The five-and-a-half-year-old baby doctor comes to the city to cure those who refuse to listen.

Lin Jianguo, still holding Chu Chen's hand, was completely bewildered. He had only taken two steps when he was tripped by a cry.

"teacher!"

Dr. Liu disregarded any semblance of professional sportsmanship, crawled two steps on his knees, and grabbed Chu Chen's leg.

"Sir! Please take me in! I'll kowtow to you!"

His actions stunned all the servants in the backyard.

This is Liu Zhen, the face of Peking Union Medical College Hospital. He's usually so arrogant. What's wrong with him today?

Chu Chen looked down at the middle-aged man who was clinging to his leg and wrinkled his nose.

"Grandpa, he's so noisy."

Lin Jianguo's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly bent down to pull Liu Zhen up.

"Dr. Liu, what are you doing! Get up! What will people think if they see this!"

"Master Lin! You don't understand!" Liu Zhen raised his face, tears streaming down his face, his emotions running high. "Sir, your words have awakened me from my dream! I've wasted half my life! If I can't become your disciple today, I'll kneel here and die!"

These words were spoken with absolute certainty.

Lin Jianguo was caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to pull or not, and was sweating profusely with anxiety.

Just then, a steady footstep sounded from the courtyard gate.

Lieutenant Colonel Li Weiguo, who had just left, has returned.

He was followed by two guards, but this time, they were not carrying guns; instead, they were carrying a huge wooden crate painted red.

With a loud "clang".

The box was placed steadily in the center of the yard, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Liu Zhen's wailing stopped abruptly.

Everyone's attention was drawn to the large box.

Li Weiguo remained expressionless and gave Lin Jianguo a military salute.

"Mr. Lin, I've come to deliver a gift of gratitude on the orders of Commander Zhou."

A thank-you gift?

Lin Jianguo stared at the box, which was bigger than an octagonal table, his eyelids twitching.

Why would a thank-you gift need to be packed in such a big box?

Before he could react, Li Weiguo waved his hand, and four more guards walked in from outside, two in a group, carrying in two identical mahogany boxes.

Three large boxes were placed side by side in the yard, like three small mountains, making it hard to breathe.

Lin Jianguo's calves felt a little weak.

He'd traveled all over the country and seen all sorts of big scenes in his life, but he was genuinely a little flustered by what he saw today.

"Li... Staff Officer Li, this... this is unacceptable! Saving lives and healing the wounded is a doctor's duty; how can you accept such an lavish gift!"

Li Weiguo seemed not to hear, walked straight to the first box, and lifted the heavy lid.

hum!

An indescribably rich medicinal aroma, mixed with a domineering ginseng scent, exploded instantly, filling the entire courtyard.

Inside the box, there was a bright yellow silk lining.

On the silk, a century-old wild ginseng with intact roots and a shape resembling a human figure lay quietly.

Besides this ginseng king, there were also boxes of snow lotus, lingzhi, cordyceps... all top-grade medicinal materials that are hard to find on the market.

"hiss--"

A collective gasp filled the courtyard.

Liu Zhen, kneeling on the ground, stared wide-eyed.

He was a discerning person; the value of this box of medicinal herbs was probably enough to buy half of Jishetang.

Lin Jianguo's throat went dry, and he was about to speak.

Li Weiguo had already walked to the second box and opened the lid again.

This time there was no medicinal fragrance, nor any glittering jewels.

Inside the box was only a thin booklet tied with a red string.

Li Weiguo took out the booklet and handed it to Lin Jianguo.

"Mr. Lin, this is a small token of Mr. Zhou's appreciation. It's a three-courtyard siheyuan (traditional courtyard house) left behind by a prince of the previous dynasty, located within the Second Ring Road of Beijing. You are welcome to stay there anytime."

Lin Jianguo's head buzzed, and he almost lost his balance.

Siheyuan!

A three-courtyard siheyuan (traditional courtyard house) located within Beijing's Second Ring Road!

In 1993, what did this mean? It wasn't just about money; it was about status, about face, about unimaginable wealth that ordinary people wouldn't even dare to dream of!

His hands trembled so badly he kept backing away.

"No! No! I absolutely cannot accept this! It's too valuable! I can't accept it!"

Li Weiguo remained silent and walked to the third box.

He took a deep breath and solemnly opened the last box with both hands.

There was nothing in the box except a long, narrow object wrapped in red cloth.

Li Weiguo carefully picked it up and then gave it a sudden shake.

The red cloth slipped off.

A huge plaque made of Phoebe zhennan wood appeared before everyone.

The plaque is engraved with four large characters in a vigorous and elegant style.

A peerless hero!

The signature was three bold, legible names: Zhou Fengxian.

It was written by Chief Zhou himself!

The moment the plaque appeared, the entire courtyard fell silent.

If medicinal herbs represent wealth, and courtyard houses represent status, then this plaque, personally inscribed by Chief Zhou, is a talisman! A talisman that allows one to walk with impunity throughout the entire capital!

"Thump!"

Lin Jianguo could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground, his face ashen.

It’s over.

This isn't a thank-you gift, it's a death sentence!

Once they accept this, the Lin family will be tied to the Zhou family's ship. If a wave comes crashing down on them, they will be shattered to pieces.

"Officer Li! Please! Take the things back! Our Lin family is just a small family, we really can't afford this!" Lin Jianguo's voice was trembling with tears.

Grandpa.

A childish voice broke the heavy atmosphere.

Chu Chen walked out from behind Lin Jianguo and patted his arm.

He walked up to the three large boxes, stood on tiptoe, and looked at them one by one. Then he waved his little hand, like a landlord inspecting his own property.

"Take it."

He then turned to look at Li Weiguo and added confidently.

"I want them all."

Everyone was stunned by these words.

Li Weiguo was also taken aback, then a smile appeared on his face.

"Since Mr. Chu has spoken, then it's settled."

He cupped his hands in a respectful gesture to Lin Jianguo, saying, "Mr. Lin, you see, Mr. Chu has already agreed. If you don't accept it, you're not giving face to Mr. Zhou, and you're also not giving face to Mr. Chu."

Lin Jianguo stared at this and that, unable to utter a single word.

Chu Chen ignored the adults' dilemma.

He walked up to the box of medicinal herbs and sniffed inside with his little nose.

Then, he reached out his little hand and precisely pulled out a high-quality old ginseng from a pile of precious medicinal herbs.

He presented the ginseng to Lin Jianguo.

"Grandpa, this is for you."

Chu Chen tilted his little face up and said in a serious tone.

"You were so angry with that bad guy yesterday that your face turned pale. Here's something to help you recover, otherwise how will you fight bad guys in the future?"

Children speak without restraint, yet every word they utter pierces the heart.

Looking at the old ginseng in his hand, and then at the tender little face in front of him, Lin Jianguo's eyes welled up with tears.

He pulled Chu Chen into his arms, his voice choked with emotion.

"Good...good grandson...Grandpa will listen to you! I'll listen to everything you say!"

In the shadows of a corner of the yard.

Lin Fu, who was being held up by two servants and was about to beg for mercy, witnessed the whole scene.

When he saw the century-old ginseng king in the box, his eyes reddened.

When he heard the deed for the three-courtyard house, his breath caught in his throat.

When he saw the plaque that read "Unparalleled Hero of the Nation," he felt as if blood was stuck in his chest and his internal organs were on fire.

Why should I?!

Why should I?!

This immense wealth should have been his!

It belongs to Lin Fu!

Now, all of it has been stolen by this little bastard who appeared out of nowhere!

He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh, and blood dripped down between his fingers, but he felt no pain at all.

His face was contorted with muscles, and his venomous gaze was like two poisonous snakes, tightly coiled around the child held in Lin Jianguo's arms.

The courtyard was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

Lin Jianguo wiped away his tears and finally accepted this "hot potato" of wealth.

He directed several terrified men to frantically prepare to carry the boxes into the warehouse.

Liu Zhen, who was kneeling on the ground, finally found an opportunity and hugged Chu Chen's leg again.

"Sir! Now that you've accepted this gift, shouldn't you accept me as well?"

Chu Chen was so bothered by him that she couldn't help but look down at him.

"Want to become an apprentice?"

"Yes! I dream about it!" Liu Zhen nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

Chu Chen held up one finger.

"First, go and bring me one of those computed tomography (CT) machines from your Western Hospital."

He paused, then added.

"Also, you should return my grandfather's things."

Chu Chen pointed to the ancient medical book he was carrying in his arms.