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Lu Xuan took Lin Banxia's hand and stepped into the entrance of Jiangchao Mingyue Hotel.

"what!"

A soft tremor struck my ear.

The afternoon sun slanted in, its warmth dazzling, blocking out the stuffy noise and clamor of the hotel.

He held her hand tightly in his palm, his fingertips stiff and curled, without any strength, his knuckles white from tension.

She gently pulled her arm away, trying to retract her fingertips.

Lu Xuan slightly tightened his grip, the force was light, yet the hold was firm, and he couldn't break free.

Lin Banxia stopped moving, her fingertips trembling slightly against his palm, her whole body stiff, her steps slow and timid.

Stepping onto the stairs and exiting through the Jiangchao Mingyue gate, Lu Xuan released his grip.

Lin Banxia's shoulders slumped slightly, then tensed up again in an instant.

Her cheeks flushed instantly, burning from her cheeks to her ears. Her head drooped, her bangs covering her eyes, and she dared not lift her head.

Her hands hung at her sides, her fingertips curling repeatedly, her breathing was so light it was almost erratic, and her chest rose and fell rapidly and noticeably.

After taking three steps, she clenched the hem of her clothes, her knuckles turning white.

Her head was slightly raised, her eyelashes trembled, and her voice, as soft as a mosquito's buzz, drifted to Lu Xuan's ear:

"Brother Lu Xuan... I... I have something I'd like to ask you."

Lu Xuan turned his head to look at her.

His features were delicate, and his tone was softer than when addressing the Jiang family, uttering only one word:

"explain."

Lin Banxia bit her lower lip, her lips turning white, her eyes reddening with anxiety, and her voice trembling:

"My grandfather is very ill, and the doctors at the hospital are helpless... They just said you're a miracle doctor, could you... please go and see him?"

She was slightly bent over, her voice flustered yet earnest:

"I know it's presumptuous, but you can have any amount of money you want, I'll try my best to find a way to make it up, or... or whatever else you want, I'll try my best to satisfy you."

Lu Xuan stared at her clenched, white fingertips, his lips slightly parted, his voice cold:

"I don't want money."

Lin Banxia suddenly looked up, her eyes wide open, filled with panic and helplessness:

"Then... what do you want? I'll do anything you can!"

Lu Xuan's gaze fell on her reddened earlobes, his voice deepening slightly, tinged with a casual, teasing tone:

I want you.

She froze on the spot, her feet seemingly nailed to the ground.

Her face flushed bright red, her ears burned, her eyes glazed over, and she stood motionless, her hands twisting the hem of her clothes so tightly that her knuckles were deformed.

His breathing was erratic, one breath after another, rapid and shallow, almost inaudible.

"Ah?! I...I...I can't..."

Seeing her eyes redden and on the verge of tears, Lu Xuan gave a faint smile and slowly spoke:

Sing me a song.

Lin Banxia suddenly looked up, her eyes widening in astonishment.

His shoulders relaxed, and he let out a long sigh, but his cheeks flushed even more, his head bowed low, and he murmured:

"Singing? Oh, you mean singing?"

Lu Xuan raised an eyebrow slightly and spoke calmly:

"Otherwise, what do you think I want?"

Lin Banxia fiddled with the hem of her clothes with her fingertips and whispered:

"No, it's nothing, but... I... I don't sing well..."

A faint smile flickered in Lu Xuan's eyes. His tone was calm, yet carried an unyielding coldness:

"It's okay. Sing."

She bit her lip, paused for a few seconds, lowered her head even further, and whispered:

"Then I'll sing. If I don't sing well, you're not allowed to laugh at me!"

Lu Xuan nodded slightly and uttered a single word:

"good!"

A soft, trembling voice drifted over, clear and gentle, without any particular skill, yet it was clearly audible.

"It turns out you are the luck I most want to keep."

It turns out we were once so close to love.

That decision to fight the world for me

The rain that got soaked with me

Every scene is filled with you.

A pure and innocent heart…

Lu Xuan walked beside her, his eyes fixed on the top of her head, where her hair was hanging down. Her hair was soft, and the corner of her mouth lifted up very slightly, too quickly to catch.

The singing stopped.

Her face was flushed, her head was down, and her voice was so soft it was almost inaudible:

"Brother Lu Xuan, I...I've finished singing."

Lu Xuan withdrew his gaze, his voice returning to its cold, indifferent tone, crisp and decisive:

"Lead the way. Go see your grandfather."

She looked up abruptly, her eyes instantly lighting up as if ignited, and nodded repeatedly, her voice trembling with joy, almost crying.

"Okay! Okay! Thank you, Brother Lu Xuan! Let's go quickly!"

She turned and ran, her steps light and bouncy, like a little sparrow, her eyes still red, but full of joy.

Lu Xuan followed behind, watching her back, a faint warmth flashing in his eyes, gone in an instant.

Inpatient ward, Jiangling First People's Hospital.

Pushing open the door, the first thing you see is a hospital bed.

The white-haired old man lay there, his face as white as paper, his chest rising and falling very slowly, so weakly that it was almost invisible.

Two elderly people stood by the bed, their brows furrowed, their faces full of sorrow, and their eyes red.

"Grandpa! Grandma!"

Lin Banxia rushed to the bedside and called out softly.

Hu Chun'e raised her hand to wipe the corner of her eye and responded in a hoarse voice:

"My dear granddaughter, what brings you here!"

Lin Banxia knelt down, grasped her grandfather's withered hand, and said softly:

"I was worried about him, so I came to check on Grandpa's health!"

The old man on the bed sighed deeply, his voice hoarse and weak.

"Sigh, the doctors all said... organ failure is beyond saving. We've done everything we can, so we should tell the family to prepare for the worst as soon as possible."

"No, I don't want Grandpa to die!"

Lin Banxia gripped the old man's hand tightly, her eyes instantly reddening. She turned to look at Lu Xuan and said urgently:

"I brought Brother Lu Xuan here to treat your illness."

The two old men looked up at Lu Xuan, their brows furrowing even more, their eyes full of suspicion.

Hu Chun'e pulled Lin Banxia over, gripped her arm tightly, and trembled with anxiety:

"Banxia, ​​you silly child, even Dean Li is helpless with your grandfather's illness. How could he possibly be cured at such a young age? Don't be fooled!"

Lin Touxian weakly opened his eyes, his eyelids drooping, his breath faint.

"Banxia...don't be silly...let them go back...don't trouble them..."

Lin Banxia stiffened her neck, her eyes reddening with anxiety:

"Grandpa and Grandma, please believe me, Brother Lu Xuan isn't a fraud, he's a miracle doctor!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a sneer came from the doorway, grating and jarring.

"Hahaha--!!"

Footsteps approached, and several people in white coats pushed open the door and entered.

The middle-aged man at the head of the group had a calm expression and a cold, hard aura; he was none other than Dean Li Airen.

The male doctor Zhou Minghui behind him caught a glimpse of Lu Xuan, immediately puffed up with disdain, and crossed his arms, glancing sideways at him.

"Oh, where did this self-taught miracle doctor come from?"

"I encounter several of these so-called miracle doctors every year!"

However, you're the first one so young!

He stared at Lin Banxia, ​​his tone sharp and cutting, each word piercing:

"Young lady, don't rush into treatment without proper medical advice!"

"Our hospital director has personally visited your grandfather several times for his illness. He's a top-tier medical academician, and even he says there's no cure."

Lin Touxian closed his eyes, his voice mournful:

"Banxia, ​​Grandpa... has resigned himself to his fate!"

Hu Su'e lowered her eyes and wiped away tears, her voice choked with sobs:

"Old man, I'll miss you so much!"

Lin Banxia's tears streamed down her face as she cried out:

"Grandpa, Brother Lu Xuan can cure you, please believe me!"

Zhou Minghui sneered, his eyes full of mockery, staring intently at Lu Xuan as he pressed closer.

"Miracle doctor, do you have a medical license?"

Lu Xuan remained unmoved, calmly uttering two words:

"no."

Zhou Minghui immediately let out a cold laugh, turned his head and spoke loudly to the crowd:

"Little girl, did you hear me?"

This kid can't even wear a white coat, he doesn't even have a medical license, what skills could he possibly have?

Don't let your illness go untreated and your entire fortune be swindled away!

The nurse next to me curled her lip, looking disgusted.

"Yeah, it's hilarious! Just some Tom, Dick, or Harry dares to come to our hospital and act like ghosts, don't they even know where they are!"

Another nurse stood with her arms crossed, speaking arrogantly:

"Yes, this is the First People's Hospital of Jiangling City, a place teeming with experts, filled with PhDs, and even has academicians from the medical academy on staff!"

Zhou Minghui took a step forward, pointed to the door, and shouted sternly:

"Hmph, you're so young and already learning bad habits, trying to swindle people like that. Get out of here right now and don't delay our rounds!"

The room was filled with mockery, contempt, and disdain, which surged toward Lu Xuan like a tidal wave.

The surrounding family members whispered amongst themselves, each word grating on their ears:

"Sigh, this girl is too naive; she's definitely been tricked by bad people!"

"Yes, even Dean Li, a medical academician, couldn't do anything about it. What can this kid possibly do?"

Lin Banxia was so anxious that she burst into tears. She stepped in front of Lu Xuan to block him, and explained in a choked voice:

"No! Brother Lu Xuan is really amazing. Just now, at Jiangchao Mingyue..."

"Alright!"

Zhou Minghui's face darkened, his aura of violence surged, and he interrupted sharply:

"You're a pretty girl, but are you a little slow on the uptake?"

What "river tide and bright moon"? That's a place for eating. What does it have to do with treating illness?

Stop spouting nonsense! 'Miracle Doctor,' if you don't leave, I'm calling security!

Lu Xuan stood still, his back straight as a pine tree, his brows and eyes expressionless.

A chill spread throughout the room, instantly silencing all the noise.

He looked up.

His gaze swept coldly over Zhou Minghui, past the group of medical staff, and enveloped the entire room.

The voice was icy and piercing, each word distinct and sharp, making your eardrums clench.

"Noisy."

After a brief pause, the aura grew even colder, and the extremely indifferent tone carried an overwhelming force:

"You can't cure it, it's because you're incompetent."

Lu Xuan's gaze swept across the entire room, his thin lips parted slightly, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable arrogance:

"Sorry, I'm not targeting anyone in particular, but I'm saying everyone here is trash!"

The crowd erupted in anger, their faces flushed red, and they shouted angrily:

"Bullshit, you're the trash! Daring to play tricks in our hospital!"

"Wow, 666? That's so arrogant! This guy is way too cocky!"

"How arrogant! How dare they spout such nonsense in front of so many doctors?"

"These young people are arrogant and ignorant, thinking they're invincible. How laughable!"