Chapter 134: He Stole Your Mother Liu, So You Hold a Grudge?

Lin Beifan and Mo Wugui sat down, chatting happily.

Meanwhile, Xiao Chen lay awkwardly on the hospital bed.

These two were sworn enemies in my past life, constantly scheming to kill each other… yet now they're laughing and talking like old friends?

Unable to bear the sight, he simply shut his eyes, blocking them out.

Their conversation soon shifted to restoring the reputation of the Guigu School.

"I've already come up with a solution—free medical consultations," Mo Wugui said confidently. "Through these consultations, more people will witness the medical prowess of the Guigu School. Once that happens, our lost reputation will naturally be restored."

Lin Beifan asked, "Do you need my help?"

Mo Wugui shook his head. "No need, Mr. Lin. You've already done more than enough for us. These small matters, I can handle myself."

"In that case, I wish you great success."

"Haha! Many thanks!"

After wrapping up their conversation, Lin Beifan went to check on Ye Xingchen before returning to his company.

As soon as he stepped in, he ran into Angkor, who was still glued to his favorite novel, Son-in-Law of the Dragon King, grinning ear to ear.

"Mr. Lin, you're back!"

Lin Beifan nodded. "Yeah, I just came from the hospital."

Hearing the word hospital, Angkor immediately sat up straight. "Did you go visit Xiao Chen and Ye Xingchen? How are they? Any improvement?"

"They're fine. Brother Ye has some mild insomnia and a poor appetite, but that's normal for patients."

"That's a relief!" Angkor smiled.

Lin Beifan then said, "As for Brother Xiao, his condition is improving rapidly! His uncle, Mo Wugui, came to treat him, and with his skill, Brother Xiao should be fully recovered within a month! It's a great piece of news, haha!"

Xiao Chen's uncle is here?

To treat him personally?

Angkor frowned slightly.

He didn't know much about Xiao Chen's uncle, but if the man was skilled enough to be a renowned doctor, then he must be quite capable.

With such a powerful healer around, Xiao Chen would recover in no time!

Damn it… But at least it's not my problem. As long as Ye Xingchen stays out of my way, I don't care.

Angkor nodded. "Yes, that's definitely good news."

Lin Beifan sat down with a smile, pouring himself a cup of tea. "Honestly, I can't wait for Brother Xiao to recover and come help me! The medical skills of the Guigu School are incredible. With their expertise, I'll be able to establish connections with countless powerful figures! The more friends, the wider the road, don't you think, Brother Wu?"

Hearing this, Angkor suddenly had a realization.

I was looking at the wrong target this whole time!

It turns out that the one truly valuable to Lin Beifan isn't Ye Xingchen… but Xiao Chen!

Ye Xingchen might be useful for making money or acting as a bodyguard, but—

Does Lin Beifan lack money? No.

Does Lin Beifan need protection? Not at all.

So while Ye Xingchen has value, his usefulness to Lin Beifan is limited.

Xiao Chen, however, is different.

He's a miracle doctor!

A legendary healer who can bring people back from the brink of death!

And in today's world, people fear death more than anything. The richer they are, the more desperate they are to extend their lives.

That's where Xiao Chen comes in.

With Xiao Chen's medical skills, Lin Beifan could build a massive network of high-profile connections.

And with that network…

Making money would be effortless.

Any obstacles in life would become trivial.

Damn!

This is why Lin Beifan always kept an eye on Xiao Chen! He was planning for the long game all along!

Terrifying!

A deep sense of urgency surged within Angkor.

Xiao Chen must not be discharged!

It's best if he stays in that hospital bed forever—at least until I get my revenge!

Right now, the biggest problem is his uncle, Mo Wugui.

I need to stop him.

At that moment, Lin Beifan casually mentioned, "Oh, by the way, Dr. Mo is hosting a free consultation in Chaoyang Square tomorrow to restore his sect's reputation. Their skills are top-notch, so if you have any friends or family in need of treatment, you should bring them along."

Angkor's mind spun rapidly.

He forced a smile. "Got it, Mr. Lin."

After work, Angkor returned home with a feast of delicious food.

Fatty Wang's eyes lit up. "What's the occasion? Why the treat? Did something happen with Mother Liu that made you so happy?"

"Ugh—"

Angkor's face turned green. He glared and snapped, "Fatty, if you don't shut up, I swear—just eat, okay? Afterward, I need to talk to you about something. I need your help."

Fatty Wang raised an eyebrow. "You're not going to ask me to give more antiques to Lin Beifan, are you? I swear, I won't do it! Last time, I lost 3 billion worth of treasures, and my heart still aches! If you make me do it again, I'm cutting ties with you!"

"Relax! No more antiques! It's something else."

"Good! As long as it's not antiques, I'm in. Now, let's eat and talk."

As they ate, Angkor explained his plan.

Fatty Wang's eyes widened. "Wait… you want me to mess with a doctor?"

"Yeah."

Fatty Wang scratched his head. "How old is he? What's his background? And… what exactly did he do to you? Did he steal your Mother Liu or something? Is that why you hold a grudge?"

"…"

Angkor's face darkened. He kicked Fatty Wang under the table. "If you mention Mother Liu one more time, I'll—"

"Okay, okay! I won't mention her again." Fatty Wang smirked.

Angkor took a deep breath. "I don't have any personal grudge against him, but this is important to me. I don't want to do it myself, so I'm asking you."

Fatty Wang shrugged. "Fine, fine. If it's just messing with a doctor, I can handle it. I'm a professional at causing trouble."

"Just don't screw it up."

"Please! A small task like this? Too easy."