Chapter 100: He Is By No Means a Worthless Man!

Qian Liang didn’t wait for his father’s instructions; he dared not show the slightest neglect. He quickly turned and bowed repeatedly to Chen Muxue, saying, “President Chen, I was wrong, I was wrong. I was momentarily confused and said those foolish things. You are magnanimous—please don’t stoop to my level!”

“Very well, I accept your apology,” Chen Muxue nodded, then added, “But I hope, President Qian, that you won’t make things difficult for us any further. I hope our permit can be processed as soon as possible.”

“My good niece, don’t worry!” Qian Yuqiang hurriedly picked up the conversation at this point. “I’ll personally follow up as soon as I get back. It’ll be done right away!”

As he spoke, he shot Qian Liang a glare and said coldly, “What are you standing around for? Get out!”

Qian Liang shrank his neck and scurried out in embarrassment.

“Old Qian, why not stay and finish the meal before you go?” Jiang Shaoxiong invited with a smile.

“No, no, I really must go home and deal with my unfilial son, and get to the bottom of all his misdeeds!” Qian Yuqiang waved his hand hastily, apologizing to Jiang Shaoxiong once more.

Only when he saw that Jiang Shaoxiong’s expression had softened did he stride out quickly, breathing a deep sigh of relief. Yet his face soon darkened as he hurried after his son, determined to thoroughly investigate all the trouble his son had caused.

He knew that if he didn’t help his son investigate now, there would eventually be others who would do it for him.

After the father and son had left, Chen Muxue quickly turned around, her face full of gratitude as she said to Jiang Shaoxiong, “President Jiang, thank you so much for your help today!”

She was grateful not only for his help, but also for the fact that he had deliberately referred to her as “niece,” so she no longer had to worry about Qian Yuqiang and his son making trouble for her in the future.

“You’re too polite, it was nothing really. Mr. Su saved my life last time, after all,” Jiang Shaoxiong said with a wave and a smile. He glanced at Su Zheng, then added with a laugh, “Besides, I actually have something I’d like Mr. Su’s help with, if he’s willing…”

“President Jiang, what are you saying? How could he possibly refuse something you ask of him?” Chen Jianguo interjected, his face darkening as he shot Su Zheng a look.

Su Zheng shook his head helplessly, smiling. His father-in-law was so eager to curry favor that he didn’t even stop to consider how difficult a matter must be if even the president of the chamber of commerce couldn’t resolve it!

“President Jiang, shall we move to a private room and talk over dinner?” Chen Muxue quickly asked a server to arrange a new private room for them.

Once the food and drinks were served, Chen Jianguo hurried to pour a glass of wine for Jiang Shaoxiong, beaming as he said, “President Jiang, whatever you need, just say the word!”

He was overjoyed—he had never dreamed he would one day sit and drink with the president of the chamber of commerce.

Jiang Shaoxiong didn’t respond immediately, but turned to look at Su Zheng.

“If you need anything, just say it,” Su Zheng said with a smile. Since President Jiang had just helped them, he couldn’t refuse.

Only then did President Jiang’s expression grow serious. “It’s like this: I’d like you to take a look at a friend’s daughter—she’s unwell.”

Unwell?

Chen Muxue’s heart sank. She quickly said, “President Jiang, it’s not that he doesn’t want to help, but he really doesn’t have any medical training. He’s only read a few medical books in his spare time. Last time he saved you, it was just a coincidence—he happened to have read about that particular emergency remedy.”

“That’s right, President Jiang. If it were anything else, it would be fine, but this is just beyond him,” Chen Jianguo chimed in, hesitantly adding, “He used to just idle around at home, never even went to school much—how could he know any real medicine?”

President Jiang only smiled, his expression inscrutable, his gaze intent on Su Zheng. “Well, you never know. Maybe Mr. Su knows some folk remedies that could work.”

He knew perfectly well that Su Zheng was no ordinary person.

Su Zheng not only knew medicine, but was likely highly skilled.

After leaving the Li family banquet last time, Jiang Shaoxiong had gone to the city’s First Hospital for a check-up. The cardiovascular expert there told him that if not for the timely treatment, he would not have survived. Moreover, the expert said that the technique Su Zheng used was an advanced method in traditional Chinese medicine. It looked simple, but required great precision in both acupoint location and force—something only a seasoned doctor with twenty or thirty years of experience could do.

But Su Zheng was only in his twenties!

When Jiang Shaoxiong told the expert Su Zheng’s age, the man was astonished, repeating over and over that for someone so young to have such skill, he could not possibly be ordinary. That was why Jiang Shaoxiong had come to Su Zheng for help today.

Still, he didn’t reveal all this in front of Chen Jianguo and Chen Muxue, because he understood that since Su Zheng had chosen to keep his abilities hidden, he must have his reasons.

At the mention of “folk remedies,” Chen Jianguo hesitated. After all, last time, Su Zheng had cured his company’s marketing director, Zhang Pingbang, with just such a remedy. He glanced at Su Zheng and said in a low voice, “Su Zheng, if you have any effective remedies, please tell President Jiang right away. It would be our family’s honor to help him.”

Although he appeared calm, he could not help but feel both excited and expectant.

If Su Zheng could really help Jiang Shaoxiong, their family would truly have a powerful ally.

Su Zheng didn’t rush to agree. He smiled at Jiang Shaoxiong and said, “President Jiang, why don’t you tell me a bit about the illness first, and I’ll see if I can help.”

“Well…” Jiang Shaoxiong immediately furrowed his brow, overcome with difficulty, and stammered, “The girl’s illness… how should I put it…”

At this moment, his assistant stepped in to explain, addressing Su Zheng: “According to the experts in the capital, it’s a case of ‘she’s sick, but not sick; not sick, but sick.’”

Hearing this, both Chen Jianguo and Chen Muxue were bewildered.

They had never heard such a strange description before—was she sick or not?

Even Su Zheng was puzzled, frowning as he asked, “I don’t quite understand what you mean…”

“It’s like this: my niece has been examined in Qingyang and by specialists in the capital. All the test results say she’s perfectly healthy,” Jiang Shaoxiong quickly explained, “and she herself feels absolutely fine.”

Su Zheng smiled, even more confused. “If all the tests are normal and she feels fine, why say she’s ill?”

“But there is something wrong with her!” Jiang Shaoxiong insisted. “Although she feels no discomfort, the strange thing is, her body temperature is always thirty-five degrees!”

Thirty-five degrees?

Su Zheng was taken aback, surprised, and could not help but ask, “How long has her temperature been like this?”