"You..."
Lin Wei was speechless again, almost exploding with anger. She slammed her hand down on the office desk in front of her:
"Xu Jingyin, why do you keep mentioning Chen Xiao, that good-for-nothing who's only good-looking? Are you blind and have a crush on him?"
She truly couldn't understand why Xu Jingyin, who was far superior to her in looks, figure, and even demeanor, and was a beautiful 18-year-old, would stubbornly defend Chen Xiao.
"I..."
Xu Jingyin's bright and beautiful face instantly turned red. She subconsciously lowered her head, flustered as if caught red-handed by a thief, but her tone remained firm:
"Manager Lin, let's get back to the point. Either return the check and immediately call Dr. Chen to apologize, or provide evidence that Dr. Chen and I stole something. Don't expect me and Dr. Chen to bear false accusations!"
"What's the hurry? I've already called the finance department of the Ye family's parent company. Once the Mr. Wang who's in charge of my account finishes his meeting, I'll have enough evidence to send you and Chen Xiao to jail!"
Lin Wei's heavily made-up face was almost cracking with rage. She roared fiercely:
"But since you refuse to leave, then stay! However, I'm about to meet a major client. If the cooperation fails because of your presence, you'll be responsible for the consequences!"
With that, she eagerly took out her makeup mirror and other items to touch up her makeup.
"This..."
Xu Jingyin, already timid, was so frightened that she felt like she was sitting on pins and needles. She almost couldn't resist the urge to flee immediately. But thinking of Chen Xiao's innocence, she forced herself to persist. Then, she pouted and squeezed her old phone fiercely, secretly praying:
"Sigh! It's all this lousy phone's battery. It dies when it's most needed! I hope Dr. Chen won't have to come here personally because of me, or I'll definitely get scolded."
At the same time, Chen Xiao arrived at the sixth floor via the elevator.
Compared to the bustling and crowded first-floor lobby, the sixth floor was extremely quiet. Chen Xiao stood outside the elevator doors and looked out. The spacious corridor was silent, with not a soul in sight. It was understandable; most people go to the bank to withdraw or deposit money. Those who need to go upstairs for other business are rare. The sixth floor where Chen Xiao was now seemed to be the office area of the Wealth Bank's Juxian City branch. Besides bank employees, very few people could go upstairs.
However, just then, an old man, who looked to be around sixty, suddenly walked out of an office not far ahead. He was dressed in a suit but had white hair. As soon as he stepped out, he suddenly cried out "Ouch!" and fell. He instinctively clutched his chest, his face showing undeniable pain. Even though he tried to call for help, no sound came out. Clearly, he was in too much pain to speak.
Chen Xiao immediately recognized that the old man was suffering from a severe acute coronary syndrome. He could no longer worry about Xu Jingyin waiting for rescue. He rushed forward and, in a few swift movements, helped the old man back into the exceptionally spacious and luxurious office. He didn't even notice the "Branch Manager's Office" sign posted at the entrance, nor did he know that the old man was the manager of Juxian City Wealth Bank, Zhang Liuqian.
At this moment, Zhang Liuqian was enduring the torment of chest pain and tightness, making it difficult to breathe. He didn't care who the unfamiliar Chen Xiao was. After being helped onto the sofa by Chen Xiao, he frantically reached out towards his desk and, enduring the pain, managed to say with difficulty:
"Medicine... medicine... medicine..."
"Special pain relief medicine?"
Chen Xiao understood and quickly rushed to open the drawer to search. Embarrassingly, although there were more than a dozen medicine bottles in the drawer, all of them were imported special pain relief medicines for coronary heart disease, but they were all empty bottles.
But this was no obstacle for him. Noticing Zhang Liuqian's despair as he realized there was no spare medicine, Chen Xiao quickly took out the silver needles he carried and said comfortingly:
"Old sir, don't worry. My family's ancestral Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Longevity Needles have a miraculous effect in relieving pain, and I guarantee it's even better than those expensive imported medicines you've taken."
Coronary heart disease, full name coronary atherosclerotic heart disease. In terms of efficacy, Yin Yang Ghost Hand, which specializes in heart diseases, would be better, but it consumes too much energy. Chen Xiao wasn't sure about Xu Jingyin's situation and wouldn't rashly use it.
As he spoke, he didn't wait for Zhang Liuqian to react. He quickly exposed the chest for acupuncture. He was in a hurry, so his needling speed was very fast.
"..."
Zhang Liuqian, caught off guard by the silver needles flashing into his body, his eyes widened instantly. He instinctively wanted to struggle.
He had suffered from coronary heart disease for more than twenty years and had been deceived by traditional Chinese acupuncture more than once. It was bad enough to be cheated out of money, but he wasn't short of money. The problem was that traditional Chinese acupuncture hadn't cured him, and the pain from the acupuncture had left a deep scar in his heart.
However, before he could even struggle, he found that Chen Xiao's acupuncture wasn't painful at all. Instead, it was as effective as an immediate remedy, instantly and greatly relieving his pain. The effect was even more exaggerated than taking ten times the dose of imported special pain relief medicine. Shocked, his eyes widened even further. At this moment, he even felt like he was dreaming and exclaimed in disbelief:
"Little miracle doctor, your acupuncture is truly miraculous! Are you a celestial being?"
Chen Xiao was amused. His bad mood towards the entire Wealth Bank, stemming from Lin Wei, finally eased a little. He shook his head without thinking and said:
"No, no, no, I'm just an ordinary doctor at the Central Hospital."
As he spoke, he quickly inserted several more needles on Zhang Liuqian's chest.
Zhang Liuqian felt that his pain had been relieved by at least half, and he was even more shocked and reverent towards Chen Xiao. His tone suddenly became fearful:
"Dr. Chen... Dr. Chen, may I ask... may I ask why you are here at our bank?"
He was naturally fearful. People who come to the bank for business usually don't end up on the sixth floor. If they do, it's usually because they've encountered trouble.
Chen Xiao, with a clear conscience, didn't hide anything and got straight to the point:
"Old sir, is Lin Wei one of your bank's employees? She called and said I'm suspected of stealing a two-million-dollar check and is restricting my colleague's freedom. She asked me to come and explain!"
As he spoke, he finally finished inserting seventeen silver needles into Zhang Liuqian's chest. He turned to leave, saying without looking back:
"Old sir, you lie down for a while. The needles will naturally fall out after the acupuncture effect takes full hold, and I'll come back to retrieve them then..."
In just a moment, Zhang Liuqian felt that the pain had almost completely disappeared. He became even more reverent towards Chen Xiao and was completely shocked by Chen Xiao's words. He quickly flipped over and got up, nervously grabbing Chen Xiao's arm, and said in panic:
"Dr. Chen... Dr. Chen, there must be some misunderstanding. Please sit down for a moment. I... I'll handle it immediately. I will definitely... definitely give you a satisfactory answer."