"That's enough. Please stop arguing," Yin Xi said quickly. "Since Young Master Jin doesn't trust me, I won't force the issue. After all, you sought me out. It won't be a loss for me to miss this one job. Goodbye."
Tang Ran, standing beside her, tightened his grip on the medicine box. He looked up at Yin Xi with admiration, feeling thoroughly satisfied. Their President Yin was a big shot; why would she care about their petty money?
As Yin Xi took a step, Jin Jingchen immediately grabbed her arm. "Yin Xi, wait a moment." He then took out his phone and looked at Jin Zhanhao. "I'll call the police now and let them decide how to handle this."
"Don't, Jingchen. This is our family matter. It would be so troublesome to involve the police," Zheng Rong said, her face immediately beaming. She played the peacemaker. "I invited Dr. Yin. Whether to let her treat the elder is for me to decide." She then glanced at her son. "Zhanhao, I've already paid the deposit, and Dr. Yin is already here. She's also Jingchen's friend, so naturally, you should let her examine your father first."
"Mom..." Jin Zhanhao frowned, looking at his mother. He couldn't understand why she was siding with an outsider this time. He had no idea what his mother was thinking. Zheng Rong was afraid of escalating the situation and exposing Jin Jingchen's background, which would be even more troublesome. For years, they had tried their best to keep this under wraps. The fewer people knew about Jin Jingchen, the illegitimate son, the better.
"Alright, stop talking," Zheng Rong signaled him with a look. Jin Zhanhao blinked his eyes, still not understanding. However, since his mother had spoken, he couldn't object. With a stomach full of annoyance, he walked slowly to Jin Jingchen and glanced at Yin Xi again. "What's your relationship with her? Why do you trust her so much?"
"She's my high school classmate. Of course, I trust her," Jin Jingchen replied frankly, meeting his gaze without reservation.
For some reason, hearing him say that, Jin Zhanhao's voice suddenly rose. "Fine. Since you trust her and defend her so much, if anything goes wrong during the treatment, you'll be responsible."
"No problem," Jin Jingchen answered without hesitation. After a long, cold look at him, Jin Zhanhao turned and quickly walked out of the hall.
Meng Qi's heart trembled. Yin Xi and the second young master of the Jin family were classmates? No wonder their relationship was so close. Last time, she had asked Bai Lin to investigate Jin Jingchen's background, but they hadn't found anything. So, he was the illegitimate son of the Jin family, and he probably didn't have this name before.
At that moment, Jin Jingchen led Yin Xi and Tang Ran towards the second floor. As their figures disappeared and the sound of a door closing came from upstairs, Jin Manshu retreated to Zheng Rong's side, frowning. "Mom, how could you agree to let that Dr. Yin stay? Seeing how friendly she and Jin Jingchen are makes me feel disgusted."
"You don't understand. 'Haste makes waste.' If we had really involved the police, it would have been of no benefit to us," Zheng Rong's pupils constricted, and a chilling expression appeared on her face.
At this point, Meng Qi realized that the three Jin family women all disliked Jin Jingchen, the illegitimate son. This was exactly what she wanted; she could use it to her advantage. "Aunt Zheng, let's go upstairs too. I've never seen acupuncture performed before," Meng Qi said with a smile, taking Zheng Rong's arm.
"Mmm. I also want to see how skilled Dr. Yin's medical techniques are," Zheng Rong patted her hand.
Meng Qi exchanged a look with Bai Lin and reached out to her. Bai Lin immediately understood and stepped forward to support her as they walked upstairs.
The group arrived at Mr. Jin's bedroom and saw Yin Xi sitting by the bed, feeling his pulse. Jin Zhenting, hearing people enter, only looked at them with blank eyes, his expression devoid of any emotion, as if he didn't recognize any of the people in front of him.
After a moment, she slowly raised her head and looked at everyone. "Mr. Jin's pulse is disordered, with an imbalance of yin and yang. There is accumulated blood stasis within his body, which has caused his limbs to be paralyzed and his mind to be unclear. Through acupuncture, we can clear the qi and blood, regulate the meridians, and balance the yin and yang, so he can slowly recover."
Zheng Rong, hearing her speak so eloquently, quickly said with a smile, "Then we'll trouble Dr. Yin. How many sessions of acupuncture will it take?"