The next morning, a Porsche Cayenne stopped steadily in front of Qin Hui's traditional Chinese medicine clinic.
The car door opened, and a pair of fair, slender, beautiful legs stepped out. The silver high heels paired with the gossamer-thin black silk stockings created a subtle visual allure.
The woman was wearing a black professional mini-skirt, which accentuated her curvaceous figure to perfection. Especially her face, an oval shape of stunning beauty, showcased a peerless countenance.
It had to be said that this woman's figure and looks were comparable to Chen Jiaxue's, but what set her apart was her transcendent aura and naturally aloof eyes, like a cold iceberg that would send a chill down one's spine upon approach.
Looking at the woman's exquisite beauty, it was as if God himself had meticulously sculpted her, like a perfect work of art.
However, even the most beautiful women have imperfections. At this moment, a hint of sadness flickered in Jiang Yanxi's eyes.
Yesterday, the doctors had issued a critical illness notice for her father. If he couldn't be cured, her father might leave the mortal world forever.
"Mr. Qin, is this clinic's owner truly Divine Doctor Song's disciple?"
"Shall I knock on the door?"
The driver asked curiously. By rights, Divine Doctor Song was a renowned figure, and his disciples should be equally accomplished. At the very least, they wouldn't be opening a shabby clinic on the outskirts of the city.
"Never mind, I'll knock."
To show respect, Jiang Yanxi walked to the clinic door herself and knocked.
Qin Hui, roused from his sleep, was momentarily dazed. Someone was coming for treatment so early in the morning?
Well, the patient was the most important.
Qin Hui quickly got out of bed and went to open the door.
Creak, the door was quickly opened by Qin Hui.
The moment the door opened, a peerlessly beautiful face fell into Qin Hui's eyes.
Qin Hui was stunned, involuntarily staring in a trance.
Beautiful, she was truly too beautiful.
This woman was around Qin Hui's age, perhaps twenty-three or twenty-four. But her figure, her face, her demeanor – it was simply incredible, truly exceptional.
Otherwise, Qin Hui wouldn't have been so stupefied.
Noticing the guy staring at her incessantly, Jiang Yanxi's brows furrowed slightly. It was the first time a man had dared to look at her so directly.
In the next moment, Jiang Yanxi labeled this guy as a scoundrel.
"Beautiful lady? Seeking treatment? Come in quickly and have a seat. To tell you the truth, my skills are top-notch. No matter what ailment you have, I can cure it."
"Oh, and what I'm best at is seeking children with a hefty reward. See that utility pole up ahead? I presume you found me through it."
Qin Hui boasted endlessly, showing no signs of stopping.
With such a breathtaking beauty before him, it would be a shame not to chat for a bit.
Upon hearing the words "seeking children with a hefty reward," Jiang Yanxi's eyes instantly turned icy cold, her brows knitting into a tight frown.
If it weren't for the fact that this person was supposedly Divine Doctor Song's disciple, she would have called someone to throw him into the river to feed the fish.
"Hey, beauty, why the frown?"
"You know, frowning means you're unhappy. How can you live joyfully when you're unhappy?"
"Come on, smile. You look better when you smile."
Qin Hui continued to expound on the grand principles of life, completely oblivious to the fact that the beautiful CEO beside him was on the verge of exploding.
The driver at the door, witnessing this, secretly broke out in a cold sweat. He thought, "This guy's really got guts, actually flirting with President Qin."
He knew that the last person who had flirted with President Qin was bitten by her dog and was still lying in the hospital.
"You are Qin Hui, Divine Doctor Song's disciple, right? My name is Jiang Yanxi, and Jiang Wanran is my father."
Jiang Yanxi spoke directly. She couldn't stand Qin Hui's rambling anymore, fearing she might genuinely lose control and throw him into the river to feed the fish.
As soon as Jiang Yanxi spoke, Qin Hui stopped his nonsense, and his gaze became somewhat serious.
Yesterday, the old Taoist priest had said someone would come seeking medical help. He hadn't expected them so soon.
Fine, considering the beauty's desperate plea… cough cough, considering the old Taoist priest's favor, Qin Hui decided he would go.
"Let's go. Since you're from the Jiang family, take me to see him."
Qin Hui said calmly.
Jiang Yanxi was taken aback, not expecting this guy to change his demeanor so quickly. But it didn't matter, as long as her father could be cured.
Soon, the two got into the Porsche Cayenne. The driver floored the accelerator, and the car sped through the streets.
Sitting in the car, Qin Hui's gaze swept over Jiang Yanxi's black-stockinged legs, and he breathed in the faint fragrance in the air.
Tsk tsk, truly a top-tier goddess, and she even had a faint natural scent.
Qin Hui enjoyed himself with contentment.
As if sensing Qin Hui's gaze, Jiang Yanxi turned her head, staring at Qin Hui with cold eyes.
She was beginning to regret inviting this fellow. Qin Hui looked far too young. Even as Divine Doctor Song's disciple, he should at least be in his forties or fifties.
"How does your medical skill compare to Divine Doctor Song's? My father has a chronic illness; ordinary medical skills cannot cure him."
Jiang Yanxi asked directly. If this guy's skills weren't up to par, she would quickly kick him out of the car, because Qin Hui's gaze was too unrestrained, making Jiang Yanxi feel as if he were a scoundrel.
"Barely, I'd say about ninety percent of my master's ability. Curing your father's illness is a piece of cake."
Qin Hui said with great confidence. The information about the illness had been conveyed to Qin Hui by the old Taoist priest yesterday, which was why Qin Hui dared to speak so boldly.
"I hope what you're saying is true, otherwise…"
Jiang Yanxi stared coldly at Qin Hui, her threat unmistakable.
After all, her father was the most important person to her, and she dared not gamble with his life.
"What's with that look? Do you not trust me?"
"How about we make a bet? If I can't cure your father's illness, you can do whatever you want with me. But if I do cure him, you'll obediently spend a night with me."
Qin Hui said magnanimously.
The driver in the front seat, hearing this, secretly muttered, "You want the President to spend a night with you?"
"Be careful she doesn't unleash her dog to bite you to death!"
"It's a deal!"
Jiang Yanxi gave a cold smile and looked out the window, no longer paying attention to Qin Hui.
Jiang Yanxi's reaction caught Qin Hui by surprise.
What?
She agreed?
Qin Hui suddenly felt as if a pie had fallen from the sky. He should have asked her to spend a few more nights with him.
Cough cough, one shouldn't be too greedy. Am I that kind of person, Qin Hui?
Seeing that Jiang Yanxi was no longer paying him any attention, Qin Hui felt a bit embarrassed to keep staring at her and thus turned his gaze out the window.
Qin Hui viewed beautiful women with an appreciative eye. As for anything more, Qin Hui dared not think too much.
There were some things Qin Hui could not and dared not bear.
Seeing Qin Hui's somewhat pensive gaze, Jiang Yanxi felt a little surprised, but she didn't dwell on it. Her father's illness was her primary concern.