Chapter 101: Just a License Away from Becoming a Racing Legend

"It must have been... two, almost two years!" Jiang Shaoxiong recalled briefly, then answered with certainty.

"Two years?" Su Zheng was even more astonished, his face full of doubt. "You mean, her body temperature has remained at thirty-five degrees for two years, but hospital checkups show nothing wrong?"

"That's right, all the test results came back normal!" Jiang Shaoxiong nodded hurriedly.

This was truly bizarre!

Su Zheng found it all the more astonishing. After all, a normal human body temperature generally ranges between thirty-six and thirty-seven degrees; thirty-five is already a significant abnormality, commonly seen in those with kidney yang deficiency or cardiovascular disease. Moreover, maintaining a body temperature of thirty-five degrees long-term would accelerate the decline of physiological functions and could lead to organ failure!

Yet Jiang Shaoxiong's niece had kept this temperature for two years without any discomfort, and hospital tests found nothing wrong. It was utterly inconceivable!

"Has she been taking any medication regularly?" Su Zheng asked in a low voice. Long-term medication could indeed cause such an abnormality in body temperature.

"No, aside from her low body temperature, she's always been in good health—rarely even catches a cold, so she hardly ever takes medicine!" Jiang Shaoxiong replied quickly.

"Then this really is quite strange," Su Zheng frowned slightly. At this moment, he finally understood the saying: 'They say there's illness, but none is found; they say there's no illness, but something's wrong.' The checkups showed nothing amiss, so technically, she wasn't ill—but a constant thirty-five-degree temperature was abnormal by any measure!

"Mr. Su, have you never encountered such an illness before?" Jiang Shaoxiong pressed, a mix of anxiety and caution in his voice. "You... can't cure it?"

"President Jiang, with such a strange illness, of course he can't!" Chen Muxue hurriedly interjected. If even specialists couldn't cure it, how could Su Zheng possibly succeed?

"Exactly, President Jiang, he's good for folk remedies at best—he's no doctor," Chen Jianguo quickly chimed in with a laugh.

"I can give it a try," Su Zheng suddenly said. "Perhaps after meeting the patient and taking her pulse, I'll be able to find the cause."

"Really?!" Jiang Shaoxiong's face lit up with joy. "Very well, I'll arrange for my niece to come to Qingyang as soon as possible—please do have a look at her! If you can cure her, both my friend and I will be deeply grateful!"

With that, Jiang Shaoxiong filled a glass and toasted Su Zheng, who responded by downing his drink in one swift motion.

Seeing this, Chen Jianguo and his daughter were momentarily stunned. They hadn't expected Su Zheng to really promise to treat such a bizarre case! But since the words had been spoken, there was no way to take them back.

After lunch, when Jiang Shaoxiong had left, Chen Jianguo's face darkened. He turned to Su Zheng and scolded angrily, "Are you out of your mind, agreeing so casually to treat such an illness? Just because you got lucky twice, you think you're some miracle doctor? If you fail and President Jiang blames us, what then? And pulse-taking? What do you know about taking pulses!"

He didn't care if Su Zheng offended President Jiang; all he cared about was whether their family would be implicated.

"Dad, Su Zheng meant well. Besides, he only agreed to take a look—he never promised to cure her," Chen Muxue spoke up in Su Zheng's defense, though she too thought Su Zheng had been a bit reckless this time.

"Don't worry. No matter what happens, I will make sure the Chen family isn't dragged in," Su Zheng said firmly, though he felt a slight discomfort inside. Jiang Shaoxiong had only helped them because Su Zheng had saved his life, yet his father-in-law was already turning his back on him so quickly.

"See that you do. If you get us into trouble, just wait and see what I do to you," Chen Jianguo snorted, gave his daughter a brief word, and walked off.

"You can't blame my father for being angry," Chen Muxue sighed helplessly. "How could you agree to something so impossible? Even if you wanted to curry favor with President Jiang, this isn't the way!"

Clearly, she thought Su Zheng's motive was to ingratiate himself with Jiang Shaoxiong.

Su Zheng couldn't help but laugh at her words.

Curry favor?

It's just the president of the Qingyang Chamber of Commerce—hardly someone he needed to curry favor with!

In truth, the reason Su Zheng had agreed was out of curiosity. With the ancestral knowledge now awakened in his mind, he was eager to see whether he could solve such a medical mystery.

With President Jiang's support, the various procedures with the Chamber of Commerce were quickly approved.

Next, Chen Muxue busied herself with choosing a factory site and expanding the company. Chen Jianguo, meanwhile, beamed with joy every day, utterly content. He was now re-employed in a managerial position at the shop, earning a decent income with minimal work—naturally, he was in high spirits.

But in his mind, one thing still marred this perfect picture: he hadn't yet managed to get rid of Su Zheng, the unwanted hanger-on!

Though he knew full well that Su Zheng had played a major role in him securing this job, he still couldn't help but compare him unfavorably to Wu Chenghao. After all, Wu Chenghao was set to inherit his entire family's business empire! If his daughter married Wu Chenghao, their whole family might one day ascend to Qingyang's elite circles.

So lately, Chen Jianguo had been waiting for news from Wu Chenghao. But the young man had been nowhere to be seen for days—who knew what he was busy with!

"How's your driving practice going?" Chen Muxue asked Su Zheng one morning before heading out, curious about his frequent trips to driving school.

"All that's left between me and being a driving god is a license!" Su Zheng replied with a grin, handing her coat and bag to her with care.

"Hmm, such a braggart! Then after your lesson this afternoon, come by my company—you can drive us home," she shot him a teasing glare, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"Oh, Muxue, stop this nonsense, will you? He hasn't even got his license yet. Are you trying to be funny, letting him drive?" Chen Jianguo couldn't bear their flirtatious banter and interrupted loudly, shooting Su Zheng a look of disgust. "My shop's been busy lately. After your lesson, come help me out—you're not going anywhere else!"

He was determined to keep Su Zheng and his daughter from spending time alone together.

"Dad! You have staff at the shop, don't you? And it's just an antique store—how busy could it be?" Chen Muxue frowned, helpless at her father's insistence.