A master of both medicine and martial arts, he picked up a beautiful CEO as his wife.

Ye Feng enjoyed his dinner at the Lin family's house very much.

The large mahogany square table was piled high with food: greasy braised pork, fragrant sea bass, plump prawns, and side dishes whose names I didn't know...

The wind whips up the remaining clouds!

Ye Feng ate without any regard for others' dignity, not even wiping the oil off his mouth.

For ten years, the person on the mountaintop had been a vegetarian. It was the first time he had ever eaten a Manchu Han Imperial Feast, and he felt like a fish in water!

Sitting in the middle of the chair was Lin Zhenshan. He watched Ye Feng eat, but surprisingly, he didn't get angry. After drinking half a bowl of porridge, his complexion improved a bit.

The old butler was also weeping uncontrollably; the master had never been so hungry.

Only Lin Yuqing's uncle and aunt looked extremely grim!

This uncle's name is Zhao Dehai. He is a distant cousin of Lin Yuqing's mother's generation. Calling him a distant cousin is not very reliable, because the Zhao family line had fallen into decline and was doing very poorly. It was only because Lin's mother took pity on him that she pulled him out of poverty. Then Lin Zhenshan found him a leisurely job and even gave him 10% of the shares, which can be considered as supporting him!

But the more he was raised, the hungrier he became!

"A security guard at the gate, does he even deserve to sit next to my master and eat?" My aunt poked at her bowl with the tip of her chopsticks, her sarcastic voice very loud.

Lin Yuqing put down her chopsticks, her voice calm yet resolute: "You saved my father's life, sit down."

Auntie wanted to say something more, but Zhao Dehai firmly pressed her down with one hand.

Zhao Dehai's eyes darted around, and he gave a forced smile.

"Yuqing is right. Auntie has misunderstood. Our savior should naturally be taken good care of, right?"

As he spoke, Zhao Dehai put down his chopsticks, leaning forward with apparent concern: "But Yuqing, your father's health is very fragile. We can't keep relying on a... security guard. A quack doctor's level might fool some people, but what if it causes serious problems? Our uncle knows some people, like Director Zhou in the city center, a very famous authority on cardiovascular diseases. Tomorrow, your uncle will personally invite him to give your father a full checkup, a scan, and you'll know for sure if there's a problem. What do you think?"

This statement was perfectly reasonable; it was all for the sake of her father's health!

If Lin Yuqing refuses outright, she will be labeled as "avoiding medical treatment for fear of misunderstanding" and "unfilial"!

"Dad, what do you say?" Lin Yuqing passed the buck to Lin Zhenshan!

Lin Zhenshan slowly picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks: "I'll listen to my uncle."

Old Man Lin was cunning and shrewd. He knew Zhao Dehai's petty tricks very well. He wanted to take advantage of the fact that the big doctor in the city was exploiting Ye Feng, this country bumpkin, to squeeze him out on the spot, and then send his people into the Lin family so that he could openly and legitimately get involved in the future!

But he also wanted to know!

Just look at this young man who can diagnose the deficiency of his five internal organs simply by taking his pulse. Does he possess extraordinary abilities or is he just incredibly lucky?

It would be best to have that so-called "expert" test it on the spot.

Ye Feng, on his end, was engrossed in finishing the last piece of braised pork. He didn't even blink when he heard the word "expert," and just kept stuffing the trembling piece of meat into his mouth, squinting his eyes in obvious enjoyment.

For 10 years, this was the meat dish he craved most.

The masters were all otherworldly and detached from worldly affairs, forcing him to eat bland foods like lingzhi, ginseng, and wild vegetables every day, which they grandly called cultivating one's inner peace and vitality.

He was a young man in his prime who needed to gain weight, and he craved meat so much that he dreamed of pork legs. Now that he's down the mountain, he can finally eat as much as he wants!

As for that so-called expert from the city, he didn't even bother to think about it!

His aunt was even angrier when she saw him eating so carelessly and without any interest, and she added another sarcastic remark.

"What's wrong? You heard a real expert is coming, and you're getting nervous? Your country bumpkin skills are no match for their advanced equipment. You'll be exposed later, and then you'll be left with no face in the Lin family!"

Ye Feng finally looked up, slowly wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth, and said slowly.

"Auntie, you've got it backwards!"

Ye Feng grinned, a lazy smile playing on his lips.

"It's not that I'm guilty!"

"That Director Zhou you invited is going to be humiliated in public tomorrow. I'm so ashamed for him!"

Auntie felt a lump in her throat, almost unable to breathe, and pointed at Ye Feng for a long time without being able to utter a complete sentence.

Zhao Dehai held his wife's hand tightly under the table, forcing a smile while secretly sneering.

You country bumpkin, so stubborn. Just wait until Director Zhou opens his mouth tomorrow and exposes your so-called street smarts in public, then let's see if you'll still be laughing.

He and Zhou Muren had already rehearsed their lines. Tomorrow, in this play, one would intimidate and the other would push, so they weren't afraid the Lin family wouldn't submit.

Lin Yuqing sat there watching Ye Feng's incredibly irritating expression, then looked at her aunt's liver-colored face and forced back a laugh, her shoulders twitching from holding it in.

Suddenly, she felt a sense of anticipation for tomorrow.

For some reason, she always felt that this person who talked nonsense would probably not be the one to suffer when he actually stood in front of that "authority".

The meal ended with this undercurrent of tension.

While the people below were clearing away the dishes, several elderly people huddled together and whispered among themselves.

"I have to say, this young man is really something else! He brought the old man back to life in just 10 seconds. I've never seen anything like it before!"

"That was the old man's face this morning, as white as paper. Even the doctor couldn't get here in time. If it weren't for him..."

"Shh!" Several old servants whispered, "The Zhao family's uncle has no good intentions. These so-called experts from the city are just after our little brother!"

Tomorrow, our village will be hosting a grand opera...

"Never mind that. I told you, if that expert really dares to say that my little brother is a fraud, who will that old man believe!" said an old man with gray hair, pursing his lips.

"Who should we believe? Isn't the old man a cunning old fox?"

"If the expert really wanted to convince the old man, he wouldn't let his young man's thing stay in the best room."

Although the words couldn't be heard into the main hall, they were the subject of speculation throughout the entire house.

However, Lin Zhenshan, sitting in the main seat, was leisurely drinking porridge, occasionally glancing at Ye Feng.

He's met countless people in his life, and after years of navigating the world of gangsters, his ability to judge character is unparalleled.

This young man looked nonchalant and had a roguish air about him.

But his gaze remained fixed on Ye Feng's face. There was indeed something unique about those eyes!

Quiet, profound, and somewhat resolute.

Those con artists simply can't fool them!

And that breath transfer just now.

It cannot be faked...

"Hehe~~ Tomorrow, let's see how long that big expert Dehai invited can hold his own against our little brothers!"

Lin Zhenshan slept soundly tonight. This was the first time he hadn't been woken up by the chest pain all night since he got sick!