Rumor has it that the young master has a hidden illness

Lin Lulu stood at the hospital entrance. Being unfamiliar with City A, she had no idea how to get to school from there.

I want to take a taxi.

However, it's impossible to hail a taxi during the morning rush hour.

She waved her hands until they almost broke, but still no car came.

Looking back at the hospital building, I couldn't help but wonder: What is that uncle doing right now?

Was he gentle and soft-spoken to that girl?

They are indeed a perfect match.

They were such a perfect match that it seemed no one could possibly get in.

She felt a gentle tap on her shoulder and looked back to see Yan Moshen's handsome face.

"Uncle?" she asked incredulously. "What are you doing here? Do you work at this hospital?"

Yan Moshen raised his eyebrows. "Why don't you think I'm here for a medical consultation?"

Lin Lulu: "You are a very skilled doctor yourself, why would you need someone else to treat you?"

"You!" Yan Moshen chuckled softly, then added, "I also have problems I can't handle!"

Lin Lulu smiled sheepishly and asked, "So, where are you feeling unwell?"

"I feel better anywhere now." His tone held a deeper meaning she couldn't understand. "And you? Where are you going? I'll take you."

"No need! I can just take a taxi myself!" she quickly refused. "Uncle, you go ahead and do your thing!"

"At this hour, you'll almost never find a car," Yan Moshen said. "Get in! My car is parked right there."

Lin Lulu was completely bewildered.

She thought he was just exchanging pleasantries.

After all, given their relationship, it seems they're not that close, are they?

"Really, you don't need to!"

"Are you worried I'll hurt you?" Yan Moshen asked. "Lulu, have you considered that there might be a misunderstanding between us?"

Misunderstand?

Lin Lulu blinked, unsure how to respond.

"Here." He pointed to a very obvious security camera and said to it, "I, Yan Moshen, am with Lin Lulu right now. If anything happens to her, I will take full responsibility."

He then looked at Lin Lulu and asked, "Do you believe me now? I just wanted to give you a ride, I don't need to use anything you owe me, do I?"

"I don't disbelieve," Lin Lulu whispered.

I checked the time; if I didn't go to school soon, I'd really be late.

So he followed Yan Moshen into the car.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Lin Lulu gripped the seatbelt tightly.

She wasn't afraid, she just felt a little uncomfortable.

The car drove smoothly forward, and Lin Lulu's heart was in her throat the whole time. She was highly focused and dared not slack off for a moment.

Yan Moshen lowered his eyes and saw her nervous appearance. A deep hurt flashed in his gentle eyes.

He broke the awkward silence by asking, "Are you settling in well here? Do you miss home?"

"It's alright!" Lin Lulu shrugged. "At first, I wasn't used to it, but after starting university, I realized it's something I have to adapt to. Because if I followed the normal procedure, I would definitely have to leave them after I got into university."

For some reason, Yan Moshen could hear gratitude towards Jing Sichen in her words.

"Once I catch up with my studies, I can go home to visit him sometime this weekend," Yan Moshen said. "Will he have time to go back with you?"

Lin Lulu: Him?

You mean the middle-aged man, right?

"Maybe," she replied uncertainly. "Anyway, I'm not a three-year-old anymore; I can go back by myself."

"I can keep you company," he offered.

Meeting her puzzled look, he continued, "There's a hot pot restaurant near your house that's pretty good. I'm kind of craving it."

"A hot pot restaurant?" Lin Lulu's eyes lit up. "Is it 'Lao Bang Da' hot pot restaurant?"

"Mmm," Yan Moshen replied, "the one you like best."

"How did you know..." Lin Lulu paused halfway through her question.

She noticed it last time.

Yan Moshen seemed to know her very well.

"Hey." He magically produced a paper bag from the back seat of the car. "It was air-freighted over. It's still warm, and it should still have that fragrant and soft taste."

"Uncle!" Lin Lulu's eyes lit up. "Sugar-coated glutinous rice cakes! This is from my usual place! Air-freighted? Just for...this?"

She was so surprised that her mouth dropped open.

Is this how rich people play?

As a prominent Mrs. Jing, she was a wealthy woman in her own right. Although she knew that her family's wealth was actually less than paper, her reputation preceded her, and she never imagined that flaunting her wealth could go to such an extent.

She really drags the rich down.

After the initial shock, she quickly understood Yan Moshen's intention.

"Uncle," she said calmly, "is it because of Lin Ao'ao? Are you worried I'll retaliate against her, so you're doing all this? Actually, you don't need to do this. She and I..."

"It's not because of her," he interrupted her promptly.

"Um?"

"Eat up," he sighed. "It'll get cold if you don't eat it now."

Lin Lulu glanced at Yan Moshen, then at the sugar-coated glutinous rice cake in her hand, and a faint sadness welled up in her heart.

After finishing a piece of sugar-coated fried dough, the car arrived at the school gate.

"Uncle, thank you," Lin Lulu said. "If it weren't for you, I would definitely be late today!"

I skipped class yesterday and was late today.

What exactly did she go through to get into this university after all that hard work?

"Lulu," he called out to her as she hurried along, "Jing Sichen can't protect you all the time. Don't let things get too tense with the Lin family. Your parents wouldn't want to see that happen. You'll be the one in trouble then, understand?"

Moreover, the Lin family's strength is definitely more than what has been shown.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have needed to protect her by distancing himself from her all these years.

Lin Lulu was stunned.

Yan Moshen's words did indeed seem to be for her benefit.

"Oh," she replied hesitantly. "Well then, Uncle, I'll go to class now! I'll treat you to a meal another day to thank you properly!"

Yan Moshen: "Let's not reschedule, let's do it today."

"Eh?"

"I'll wait for you at the school gate." A gentle, charming smile appeared on his face. "You only have three classes today, two in the morning and one in the afternoon. We'll have lunch together. It's your treat."

Lin Lulu was somewhat embarrassed.

The older man was also waiting for her at the school gate yesterday.

She used to think that rich people should be very busy, with countless meetings every day, and no time to even drink water.

But why are all of them so idle?

"What?" Yan Moshen raised an eyebrow. "You were just saying you'd treat us, wasn't that just a casual remark?"

Lin Lulu shook her head. "I'm just worried you'll be bored here."

"I'm going to the library," Yan Moshen said. "Call me after school." Then he walked away.

Five minutes later.

There was a knock on the principal's office door.

The principal was completely dumbfounded when he saw the renowned physician Yan Moshen.

Why are so many celebrities visiting their school lately?

"I'm here to apply for the job," Yan Moshen said directly, "to be the school doctor."

The principal's legs went weak and he almost fell over.

The renowned physician Yan Moshen becomes the school doctor.

Adjusting his glasses, the principal said, "I'm so sorry! All our positions are full. Besides, I promised not to hire anyone for the time being."

Yan Moshen: "Who did it?"

"Jing Sichen," the principal said, "He specifically instructed that if you come to apply for the job someday, then..."

Yan Moshen: "So what?"

Principal: "I just chased you out with a broom. And I told you to pass on a message."

Yan Moshen: "What did you say?"

Principal: "Go back to where you came from!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Moshen sneered, letting out two words through gritted teeth: "Naive!" Then, he walked out and made a phone call to Jing Sichen.

There were no extra words, just one sentence, and then the call ended.

He said, "You and Lulu are not yet husband and wife, but I hold the power of arranged marriage between her and her parents."