I just got divorced, and a rich and beautiful woman dragged me to get a marriage certificate.

The woman hesitated for a moment, then offered her wrist.

Chen Mo placed three fingers on it, closed his eyes, and felt it for a few seconds.

"You have a cold uterus, and are deficient in both qi and blood. Plus, you've been under a lot of stress and staying up late lately... Your menstrual cramps weren't this severe last time, were they?"

"This time it suddenly worsened, and it was accompanied by lower back pain, fatigue, and poor sleep!"

The woman's eyes widened, her face showing disbelief: "How...how did you know?"

Chen Mo didn't answer. He took out a pen from his pocket and then pulled out a crumpled piece of paper.

Then he wrote a prescription on the back and handed it to the woman.

"Angelica sinensis 15g, Ligusticum chuanxiong 10g, Paeonia lactiflora 15g, Rehmannia glutinosa 15g, Cinnamomum cassia twig 10g, Artemisia argyi 6g, Cyperus rotundus 10g, Leonurus japonicus 15g. Seven doses, one dose per day, decocted in water and taken orally. Avoid raw, cold, and cooling foods, and keep warm!"

The woman took the note and looked down at the words on it.

The handwriting looks like scribbles, and some parts are incomprehensible.

The woman didn't think much of it; isn't this how doctors always prescribe medicine?

"My name is Lin Qingyin!"

The woman reached out her hand.

"Chen Mo!"

Lin Qingyin folded the note and put it in her pocket.

"Chen Mo, please consider my suggestion."

Lin Qingyin said, "You must be having some trouble. I really need someone's help too."

"I won't ask about your past, and you don't need to know why I need a fake marriage!"

"I'll give you a million a month, each of us gets what we need!"

Chen Mo was silent for a few seconds, then asked, "Why did you choose me?"

Lin Qingyin said, "I've been squatting outside the Civil Affairs Bureau for days, trying to find someone to have a fake marriage with!"

"You're the most pleasing to the eye, so... I'll choose you!"

Chen Mo looked at her, touched the divorce certificate in his pocket, and then thought of the system from earlier.

The ultimate gigolo system... What the hell is this system that lets me live off a gigolo?

Chen Mo, after all, graduated from a 985 university with a master's degree and is the youngest attending physician in a top-tier hospital.

Even if I starve to death, even if I get hit by a car, even if I jump off a building...

But a million a month... wow, that sounds tempting!

"good!"

Chen Mo agreed.

Putting everything else aside.

Just for that 100 million, Chen Mo couldn't possibly disagree.

You can't afford to mess with money, right?

Lin Qingyin smiled, a gentle smile, like a June breeze blowing across water.

"Let's go then, let's get the marriage certificate before the Civil Affairs Bureau closes!"

[Ding! System notification: Main quest has been triggered!]

[Task Name: Taking it Real]

[Mission Objective: Become Lin Qingyin's legal husband and live off her!]

[Task Reward: Random!]

[Friendly reminder: Being a kept man is also a skill; please keep up the good work, host.]

Chen Mo looked at the system panel notification and his lips twitched. "Eating Lin Qingyin's money?"

Let him eat it; he has nothing to lose anyway.

The worst that could happen is... another divorce.

Ten minutes later, the two came out of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Lin Qingyin walked in front, and Chen Mo followed behind.

Where did you park your car?

"Front!"

It was a black Bentley, parked in a roadside parking space, understated yet eye-catching.

Lin Qingyin pressed the key, and the car lights flashed.

Chen Mo didn't say anything, opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.

The car was very clean and had a faint sandalwood scent.

Lin Qingyin started the car and turned to look at Chen Mo:

"Where do you live? Should I take you home? Or do you want to come to my place and stay?"

Now that we've registered our marriage, I hope I can move in with you.

Chen Mo said, "Let's find a traditional Chinese medicine clinic on the way and get the medicine ready first."

"Your menstrual cramps will only worsen at night if you leave them untreated. Taking your medicine sooner rather than later will help."

Lin Qingyin looked at him, her gaze somewhat complicated: "Are you a real doctor or a fake one?"

"That was true before!"

Chen Mo gave a wry smile and said, "That's not the case now. My medical license has been revoked!"

"All right!"

Lin Qingyin didn't ask any more questions and started the car.

Chen Mo looked out the window at the receding street scene. He didn't know why this woman wanted a fake marriage, nor did he want to know.

One million a month is an astronomical sum for him.

He owes over 100,000 yuan in debt, and this money will be used to pay it off. As for what happens after that?

We'll talk about it later!

A dozen minutes later.

The car was parked in front of a traditional Chinese medicine clinic.

The storefront is small, decorated in an antique style, and the signboard reads "Qinghetang".

"This clinic belongs to my family!"

Lin Qingyin turned off the stove. "My mom used to get medicine here all the time, and then she took over the business."

"So arrogant!"

Chen Mo exclaimed in admiration.

The shop was filled with the smell of Chinese medicine, and there was a row of medicine cabinets against the wall, with countless small drawers.

A young man in a white coat was standing behind the counter.

Upon seeing Lin Qingyin enter, he immediately put on a smiling face: "President Lin, what brings you here?"

Lin Qingyin handed over the note: "Get seven doses!"

The young man took the note, glanced at it, and asked in surprise, "What is this prescription for?"

Lin Qingyin's expression was cold: "Just arrest me!"

The young man gave an awkward laugh and turned to get the medicine.

Just then, the shop door was suddenly kicked open.

"Doctor! Is there a doctor here? Someone, please come quick!"

Several migrant workers in overalls rushed in, covered in sweat and with anxious expressions on their faces.

They were carrying a stretcher, on which lay a middle-aged man covered in blood.

Chen Mo looked over, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

A steel bar pierced through the outside of the middle-aged man's thigh and emerged from the inside.

Blood kept gushing out, soaking through the entire pair of pants, and blood dripped all the way down the stretcher.

"Doctor! Doctor! Someone come quick!" the leading migrant worker shouted anxiously.

The young man at the counter was startled, dropped the medicine in his hand, and rushed into the back room.

Not long after.

An elderly man in his sixties walked out from the back room, wearing a white coat and reading glasses.

The old man glanced at the injured man, and his expression changed.

"This is a penetrating wound; it's pierced an artery. You need to get him to the hospital immediately! I can't handle this!"

"Doctor, please help! Can you stop the bleeding first?"

The lead migrant worker's voice trembled with anxiety: "We just came from the construction site, and the nearest hospital is at least a 20-minute drive away!"

"It's rush hour now, there's no time to save him! Please help stop the bleeding, please!"

The old man shook his head repeatedly: "I don't have any surgical instruments or anesthesia, how can I stop the bleeding?"

"This is steel reinforcement, not a minor wound; I can't fix it!"

"Doctor, please try to stop the bleeding first!"

The lead migrant worker's eyes reddened. "If this keeps going, he'll die!"

The old man still shook his head: "I can't do it! Call 120 immediately and get him to a big hospital! Hurry!"

The middle-aged man on the stretcher was deathly pale, his lips devoid of any color.

Blood was still gushing out from where the steel bar pierced through, dripping onto the ground in a shocking sight.

Several migrant workers were in a panic. Someone took out their phone to call 120, but at this time, it would take a long time for an ambulance to arrive.

Chen Mo looked at the man's leg, at the steel bar, and at the blood piling up on the ground, a flood of information rushing through his mind.

Where is the bleeding point on the injured person? Which blood vessel has ruptured? Which acupoint can temporarily stop the blood flow?

[Ding! System notification: Random task has been triggered!]

[Task Title: Treat Injured Migrant Workers]

[Mission Objective: Treat Zhou Chao, a migrant worker who suffered a penetrating injury from a steel bar, and stop his bleeding!]

[Task Reward: 1 Free Attribute Point!]