minutes later, the middle-aged man walked out, twisted his waist, and said happily to Wan Yunting, "Dr. Wan, you're truly miraculous! My back doesn't hurt after your massage. You're even better than the old TCM doctor I saw last time who specialized in lumbar problems."
Wan Yunting waved his hands modestly and said with a gentle smile, "Let me write you a prescription."
"Okay, okay..."
The middle-aged man sat for a while. Wan Yunting finished writing the prescription, gave him a few instructions, and then sent him downstairs to the pharmacy to get the medicine.
Jiang Peipei, who had been sitting nearby and saw that he was finally done, put down her phone and said with a smile, "Wan Yunting, I didn't expect your medical skills to be so impressive. Those people outside must have come specifically to see you."
Wan Yunting smiled, took out the acupuncture needles and an alcohol lamp from the drawer, and said, "Lift your foot."
"Okay."
As she spoke, Jiang Peipei took off her left sneaker, and a long, straight leg stretched out. Wan Yunting grabbed it and joked, "Hey, with those long legs, it's a shame you're not a model."
"Pfft, what's so good about being a model? You have to wear revealing clothes. I prefer playing basketball," Jiang Peipei retorted with a roll of her eyes, saying proudly.
Wan Yunting held her ankle, preparing for acupuncture, and said with a smile, "Saying that, it's no wonder you can't find a boyfriend."
"Talk properly, why bring up that topic?"
Jiang Peipei gave him a resentful glare, then said, "But Wan Yunting, why did you find a girlfriend? I thought you and Yan Xi were already together."
Wan Yunting guessed that she would bring this up and said with a smile, "What's so strange about that? Feelings are ethereal. If fate allows, it will continue; if not, we can only go our separate ways and remain friends."
"You're being so roundabout."
Jiang Peipei rolled her eyes at him, then said, "But I still think you and Yan Xi are a better match."
"Alright, stop talking about me. Think about yourself instead."
Wan Yunting smiled and began to give her acupuncture. Jiang Peipei appeared indifferent. "I'm not in a hurry. It's fine even if I don't have a boyfriend. I'm perfectly happy alone; basketball is enough for me."
This made Wan Yunting laugh. "If your parents heard you say that, they'd only wish they'd had a son instead."
"Get lost, and just give me my acupuncture..."
"Got it."
Joking with Jiang Peipei, Wan Yunting inserted the acupuncture needles into her ankle. He told her to wait a moment, then went out to call Sister Yan downstairs to help get the ointment that Pharmacist He and the others had prepared for Huang Yuqing that morning. "This is a three-day supply. After Yuqing uses it, have her come back to see me."
"No problem."
Jiang Peipei put the medicine aside, and Wan Yunting ignored her, calling for the next patient to come in and continue their consultation...
Jiang Peipei sat to the side. The acupuncture treatment would take forty minutes to remove the needles, so she quietly watched Wan Yunting examine other patients. She increasingly felt that this man, shedding the handsome sunny boy image of his youth, had gained a more mature and gentle aura, making him even more charming...
After prescribing medicine for a patient and giving them a few instructions, it was exactly forty minutes. Wan Yunting removed the needles for Jiang Peipei and said, "Don't overexert yourself when you get back. Try again in a week."
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
Jiang Peipei put on her shoes and twisted her ankle. The slight pain from her old injury had disappeared, and she happily said, "To thank you, how about I treat you to dinner tonight?"
"Forget it. I'm not treating you for free. Go downstairs to the front desk and pay." Wan Yunting put away his needles and waved his hand with a smile.
"So stingy."
This made Jiang Peipei glare at him in annoyance. She picked up Huang Yuqing's ointment and was about to leave when she suddenly thought of something and said, "Our school is having a teacher's basketball game against the Polytechnic University. Do you want to come and watch?"
"Sure, send me the time and notify me. I'll go if I'm free," Wan Yunting replied with a smile.
"Alright, I'm leaving then."
Jiang Peipei waved and left happily.
Wan Yunting smiled. Seeing that it was exactly noon, Su Ke'er, as punctual as ever, brought him lunch.
Now that they had confirmed their relationship, the two were even more affectionate. Even having lunch together was a display of public affection, so sweet it made the three young doctors and Sister Yan feel like their teeth were falling out...
Yuexiu District, Gu Mansion.
Gu Luotang, who had just returned from her own medical clinic, was sitting in her study chair. Dressed in a blue ancient-style long dress, she sat elegantly on an old wooden chair, her back straight, like a young lady from a prominent family, with a quiet and captivating temperament.
However, her slender jade hand was holding a piece of Xuan paper used for writing prescriptions. Looking at the bold yet restrained thin gold script calligraphy on it, Gu Luotang's eyes were filled with admiration.
She then carefully put down the prescription and picked up her phone to open WeChat. The first chat displayed was with Wan Yunting. Upon opening it, she saw that their conversation history was still there, but as of today, Wan Yunting had not sent her any more messages.
At the same time, Gu Luotang had also not proactively messaged him.
It wasn't that she didn't want to initiate contact, but Gu Luotang was a reserved woman, so she felt too shy to send messages first...