I am a master of both medicine and martial arts; after my release from prison, I will dominate the w

Chu Yang stood still, squinting as he looked at Murong Lan.

"You keep calling me 'trash' and 'having been to jail,' and you even say I'm not worthy to carry your shoes?"

"Am I wrong?" Murong Lan asked with a playful smirk.

Chu Yang nodded. "Alright! Let's make a bet, shall we?"

Murong Lan chuckled. "Oh? I'd like to hear the details."

Chu Yang calmly said, "If Li Delin is helpless, and I can improve Miss Lü's condition, I want that sports car in front of your house, and I also want you to apologize to Fei Fei in public."

Murong Lan's expression hardened for a moment, but she quickly smiled and nodded.

"Looks like you've got some tricks up your sleeve, trying to save face before you leave. But no one has ever been able to 'outsmart' me!"

A confident smile played on her lips. "Don't you really enjoy doing perverted things like 'stalking' and 'voyeurism'? If you lose, you'll lick my shoes clean."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the bodyguards in the main hall couldn't help but look at Murong Lan's exquisite feet in her strappy high heels. They felt that this was a reward, and even wished that it could be them.

Chu Yang smiled calmly, "It's a deal!"

Murong Lan bowed slightly to Lü Wenguang.

"Your Excellency, I was a bit presumptuous just now and made the decision on my own. I hope you won't take offense."

Lu Wenguang harbored a great deal of prejudice against Chu Yang.

Moreover, Li Delin went in to treat the patient first, leaving Chu Yang no chance whatsoever.

It's no problem to give this favor.

When Lü Wenguang took Li Delin and Murong Lan to the backyard, Lü Yaozu gave instructions to the bodyguards guarding the courtyard.

"Keep an eye on that man, don't let him get away!"

Liu Fangfei hadn't expected things to develop this way, and she frowned as she asked:

"Brother Yang, how do you know Li Delin can't cure Lü Sisi? Is his medical skill really that bad?"

Chu Yang smiled and countered, "Do you really dislike Murong Lan?"

"She's been putting pressure on our family company lately. She has a very powerful background; in terms of strength, my family is no match for her. I now suspect she's trying to harm both my family and your wife's family."

Chu Yang frowned slightly and asked, "How do you know she has designs on the Su family?"

Liu Fangfei shook her head and said, "I've never heard of this before! I only thought about what happened at Wan Ning's house last night. I had heard rumors before that the woman had an ambiguous relationship with the Green Dragon Society. I've never heard of Han Feng pursuing Wan Ning before, so I think there's definitely more to this than meets the eye. Wan Ning thinks the same way I do."

Chu Yang smiled and thought that Liu Fangfei not only had high emotional intelligence, but also high IQ.

"Fine, since none of you like this woman, I'll help you deal with her."

"Are you serious?" Liu Fangfei's face lit up with joy, but then worry returned. "I know you're a great fighter, and I know your medical skills are definitely excellent. But... business isn't that simple. A vast financial chain and a strong network of connections are key to success."

Chu Yang casually shrugged, "What's so difficult about that? It's just throwing money at it, right?"

Liu Fangfei quickly said, "This isn't a matter of tens of millions or hundreds of millions; it can easily amount to tens or hundreds of billions, and sometimes that might not even be enough."

Chu Yang smiled knowingly.

The lives of those incredibly wealthy "tycoons" in the country are entirely in his hands.

Not to mention the few "big shots" and "oligarchs" from abroad who fled to China seeking asylum.

He has top-tier funds and connections, but he probably wouldn't need to use even 30% of his strength to deal with someone like Murong Lan.

Liu Fangfei, who was good at reading people's expressions, felt her heart tremble.

She saw a kind of confidence in Chu Yang's eyes.

"Ah... Yang-ge, how many more surprises are you going to give me?"

Chu Yang smiled but did not answer, and pointed to Lü Yaozu, who walked out with a dark face.

"Look at that guy's furious face, isn't it funny?"

Liu Fangfei chuckled and lightly punched Chu Yang's chest with her fist. "Bad Yang, don't say that. He's the branch manager of the East China Sea branch of Daxia Bank. We'll have to be mindful of his attitude when we apply for loans in the future."

Lu Yaozu, panting heavily, pointed at Chu Yang with his finger.

"Kid, don't be arrogant! Doctor Li is giving you a chance!"

Chu Yang spread his hands: "Let him treat me, don't give me a chance."

"You!!! Fine! Doctor Li says he's powerless to help. Go in now, or if you can't cure him, I..."

Chu Yang lazily got up to interrupt him, "Lead the way!"

Feeling like he'd punched cotton, Lü Yaozu was incredibly frustrated.

Liu Fangfei suppressed a laugh and clung tightly to Chu Yang's arm.

Inside Lü Sisi's boudoir, Lü Wenguang looked dejected.

"Dr. Li, even with your medical skills, you can't cure him?"

Li Delin looked ashamed. "I'm so sorry. I've been practicing medicine for decades and have never seen Miss Lü's symptoms before. Miss Lü is severely deficient in qi and blood, but we can't find the cause. If we prescribe some qi-tonifying and blood-nourishing herbal decoctions indiscriminately, I'm afraid we'll harm Miss Lü."

Murong Lan had not expected this outcome, and a sense of panic arose inexplicably in her heart.

"Your Excellency, I am truly sorry."

Lu Wenguang waved his hand, "Never mind! I'll give that Chu Yang a little talking-to later, as a way of thanking you for bringing Doctor Li here."

"Oh, trying to put me in a bad light? Just because I said I could help your daughter improve?"

As Chu Yang's teasing voice rang out, he stepped into the boudoir.

Lu Wenguang was in a bad mood and didn't bother to hide his thoughts.

"If you can cure her, I will apologize to you. And I will definitely make Miss Murong keep her promise. But if you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chu Yang waved his hand dismissively, like shooing away a fly. "I hate being threatened more than anything in my life. If you dare utter another word, your daughter is dead!"

Lü Wenguang nodded slightly and said, "I was a little out of line just now. Please!"

Chu Yang stepped closer to the bed.

A girl who should have been seventeen or eighteen years old looked haggard, with a sallow complexion and very weak breathing; she had clearly fallen into a coma.

To everyone's surprise, Chu Yang neither took the pulse nor administered acupuncture.

He reached directly under the covers and placed his hand on the girl's lower abdomen.

"Stop!" Lu Yaozu shouted angrily.

Lu Wenguang also frowned, looking quite displeased.

Chu Yang glanced sideways at Lü Yaozu, "Why don't you treat him?"

"You!!! How can you treat a patient like this? You're clearly bullying my sister!"

Even Liu Fangfei felt a little embarrassed, and even suspected that Chu Yang was deliberately trying to humiliate the Lü family.

Chu Yang smiled and withdrew his hand, waving it in front of the Lü family father and son.

"If I 'bully' her for five minutes, I guarantee she'll be able to get out of bed right away. Now you decide whether or not you'll let me 'bully' her?"

Lu Yaozu resisted the urge to go up and beat up Chu Yang.

"My sister has been frail and sickly since childhood. She's been bedridden for half a month now, and she needs to sleep seventeen or eighteen hours a day. You didn't even do the traditional Chinese medicine diagnosis, yet you say you can get her out of bed?"

Chu Yang suddenly smiled happily and turned to look at Lü Wenguang.

"Old Lu, it seems your son wants to raise the bet! Do you agree?"