Suddenly having her hand touched by a stranger, Song Yan instantly regretted letting Chen Xiao into the car.
Glancing warily at the Central Hospital name tag Chen Xiao was wearing, she quickly shook her head and denied, "Nothing of the sort, Doctor Chen, please be mindful of your conduct!"
Seeing Song Yan's firm tone, Chen Xiao couldn't help but doubt the authenticity of the inherited knowledge from his dream. Shamefaced, he quickly lowered his head, "Then... then perhaps my diagnosis was mistaken. I apologize."
"Mm."
Song Yan's expression remained cold, her wariness of Chen Xiao undisguised. Yet, inwardly, she was shocked, "An intern doctor diagnosed a chronic condition that has troubled me for so long just by taking my pulse? This is too incredible!"
Distracted, with a dull thud, her car, just starting, suddenly plunged into a pothole being repaired. Although she escaped without serious harm, the immense jolt made her heart race, and she also sprained her ankle.
Gritting her teeth against the sharp pain in her ankle, she forced the car to stop on the emergency lane, "Doctor Chen, I've sprained my ankle and can't continue driving. But rest assured, I will take responsibility for you. I'll call to arrange a car to take you to the hospital for a check-up..."
Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly felt waves of dizziness, her head feeling heavy and her feet light. She quickly covered her forehead and sighed in distress, "Oh! I have been feeling unwell lately. Do you know what's wrong?"
Chen Xiao felt some self-doubt and hesitated to speak too definitively, "Shall I examine your sprain first?"
Intent on testing Chen Xiao's medical skills, Song Yan only hesitated for a moment before gritting her teeth and taking off her exquisite high-heeled shoe. Then, covering her skirt, she shyly placed her leg on Chen Xiao's lap, "Thank you, Doctor Chen."
In such close proximity to Song Yan's flawless, beautiful leg, Chen Xiao couldn't help but feel a little nervous. But eager to test the authenticity of the inherited knowledge from his dream, he quickly calmed his mind and began to massage Song Yan's leg, thinking, "A sprained ankle, also known as an ankle sprain, even the mildest requires at least a day or two to recover. If the wordless golden scripture's 'Pure Bone Setting Technique' truly works within minutes, then I've struck gold!"
Seeing Chen Xiao using both hands to cup her swollen ankle and begin massaging it, Song Yan felt both shy and timid, and quickly tried to pull away, "Doctor Chen, please be gentle..." But before she could finish, she distinctly felt Chen Xiao's massage instantly alleviate her pain. She instinctively changed her words, "Harder... harder! Use more force..." In less than two minutes, when Chen Xiao stopped, her ankle sprain was completely healed. She couldn't help but exclaim in disbelief, "Doctor Chen, your massage technique is truly miraculous!"
Chen Xiao became even more certain that his dream encounter was real and was eager to proceed, "According to my diagnosis, you suffer from a very rare heart condition. If left untreated, your life could be in danger at any time."
Song Yan's face turned pale with fright, "Doctor Chen, are you confident you can cure it?"
Chen Xiao very cautiously took Song Yan's pulse again and examined her from head to toe, his gaze finally settling on Song Yan's chest. With a troubled expression, he said, "If... if you are willing to undergo massage, I am absolutely confident I can alleviate your condition within half an hour and achieve complete recovery within seven days."
Her pretty face changed slightly, and Song Yan instinctively covered her chest with both hands, repeatedly shaking her head and politely refusing, "I... I'm in a hurry to visit my critically ill grandfather at the hospital. Perhaps... perhaps another time." Although Chen Xiao's displayed medical skills astonished her, she strongly suspected he was trying to take advantage of her at this moment.
"Alright." Chen Xiao didn't press the matter. After all, he came from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, and "doctors do not knock on doors" was an ancestral rule.
The rest of the journey was silent. After Song Yan drove out of the ring road and reached the city, he said, "Miss, there's no need to go to the hospital. I'll get off ahead. Thank you for the ride."
Song Yan was still a little worried, so she took out a purple-gold business card from her expensive handbag and handed it to Chen Xiao, "I will take full responsibility for you. If you feel any discomfort, you can call me anytime."
Seeing Song Yan's eagerness upon their first meeting, Chen Xiao thought of Li Bingxue, whom he had dated for nearly five years only to be ruthlessly betrayed. As he got out of the car, he couldn't help but take out his pen and notepad from his pocket and, inspired by the mysterious wordless golden scripture in his mind, he began to write profusely, "Your physical condition is very serious, and driving is extremely dangerous. I will give you a 'Clear Spirit Talisman.' It might save your life at a critical moment."
After watching Song Yan's luxury car drive away, he glanced at the purple-gold business card Song Yan had given him and was somewhat taken aback, "She's actually the daughter of the richest family in Juxian City, the Song family!"