Xiao Chen couldn't understand—why was his life so miserable?
He was a reborn protagonist!
He had returned with knowledge of the future, stronger and more capable than before. By all rights, he should have soared to greatness!
Yet here he was, trapped in a hospital for two months, unable to move, forced to endure humiliation after humiliation.
Was there a more unfortunate reborn person than him?
Mo Wugui sighed. "Forget it. You're already unlucky enough—I won't say more. I didn't expect this trip down the mountain to be so troublesome. Let's sort things out properly!"
"First, we need to heal your injuries.
"Second, we must rescue Zhao Siming.
"Third, we need to restore the reputation of our Ghost Valley faction.
"And finally, we have to settle your marriage!"
Pulling up a chair, Mo Wugui sat down and continued, "The first matter goes without saying. No matter how much trouble you've caused, you're still the successor of our Ghost Valley faction. I will personally see to your recovery! I guarantee you'll be fully healed within a month!"
"Thank you, Uncle!" Xiao Chen was deeply grateful.
Mo Wugui had always treated him like family in both his past and present lives.
"As for the second matter—saving Zhao Siming—his situation is complicated. His case has already entered public prosecution, which means the authorities have taken over. However, if you issue a letter of understanding and explain everything clearly, we can leverage our connections. We should be able to secure his release. This won't be resolved overnight, so let's put it on hold for now."
Xiao Chen nodded solemnly.
"Third, restoring the reputation of our Ghost Valley faction."
At this point, Mo Wugui shot Xiao Chen a glare.
Xiao Chen lowered his head in shame.
"This is the main reason I came down the mountain. Our Ghost Valley faction is a prestigious lineage in Yan Kingdom's traditional medicine. We may not be famous, but we have a reputation! I refuse to let our legacy be ruined by this disgrace! This humiliation must be erased!"
"Uncle, let me help!" Xiao Chen said earnestly.
Mo Wugui immediately waved him off. "No need! Just focus on recovering. I'll handle this myself. I'm terrified you'll mess things up again—our sect can't afford another disaster!"
Xiao Chen lowered his head even further.
"And lastly, your marriage!"
Mo Wugui smiled. "I've heard that Song Yuqing, the daughter of the Song family, is quite a remarkable woman. Not only is she stunning, but she also manages the Song Family Hospital exceptionally well. I'm very pleased with this match! A talented man and a beautiful woman—it's a perfect pairing! So, I'll visit the Song family later to formally discuss your engagement. You two should get married soon and have a big, healthy son, haha!"
Xiao Chen's face stiffened. "Uncle, please don't!"
Mo Wugui frowned. "Why not?"
"Uncle, look at me—do I seem ready for marriage?" Xiao Chen gave a bitter smile. "I'm covered in injuries, bedridden in a hospital. It's humiliating! Besides, I've accomplished nothing so far, while she's already a renowned CEO in the city. How can I possibly propose?"
"What nonsense! You're the successor of our Ghost Valley faction—the finest medical lineage! In ancient times, even emperors treated us with reverence. It's others who aren't worthy of you, not the other way around!" Mo Wugui declared proudly.
Xiao Chen sighed. "Uncle, please don't interfere in my marriage. Relationships today are built on love and mutual consent. I want to wait until I've grown stronger and am truly qualified before making a proposal."
Mo Wugui grumbled, "You're overcomplicating things… Fine! It's your life—handle it however you see fit!"
"Thank you, Uncle!"
Xiao Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
His real reason for delaying the proposal was simple—Lin Beifan.
If his engagement to Song Yuqing became public, it would mean an open declaration of war against Lin Beifan.
Xiao Chen had seen firsthand how terrifying Lin Beifan was, how ruthless his methods could be.
He had already been humiliated and broken. Even his own master had been dragged into ruin.
Right now, he had nothing. How could he possibly challenge Lin Beifan?
It was wiser to stay low, hide in plain sight, and bide his time.
One day, when Lin Beifan least expected it—he would strike the fatal blow!
Hehe… He'll never see it coming! The person who will ruin him the most will be his own 'good brother'!
With that thought, Xiao Chen felt a surge of optimism.
"Xiao Chenzi, let me treat you now."
"Thank you, Uncle!"
Half an hour later, Mo Wugui withdrew the acupuncture needles and smiled. "Your condition is better than expected! With daily treatments, you'll be fully recovered in a month!"
"Thank you, Uncle!" Xiao Chen was ecstatic.
With his uncle's help—his injuries healing, Zhao Siming's rescue underway, and his faction's reputation being restored—everything was finally moving in the right direction.
At that moment, Lin Beifan entered the room holding a bouquet of white flowers. "Brother Xiao, what's going on here?"
Mo Wugui stood up and smiled. "You must be Mr. Lin Beifan?"
"Yes, and you are…?"
"I'm Mo Wugui, Xiao Chen's uncle. I came down the mountain to see him and help with his treatment!"
"Oh, so you're Brother Xiao's esteemed elder! A pleasure to meet you!" Lin Beifan said warmly, extending his hand.
"A pleasure indeed!" Mo Wugui grasped his hand firmly and said sincerely, "I've heard that you've been taking great care of my nephew—helping him financially and otherwise. You've really gone out of your way. I truly appreciate it!"
"Think nothing of it. Brother Xiao and I get along well. Right, Brother Xiao?" Lin Beifan chuckled.
Xiao Chen forced a stiff smile. "Right…"
I want to cut you down with a sword!
Mo Wugui continued to shake Lin Beifan's hand, looking deeply moved. "It's rare to meet such a kind-hearted person as Mr. Lin. No matter what, you've shown great kindness to our Ghost Valley faction. From this day forward, you are our friend! If you ever need anything, we will do our utmost to assist you!"
"Thank you!" Lin Beifan said with a bright smile.