In the male specialist's office at Hangzhou City Central Hospital.
"Young Master Jiang, yours is a case of nervous functional loss. The cause is clear: external force led to neural dysfunction."
"What on earth do you mean? Speak in a way I can understand!" Jiang Shaolong asked the expert doctor, his face ashen.
"To put it bluntly," the attending physician said with a wry smile, "your corresponding sensory nerves were violently impacted and damaged. It's the same principle as paralysis, and it's difficult to recover."
"You can't cure it?"
Jiang Shaolong's eyes seemed ready to spew fire.
Just yesterday, he had received good news from his father. Upon returning home, he had doted on Su Yingxia, soothing her.
But unfortunately, the crucial area for a man remained unresponsive. He had no choice but to come to the hospital for a check-up.
He never expected such a result. He had thought it would eventually recover with time, but now it was completely dysfunctional, akin to necrosis.
The culprit behind all this was Chen Fan. Those kicks Chen Fan had delivered to him at Shengshi Group had robbed him of his manhood. How could he not hate Chen Fan to the bone?
The attending physician looked at Jiang Shaolong with sympathy and nodded silently.
Jiang Shaolong felt like exploding, wishing he could kill the doctor right there. However, he still retained some reason, and he couldn't say he was completely unprepared for such an outcome.
"If anyone finds out about my condition, I'll kill you!" Jiang Shaolong vented his anger on the doctor, speaking fiercely.
The doctor felt displeased. "Our hospital has a strict confidentiality policy."
"Hmph!" Jiang Shaolong got up and slammed the door shut as he left.
Outside the hospital, his hatred for Chen Fan could no longer be contained.
"Chen Fan, if I don't kill you, how can I quell this hatred in my heart?" Jiang Shaolong got into his car viciously, started the engine, and pondered how to get rid of Chen Fan.
First, a direct approach had proven futile. He had paid three million to Longhumen to take action, and Chen Fan was still alive and kicking. Longhumen, on the other hand, was now in ruins.
On this point, even though he hated Chen Fan to the core, Jiang Shaolong had to admit that the guy had a certain evil aura. Anyone who crossed him seemed to encounter dire misfortune, like the Su family, and himself. The worst off was Longhumen, who took the money but ended up destroying themselves, and it wasn't even directly related to Chen Fan. They had reportedly accidentally offended a major underworld figure, Jiang Tiansheng. Furthermore, Chen Fan's connection with the mysterious wealthy individual at Villa No. 1 was unclear.
"I can only get rid of that guy in secret." His first instinct was to hire an assassin, but considering Chen Fan's combat prowess and the lingering fear from Longhumen's failure, Jiang Shaolong felt uneasy. After all, if Longhumen had offended Jiang Tiansheng, and he was implicated, the Jiang family would also face trouble.
"Damn it, I don't believe there's no way!" He started the car and drove away from the hospital. After several miles, Jiang Shaolong actually thought of a method: poison!
He took out his phone and made a call. After hanging up, he revealed a cold smile. A colorless and odorless deadly poison, three milliliters of which were enough to send someone to their demise.
"It's too quick for him to die; that would be too easy!"
...
Chen Fan walked slowly along the street. Then, a phone call came.
"Mr. Chen, one of our subsidiary clothing companies received a resume. It's from Miss Su!" The call was from Jiang Tiansheng. The Miss Su he mentioned was, of course, Su Yingxue. Chen Fan had asked Jiang Tiansheng to look for Su Yingxue earlier, so Jiang Tiansheng paid particular attention to her name.
"Is that so?" Chen Fan came back to his senses and replied.
"Mr. Chen, what do you think? Should we arrange for Miss Su to be an assistant manager? It's just a not-so-important clothing company anyway."
"No need," Chen Fan pondered for a moment and said, "Handle it by the book. Whatever position a newcomer is assigned, that's the position they should get." He hung up the phone. He let out a self-deprecating laugh again, calming the turmoil in his heart, and then hailed a taxi, heading directly back to Xiangshan Tanfu.
On the other end of the line, Jiang Tiansheng respectfully put down his phone. The manager of his subsidiary company was waiting for his instructions.
"Alright, arrange for Miss Su to be an assistant designer. Find a good designer to mentor her." Although Chen Fan said otherwise, Jiang Tiansheng still felt he should provide some subtle assistance.
"Understood, Mr. Jiang!" The manager on the other end understood Jiang Tiansheng's intentions immediately.
...
Chen Fan returned to Villa No. 1. As soon as he got out of the car, he saw Wang Tingting leaning against the doorway.
"Oh, you still have the nerve to come back?" Wang Tingting said sarcastically, glancing at Chen Fan. Chen Fan ignored her and walked past her into the house.
"Chen Fan, you've got some nerve!" Wang Tingting grabbed Chen Fan's collar and said in a low voice, "If you dare bully A'Xue again, see if I don't beat you."
"Let go!" Chen Fan said calmly. His gaze was indifferent, radiating a cold aura. Wang Tingting felt a pressure and involuntarily loosened her grip, but she still felt a bit embarrassed. "You guy, don't think just because A'Xue and I are living here, we have to tolerate you. If we're unhappy, we won't stay!"
Chen Fan walked towards the living room.
"Wait a minute, look at the things on the shoe cabinet." Wang Tingting called out to Chen Fan again, indignantly. Chen Fan looked towards the shoe cabinet. A delicate bag was placed there.
"What is it?"
"A'Xue bought it for you as a thank-you gift for taking her and her aunt in." Wang Tingting said disdainfully, "If you ask me, why buy a gift for a scumbag like you? Not beating you up is already being merciful."
Chen Fan ignored Wang Tingting's words, opened the bag, and found a men's leather belt inside a box. His eyes flickered for a moment, and then Chen Fan smiled. He knew that Su Yingxue giving this gift was a pure expression of gratitude, with no other intentions. But still, he felt a warmth in his heart. The belt's price was no more than two hundred yuan, but he immediately replaced the expensive belt he was wearing, worth tens of thousands, with this one.
"Such a show-off!" Wang Tingting rolled her eyes and spat. Chen Fan walked into the living room. Su Yingxue was watching TV with her mother. Seeing Chen Fan enter, Su Yingxue immediately averted her gaze, her face distant, and remained silent. She didn't mention the gift at all. Her asking Wang Tingting to deliver it herself already explained a lot. However, Li Xiuying greeted Chen Fan warmly.
As Chen Fan was talking to Li Xiuying, Su Yingxue's phone rang.
"Mm, hello, yes, I will definitely be there for the interview on time tomorrow. Thank you, thank you!" After this call, Su Yingxue smiled.
"A'Xue, were you notified for an interview?" Wang Tingting asked.
"Yes!" Su Yingxue couldn't hide her excitement, but as soon as her gaze met Chen Fan's, she quickly looked away and said, "It's a bit strange. I originally applied for an inspector position, but they're asking me to interview for an assistant designer!"
"What's strange about that? Your major is relevant, and your ability is not bad. They must see your talent!" Wang Tingting said as if it were obvious. Chen Fan was slightly stunned, and then he realized that Jiang Tiansheng had likely made some arrangements.