"You're talking about Wan Yunting, the doctor from the Southern Traditional Chinese Medicine department, right?"
However, Dr. Chen looked at them and said to Guo Kainen, "Actually, his muscle spasms have a miraculous effect with traditional Chinese acupuncture. I just heard that Dr. Wan specializes in treating this kind of condition. Why don't you go see him?"
"What, you want me to go see him?"
Guo Kainen was furious. He suspected Wan Yunting had done something to him, and now this doctor was telling him to see him. What was that supposed to mean?
"Shut up!"
Guo Liang shot Guo Kainen a fierce glare and snorted, "Do you know that Fang Shoushan, the chairman of the Fang Corporation, has a Grade 1 disability in both legs? It was Wan Yunting who cured him. Don't you want to stand on your own two feet again?"
"But Dad, it was that kid who harmed my legs," Guo Kainen said angrily.
"Hmph, I know exactly what you've been up to."
Guo Liang glared. He actually knew about Wan Yunting visiting Guo Kainen at the company that afternoon and had even reviewed the security camera footage. He only saw Wan Yunting pat his son's right shoulder as he left, and nothing else.
"He's a doctor; what's strange about him noticing you're unwell?"
Guo Liang glared. He actually strongly opposed his son associating with Han Yuze and his gang.
Although the Han family was a prominent and influential family in Huadu, Guo Liang knew what kind of person Han Yuze was in private. He had warned Guo Kainen multiple times not to associate with Han Yuze and them. But the scoundrel never listened, going out every night to eat, drink, and chase girls. Now, look what trouble he'd gotten himself into.
"Alright, Young Master Han. I've got Kainen's situation handled, so you don't need to trouble yourselves," Guo Liang said as he turned to Han Yuze and the others.
"Fine, we'll be going then."
Han Yuze nodded, exchanged a greeting with Guo Kainen, and then turned to leave the hospital.
"Could it really just be a coincidence?"
Back in the car, Han Yuze frowned. He recalled the message Guo Kainen had relayed to him from Wan Yunting at noon. Could that kid really have some great ability that could threaten him?
For a moment, Han Yuze felt a strange sensation. It seemed he needed to investigate Wan Yunting again!
Hongcheng Garden.
"Teacher, am I doing this right?"
After dinner, Wan Yunting and Kang Nuolan were practicing in the indoor gym.
"Yes, just like that."
Watching Kang Nuolan in her cross-legged meditation posture, and seeing how natural her breathing techniques were, Wan Yunting realized the girl had been putting in a lot of effort recently.
"Remember the internal martial arts technique I just taught you. You must practice it every day."
Wan Yunting took on his teacher role and said, "Also, the best times for meditation and qi cultivation are six in the morning and seven in the evening. So, you need to practice more. With your current talent and hard work, I believe you'll reach the early stage of An Jin soon."
"Okay, thank you, Teacher," Kang Nuolan nodded.
Wan Yunting checked the time; it was already ten at night. He had contacted Hou Bing earlier, arranging to meet for drinks and a chat at ten-thirty. He then said to Kang Nuolan, "Then you practice well. I need to go back."
"Wait..."
Kang Nuolan immediately stood up. Wan Yunting turned back and asked, "Is there anything else?"
Kang Nuolan walked over, her head slightly bowed, appearing hesitant to speak. Wan Yunting looked at her curiously, "If you have something to say, say it."
"It's nothing. I'll walk you out."
Finally, Kang Nuolan looked up at him briefly. However, Wan Yunting still noticed her delicate face flushing red. He couldn't figure out what she was thinking; it was all rather strange.
Watching him drive away, Kang Nuolan stood at the door. Only after Wan Yunting's taillights disappeared down the road did she quietly return to the gym to continue her practice.
However, in her heart, she still remembered the condition Wan Yunting had set when he took her as a student: no matter what he asked, she had to fulfill it!
Clearly, Wan Yunting had forgotten about it for now, as he was driving towards Wuhu Group. Hou Bing had already finished his shift and changed into casual clothes to leave the company. His phone rang. Hou Bing took it out, saw it was Wan Manyu, and answered gently, "What is it?"
"Are you coming over tonight?"
Wan Manyu, who was at home, had just put Wan'er to sleep. She sat alone in the living room on the second floor, her eyes darting around nervously. The living room lights were very bright, leaving no dark corners. She said fearfully, "I'm scared..."
"Don't be scared. I'll come to be with you after I see Yunting," Hou Bing said.
"Yunting!"
Hearing about her third brother, Wan Manyu's heart suddenly fluttered with panic. "Does Yunting know?"
Hou Bing quickly said, "No, don't overthink it. Yunting is probably just coming to have drinks and chat with me. He won't know."
"Then you be careful. Yunting is very smart. He's looking for you at this time, it's definitely about us," Wan Manyu said nervously.
"Okay, I'll be careful."
Hou Bing nodded. Just then, he saw a silver car approaching and knew it was Wan Yunting. He quickly comforted Wan Manyu with a few more words and hung up.
"Brother Bing."
Wan Yunting got out of the car and waved at him. Hou Bing put away his phone and went to meet him, smiling, "Let's go. There's a nice quiet bar next door. We can have a few drinks and chat."
"Okay, you arrange it. I'll pay."
Wan Yunting put his arm around Hou Bing's shoulder, smiling, and they walked towards a quiet bar not far away.
The two found a table, ordered a dozen bottles of fine beer and some snacks, and listened to the live singer in the bar. Hou Bing smiled, "I remember you used to like singing a lot."
"Yes."
Wan Yunting nodded with a smile and said, "Back in college, I even participated in the university music gala. I was really good at singing."
"That's great. How about going up and singing a couple of songs?" Hou Bing teased with a smile.
"No, no, no. It's been so many years since I sang. I've forgotten everything. It's better not to go up and embarrass myself."
Wan Yunting waved his hand, picked up the wine bottle, and clinked it with Hou Bing's. They drank and chatted about other topics. Finally, Wan Yunting changed the subject, "Brother Bing, you must know about the disappearance of my eldest sister's husband, Cheng Kai, right?"
"Yes, I know. The news has been reporting a missing person notice."
Hou Bing nodded, eating a snack, and looked up at Wan Yunting. "They still haven't found him?"
"Not yet."
Wan Yunting shook his head, took out a cigarette and offered it to him, then lit one himself and took a puff. He then looked at Hou Bing and smiled, "Are you still in contact with my eldest sister?"
"Yes."
Hou Bing nodded, lit a cigarette and took a puff. His gaze met Wan Yunting's naturally, and he smiled, "I can't forget about her, so I often go to see her when Cheng Kai is not around. After all, as you know, your eldest sister hasn't had an easy life since marrying Cheng Kai."
"I know."
Wan Yunting understood his meaning. He picked up the wine bottle and smiled, "Brother Bing, I'll toast you. Thank you for always taking care of my sister."
Hou Bing also picked up his wine bottle and clinked it with Wan Yunting's, smiling, "You're being too formal. Taking care of your sister is what I should do."
Wan Yunting smiled, took a sip of wine, and put down the bottle, taking another puff of his cigarette. He sighed, "If only you had married my sister back then, that would have been great."
This topic seemed to touch upon Hou Bing's scar. He became dispirited and silent. Wan Yunting quickly apologized, "Sorry, Brother Bing..."
"It's okay."
Hou Bing waved his hand, looked up at Wan Yunting, took a puff of his cigarette, and smiled, "We can only say that your sister and I had fate but no connection, destined not to be together. But it's also good this way!"
Wan Yunting nodded and changed the subject with a smile, "But you should find someone too. Uncle Hou was complaining to me this afternoon, saying you're still single and not looking for a wife."
"Sigh."
Hou Bing smiled and said, "It's all about fate. I can't just go to the street and pull anyone to marry."
"Then make a move."
Wan Yunting immediately pointed behind them at two attractive young women. He teased, "Those two beauties behind you look good. How about you go and get their WeChat and give it a try."
"Enough with you. Stop teasing me. Let's drink."
Hou Bing gave him a sideways glance, picked up his wine bottle, clinked it, and they continued to drink and chat.