"What's wrong with me? You wouldn't dare lay a hand on me, would you?"

Ling Zhenfei's eyes were sharp as swords, still intensely fixed on Qian Yongtong, his voice even colder than bitter ice.

"You... I..."

Qian Yongtong had never experienced such a cold reception and trembled with anger. He was just about to lash out when another piercing stare from Ling Zhenfei made him gasp in fear, leaving him speechless.

Now, whether in terms of physical strength or in demeanor, Ling Zhenfei was obviously much stronger than him. Without anyone by his side, how could he dare to show off in front of Ling Zhenfei?

"Ling Zhenfei, I am a civilized person; I don't stoop to the level of savages like you!"

After locking eyes with Ling Zhenfei only briefly, Qian Yongtong couldn't bring himself to meet his gaze again and stepped back, feigning calm while uttering self-deceptive words.

Then, he turned to He Lingxiu and said, "Miss Ling Xiu, I came... to seek treatment from you..."

"You came to seek treatment from me?" Upon hearing this, He Lingxiu couldn't help but frown and exchanged a helpless look with Ling Zhenfei.

Although He Lingxiu had only recently started practicing traditional Chinese medicine, she had already mastered a critical skill from Ling Zhenfei. Not to mention other aspects, just the observational part of the diagnosis, she had already become proficient in it.

When she heard Qian Yongtong claim he came for treatment, He Lingxiu observed him carefully only to find his complexion looked no different from a healthy person, without the slightest hint of illness.

If one must say he was ill, it would only be because this man seemed excessively indulgent in pleasures, perhaps leading to a somewhat weakened constitution!

He Lingxiu could clearly see that Qian Yongtong wasn't sick at all.

However, being the owner of a clinic, even if someone claimed to be sick, she couldn't just turn them away, could she?

She then said gently, "Young Master Qian, don't worry; you look very healthy, just a bit weak. Go home, rest a lot, practice moderation, and you'll be fine in a few days!"

"Weak? Ah! Oh, my back, my back hurts..."

Qian Yongtong was feigning illness, his purpose being to find an excuse to get close to He Lingxiu.

He had been at a loss for what ailment to claim, but upon hearing He Lingxiu's words, an idea struck him. Rolling his eyes, he pretended to clutch his back and grotesquely grimaced in pain.

"What's wrong?"

As He Lingxiu was thinking of ways to dismiss him, she saw his agonized expression and was instantly alarmed.

Motivated by her duty as a doctor, He Lingxiu was about to step forward to check on him, but Ling Zhenfei grabbed her arm and said with a mischievous grin, "Axiu, I see his condition is quite serious; let me handle this!"

"Brother Afei, this…" Hearing Ling Zhenfei's words, He Lingxiu was greatly puzzled.

She could see that Qian Yongtong was not ill at all, something even she could discern. Why then would Brother Afei, whose medical skills surpassed hers, claim his illness was severe?

"Axiu, don't worry about it; just leave it to me."

Ling Zhenfei smiled and winked at He Lingxiu, then turned his gaze back to Qian Yongtong, his face bearing a forced smile as he said, "Young Master Qian, so you came to seek treatment, huh? My apologies for earlier. Ha ha, your back hurts a lot, doesn't it? Please, come in! Let me examine you!"

Having said that, Ling Zhenfei intentionally showed a solicitous expression on his face and was about to come over to support Qian Yongtong by his waist.

"You, don't, don't come over..."

In fact, Qian Yongtong didn't have any back pain at all. He had just pretended in order to take advantage of He Lingxiu, but his plan backfired, bringing Ling Zhenfei upon himself instead.

Seeing the mischievous grin on Ling Zhenfei's face, Qian Yongtong guessed that this fellow definitely had no good intentions and dared not let him touch him. As he cried out, he began to retreat backward.

"Come on, Young Master Qian, I'm a doctor, not a tiger. I can't eat you... Besides, if you're sick, you need treatment. Not treating it would be suffering through your condition!"

Ling Zhenfei had already wanted to play a trick on him and didn't allow Qian Yongtong to escape from him. He quickly stretched out a hand and pinched Qian Yongtong's waist.

"Ouch, my back!"

When Ling Zhenfei pinched him, he indeed used some True Force. With just that poke, Qian Yongtong immediately felt a sting in his waist as if a wasp had stung him and then couldn't help but succumb to the overwhelming pain, furrowing his brows and letting out a wail.

"What's wrong, did I touch your sore spot? Oh dear, I didn't even use much force, it seems your backache isn't a minor issue. You need urgent treatment!"

Watching Qian Yongtong grimacing in pain, Ling Zhenfei finally felt a sense of vindictive satisfaction.

This guy, what a joke, still daring to pursue He Lingxiu, as if she wasn't already spoken for. Moreover, even if she were available, it wouldn't be his turn, this dark, stumpy loser, right?

"I... you... Ling Zhenfei, you... you did it on purpose, you must have done it on purpose!"

Qian Yongtong wailed miserably, but before he could continue, Ling Zhenfei touched his waist lightly again, and with an innocent face said, "Young Master Qian, you are really wronging me here.

You saw that I just lightly touched you. Even if it was on purpose, it wouldn't cause such pain, right? This is a real illness, and a severe one at that! Lucky for you to have met me today; otherwise, you would have to spend the rest of your life in bed..."

"What... what did you say?"

Qian Yongtong, who hadn't realized that Ling Zhenfei had used a disguised force, was momentarily taken aback by that light touch, almost believing him.

"Stop the nonsense, come on, quickly, go inside and lie down!"

Seeing his dazed expression, Ling Zhenfei couldn't help but find it secretly amusing. But since he had decided to torment this young master a bit, he maintained a grave tone and spoke with a stern voice.

"Am I really... sick?"

Qian Yongtong had originally thought that Ling Zhenfei was just messing with him, but seeing Ling Zhenfei's serious expression, totally unlike a joke, he immediately panicked.

He hurriedly pulled a sad face and clutched at Ling Zhenfei's sleeve, nearly kneeling down to him: "Divine Doctor Ling, please, tell me what illness I have? You have to save me, you must save me!"

"Alright, if you really want me to treat you, just listen to me and sit down quietly inside!" Ling Zhenfei struggled to suppress the urge to burst out laughing and sternly told him.

"Okay, okay, I'll sit down! I'll sit down!"

Qian Yongtong, born into a wealthy family and living the good life, didn't want his life cut short by illness! Seeing Ling Zhenfei's earnestness, he dared not take it lightly, and quickly scampered into the house and obediently sat down.

"Divine Doctor Ling, you must cure my disease! Don't worry, as long as you fix my back pain, any amount of money will do!"

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