Chapter 1653 - 1666: Miracle Doctor Heals the Leg

Chapter 1653: Chapter 1666: Miracle Doctor Heals the Leg

"Who I am doesn’t matter. What matters is, you’re in trouble now, kid!"

Lin Mu smiled slyly, curling up his lips, and swung a slap... followed by an expected thrashing...

A soldier king versus a hoodlum, the outcome was naturally clear. In less than two minutes, Chen Qiao was getting thrashed ********, not even having the time to utter a harsh word. He crawled out rolling and scrambling.

"Alan, is this your boyfriend? What a young man, his skills are so crisp and swift, he’s not inferior to what I was back in the day." Roland’s father, Luo Chenghai, gave a thumbs up with a face full of appreciation.

Lin Mu, Sophie: "..."

"Dad, what are you talking about!" Roland’s expression was hugely embarrassed.

On one hand, she thought Sophie was Lin Mu’s girlfriend, and saying such words in front of her was indeed somewhat abrupt. On the other hand, she had witnessed Lin Mu’s skills firsthand. Jumping down from a height of over ten meters without panting was simply comparable to a legend like a martial arts master, the Chinese Dragon Group.

Her own dad, although he had been a soldier for a few years and guarded the border, even fought terrorists, yet using the term ’not inferior’ in front of others just didn’t sound right...

"Uh, they’re just ordinary friends, look at my eyes, getting old and useless indeed! By the way, Alan, isn’t it work time now? Why are you back?" Luo Chenghai lightly patted his head, smiling apologetically. To be honest, for a person bedridden for a long time to have such a mindset is quite rare.

"Dad, I changed companies." Roland took a deep breath, leaning close to hold Luo Chenghai’s arm, trying her best to keep her smile calm and natural: "Do you remember the show I went to a few days ago? There happened to be a South Korean teacher who watched my performance and thought I had great potential, suggesting I should try developing in South Korea, and well, I thought the offer seemed good so I signed with her. I came back to pack and plan to take you along."

"South Korea?" Luo Chenghai was taken aback, frowning: "Alan, you weren’t deceived, were you? Now many South Korean stars can’t make it in their home country, and come to Huaxia to make money. Why would they need to sign you, and besides, is there any future in developing in South Korea?"

"Why not? That Su Bo Zhou Nai’Er South Korean group is so popular in Huaxia, isn’t it thanks to our Huaxia stars opening up the market? Oh dad, what are you worrying about, this is a strategic need, you don’t understand..."

"I don’t understand your work, but Alan, never forget you are my daughter. I watched you grow up, can’t I tell if you’re telling the truth or lying?" Luo Chenghai sighed, pressing Roland’s hands rubbing her dress hem, said: "You haven’t even dropped your habitual small actions when lying, are you trying to fool me? Come on, what’s the real story? Did you get into trouble?"

"I..." Roland’s body trembled, her expression immediately turning bitter.

No one understands a daughter better than her father, this saying is indeed true.

The lie Roland painstakingly crafted was exposed within less than two minutes. Helplessly, she had to slightly alter the story, merely saying that Young Master Wei had taken a liking to her, tried to molest her, and accidentally fell to his death.

This time Luo Chenghai believed it, distressed his daughter suffered grievances outside, his eyes reddened, cursing after, he shook his head, refusing to leave Shencheng City, "Father is not mobile, if you take me, it’ll just be a burden. Alan, you go by yourself, it’s broad daylight, there’s still the king’s law. However much money, however much power the Wei family has, they can’t defy laws and take my life, can they?"

After all, having lived over fifty years in Huaxia society, Luo Chenghai had long seen the darkness of society. His words were merely to comfort his daughter, not wanting to trouble her. After all, escaping is not child’s play, even reaching South Korea requires money to settle down. Being a cripple, relying on medicine just to barely hang on. Rather than going there and being a burden to his daughter, it’s better to stay and face it, at most death is unavoidable, not such a big deal.

"Alan, stop talking about it, I was born in Shencheng City, grew up in Shencheng City. Even if I die, I want to be like Fall Leaves, resting here." Shaking his head, Luo Chenghai supported himself, rummaged out an old yellowing brocade box from under his bedding, after stroking it reluctantly for a moment, he sighed, placed it in Roland’s hands, and said: "This is the jade bracelet your mother left behind. Now you’re leaving, take it with you. If you really can’t make a living outside, just find a shop to pawn it, at least it can exchange some cash..."

"Dad!" Roland’s nose tinged sore, tears flowed uncontrollably.

"Alan, don’t cry, father taught you from a young age to be optimistic and strong, there’s no hurdle in life you can’t get past..."

Saying this, Luo Chenghai couldn’t help but choke up.

The daughter who had been his companion for years was leaving, moreover, it’d be hard to see each other again in the future, how could he not feel heartache, not be distressed? Unfortunately, life’s encounters are so damned. Grass roots swaying in the storm, for small people living at the bottom of society, even that simple happiness is a hard-to-yearn-for luxury...

"Dad, let’s go, shall we? Don’t worry about burdening me, over these years of working, I’ve saved quite a bit of money, even if we go abroad, it’s enough for the two of us to live peacefully..."

"Enough, as if I don’t know how much you have?" Luo Chenghai took a deep breath, pushing away his daughter clinging on to him, firmly turning away: "Don’t waste time, go quickly!"

"No, if you won’t go, neither will I!" Roland sobbed, her little face covered in teardrops.

"You, you child, you’re really driving me crazy..." This touching scene between father and daughter made Lin Mu feel uneasy. He sighed, stepped forward and said: "Uncle, let me take a look, maybe there’s hope to save your leg."

Upon hearing this, father and daughter both paused.

"Please don’t make trouble, alright? It’s been treated for so many years without improvement, you, a countryside doctor, making wild promises, what do you believe?" Sophie rubbed her sore eyes, stepping forward to scold softly.

Though Lin Mu had astonishingly pointed out her dysmenorrhea symptom before, which had greatly impressed the female CEO, thinking back, it was probably just a coincidence. Traditional Chinese medicine is almost like archaeology or appraising treasures, useful mostly for aged people, what medical skills could a young guy like Lin Mu have?

She couldn’t bear Lin Mu giving people hope, only to disappoint them again. For a patient, that would be cruel.

"Please, I have medical qualifications, I’m not a barefoot doctor!"