After descending the mountain, my aloof fiancée became completely devoted to me.

Zhao Tianyu fled in a sorry state, and all the rebellious executives fell silent, heads bowed, trembling all over, not daring to even breathe. Their eyes, when they looked at Lin Ping, were filled with extreme awe and fear.

The crowd that had just been mocking and scorning Shen Aoxue were now all pale-faced, fearing that Lin Ping would hold them accountable for their treason. They bowed their heads and apologized to Shen Aoxue repeatedly.

"President Shen, we were foolish and were deceived by Zhao Tianyu. Please give us a chance to make amends!"

"President Shen, from now on we will follow you wholeheartedly and without any disloyalty!"

Shen Aoxue glanced coldly at the group of executives, her expression aloof. Just as she was about to speak, Lin Ping beside her spoke up casually, his voice calm yet carrying an undeniable authority.

"Considering this is the first offense, we will let it go. But if there is a next time, he will be expelled from the Shen family and never employed again."

With Lin Ping speaking, the executives felt as if they had been granted a pardon, bowing deeply in gratitude and showing the utmost respect to Lin Ping.

Shen Aoxue looked up at the man beside her, whose aura was unfathomable, and a surge of warmth welled up in her heart. Her once cold and hardened heart was completely melted by him. She nestled tightly in Lin Ping's arms and said softly, "Lin Ping, thank you. If it weren't for you, the Shen family would be completely finished today."

Lin Ping raised his hand, his fingertips gently brushing her cheek, his tone tender: "I told you, with me here, no one can hurt you, no one can touch your things."

"These people haven't reached the point of being fired yet. With so many positions available, it's not easy to find replacements in a short time, so I'll make the decision for you."

A simple sentence made Shen Aoxue's cheeks flush, her eyes filled with tenderness, and her heart overflow with dependence.

Just then, Shen Aoxue received a phone call and suddenly looked at Lin Ping with a serious expression.

"Lin Ping, come back to the Shen family's old house with me. My grandfather is seriously ill and has been in a coma. We have consulted many famous doctors, but they are all helpless. I really can't hold on any longer."

Seeing the worry and vulnerability that she couldn't hide in her eyes, Lin Ping's heart skipped a beat.

"Don't worry, I'll go back with you and see if I can help."

He possesses unparalleled medical skills and is proficient in medical arts and mystical arts, so treating this kind of illness is just a matter of lifting a finger.

However, ever since he met Shen Aoxue, one thing after another has happened, and he has no time to visit Old Master Shen.

Shen Aoxue's eyes reddened: "Are you serious?"

"Don't worry, with me here, the old man will be fine."

Lin Ping spoke in a deep voice, and without further ado, he put his arm around Shen Aoxue's waist and walked straight outside. Li Wenliang silently followed behind, protecting her the entire time, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

We drove at high speed and soon arrived at the Shen family's old residence.

Inside the antique-style villa, the atmosphere was oppressive and heavy. Old Master Shen lay on the bed, his face pale and bluish, his breathing weak, his eyes closed, already in a deep coma, and he could die at any moment.

Standing by the bed was a Western medicine expert in a white coat and gold-rimmed glasses named Zhou Ming, the chief physician of a top hospital in the city, who had been invited by the Shen family for a high price to consult.

Several elders of the Shen family stood nearby, all with worried and anxious expressions.

As soon as Shen Aoxue entered the room, she rushed to the bedside. Seeing her grandfather's dying appearance, her eyes instantly reddened, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"grandfather!"

Seeing this, Zhou Ming frowned slightly and scolded impatiently, "Miss Shen, be quiet. The patient needs to rest now. Don't disturb him! I've used every Western medical method I can think of, including medication, IV fluids, and a ventilator. The old man's organs are failing, and there's nothing I can do. You should prepare for the worst."

Upon hearing this, the elders of the Shen family instantly showed despair and sighed repeatedly.

Shen Aoxue trembled and almost lost her balance, but fortunately Lin Ping reached out in time and held her firmly in his arms, stabilizing her.

"Don't panic, I can cure you."

Lin Ping's calm voice suddenly rang out in the quiet room.

Everyone turned to look at him instantly. Zhou Ming followed their gaze and saw that Lin Ping was dressed simply and had no air of a famous doctor. He was just an ordinary young man. Zhou Ming immediately curled his lips into a strong look of contempt and mockery.

"Who are you? This is the Shen family's territory, a place of great importance. How dare you, a mere outsider, speak so carelessly?"

Zhou Ming sized Lin Ping up and down, his eyes filled with utter disdain. He sneered coldly, "No hope? I've been studying Western medicine for decades, seen countless difficult and complicated cases, and used all the top-notch medical equipment, yet I've still diagnosed that the old man is beyond saving. And you, a mere youth, dare to boast that you can cure him?"

"I think you're just pretending to know what you don't, trying to attract attention! Those tricks of traditional Chinese medicine, like pulse diagnosis and acupressure, are all fraudulent mystical practices. They can't cure serious illnesses at all; it's pure charlatanry!"

He looked arrogant and disdainful, not taking Lin Ping seriously at all.

The elders of the Shen family also frowned, feeling that Lin Ping was too young and did not seem to know anything about medicine. They all showed their disapproval.

Shen Aoxue held Lin Ping's hand tightly. Although she was worried, she still chose to believe him unconditionally and asked softly, "Lin Ping, can you really cure my grandfather?"

"It's just a matter of blocked meridians and blocked heart vessels. No medicine is needed. I can wake him up and stabilize his condition by massaging a few acupoints."

As soon as Lin Ping finished speaking, he stepped forward and reached out to touch Old Master Shen's acupoints.

"presumptuous!"

Zhou Ming immediately stepped forward, blocking Lin Ping's path, and angrily rebuked him: "You brat, how dare you act recklessly? The old man was already on the verge of death. If you use your ignorant traditional Chinese medicine methods and kill him, can you bear the responsibility? This is utterly disregard for human life!"

"Just because Western medicine can't cure it doesn't mean that everyone is incurable."

Lin Ping raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping indifferently over Zhou Ming. His tone was calm, yet his words hit the nail on the head, accurately revealing the truth: "Old man, you have chronic cardiovascular and cerebrovascular blockages, high blood pressure accompanied by organ failure, plus shortness of breath attacking your heart, qi stagnation and blood stasis. You have been unconscious for more than eight hours, your limbs are cold, and your pulse is weak. The Western medicine you used can only temporarily keep him alive. It not only treats the symptoms but also damages his vital energy."

Every word and phrase, without the slightest error, perfectly described all of the old man's ailments.

Zhou Ming's expression suddenly changed, his face filled with shock!

These symptoms were the result of his repeated examinations and accurate diagnoses. This young man didn't even look at the test reports, yet he was right about them all at a glance!

After the initial shock, Zhou Ming remained unconvinced and coldly retorted, "So what if you're right about the illness? Your acupressure is pure nonsense and can't compare to Western medical science at all!"

Lin Ping's lips curled into a faint sneer as he looked at Zhou Ming, his tone calm yet incredibly sharp.

"You suffer from kidney deficiency, lower abdominal congestion, lower back and knee pain, insomnia, chronic weakness, and a lack of sexual activity. Can Western medicine cure your chronic ailments?"

"You yourself are a doctor, and you can't even cure your own chronic illness, yet you have the nerve to say my medical skills are useless?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ming's face instantly turned a deep purplish-red, filled with shame and anger. He subconsciously looked down at his lower body, trembling with rage, his eyes bloodshot as he stared intently at Lin Ping, almost leaping into a rage.