Director Zhou's face was as dark and grim as deep water, as unsightly as a piece of charred coal. He had not expected Chen Fei to dare disregard him like this. He had barely issued a veiled threat, and Chen Fei was already resigning—this was completely out of line.

After all, this matter had been ordered by the wealthiest man in Jiangnan Province, who had called him personally. How could it be acceptable if he botched it?

"Dr. Chen, I advise you to think this through. If you really step out of that door today, from now on, our city's Central Hospital will no longer welcome you! Once you lose the backing of our hospital's esteemed reputation, I'd like to see what kind of future a young man like you could possibly have! Hmph!"

Such words were the equivalent of completely burning bridges. Director Zhou's face darkened as he huffed coldly, attempting to use the threat to force Chen Fei into submission. The atmosphere was exceedingly tense.

"Haha, is that so? Then we shall wait and see..." However, Chen Fei merely offered a mocking retort and, without hesitation, stepped out of the director's office, leaving Director Zhou's face to twist into a grotesque snarl.

BANG!

"Get out! Get out!"

The teacup he had been holding was forcefully hurled against the wall, shattering into pieces and splashing water everywhere as his angry roars echoed through the room.

In his eyes, having the opportunity to treat the son of Jiangnan Province's richest man was a stroke of incredible luck that countless people dreamed of. Many lined up hoping for a connection but had no way in. Therefore, when he received the call, he naturally assumed a pie was falling from the sky for him. He was confident he could handle it beautifully and didn't believe for a second that Chen Fei would refuse.

But now, just like Xu Yong before him, he had botched it. Worse, he had caused the hospital to lose a Divine Doctor no less skilled than Dr. Liu Changshan and Dr. Xu Zhenxing. Deep down, he was already starting to panic.

He couldn't imagine the reactions of Dr. Liu Changshan, upon his return from a medical conference in North America, or Dr. Xu Zhenxing, once he came back from vacation. What would they think or do when they heard that he had forced Chen Fei out? What kind of trouble would that stir up?

At the thought, Director Zhou broke out in a cold sweat, his complexion turning pale.

「...」

"Damn it. The Xiao Family is like a ghost you can't shake." After leaving the director's office, Chen Fei saw his last patient and then simply walked off the job. A gloomy expression still lingered on his face, and he felt extremely irritable.

Isn't that a bit too naive? Do they really think I, Chen Fei, can be dispatched so easily, without even an apology?

As his anger built to this point, Chen Fei suddenly felt like laughing. He wanted to see what other tricks they had up their sleeve.

Could it all just be childish tricks fit for kindergarten? If so, then this so-called wealthiest man in Jiangnan Province is a massive disappointment.

BEEP. BEEP.

Just then, his phone suddenly rang. It was Chu Yan.

The chatterbox? Why is she calling me? Don't tell me she's looking for trouble. Chen Fei took out his phone and looked at the caller ID, an expression of surprise on his face. He genuinely hadn't expected that chatterbox flight attendant to call him. Didn't she hate my guts? What's going on? She couldn't have had a sudden change of heart, could she?

"Hello, chatterbox, why are you calling? Let me state upfront that if you're in trouble, you solve it yourself. This handsome guy has limited abilities and can't help," Chen Fei answered the phone with a straight face.

"Gah! I'm gracing you with a call myself, and you dare to speak to me with that tone? You jerk, gah, gah, gah, I'm so angry! You bastard, you must have a death wish!" As soon as Chu Yan heard Chen Fei's tone, she unsurprisingly blew her top, shouting and hopping mad.

"Whoa, whoa, chatterbox, mind your image. You're a flight attendant, after all. And you're quite good-looking, too—just a tad on the plump side... uh, cough cough. Anyway, plenty of people must like you. If they found out you're such a chatterbox with a temper this foul, you might never get married." Chen Fei snickered, covering his mouth with his hand.

"You bastard, what did you say? Plump? You dare call this young lady fat again? Ack, you're asking for it! I can't take it! Just wait until I see you; I'll show you what I'm capable of. You bastard named Chen, just you wait! Hmph!" On the other end of the line, Chu Yan was practically driven mad with rage. She ran her hands through her hair until it resembled a bird's nest, while her long, slender legs kicked about restlessly on the sofa.

She didn't understand why she could never win against that bastard and was always the one being teased relentlessly. The first time was in the taxi, the second time on the plane… cough, cough, no, what I meant was, wait, that's not right, agh! That bastard!

"Hey, chatterbox, what do you really want? Is the medicine I prescribed for you not working? That's impossible. How could a prescription personally written by this Grandmaster be wrong?" While Chu Yan was still fuming, her cheeks puffed up like little steamed buns, Chen Fei's annoying voice came through the phone again.

"Prescription?"

Chu Yan's face flushed slightly at the word, and her voice softened. "That, um... my ailment seems to be gone."

Although she had a somewhat brash personality, she was still a young woman and not yet at the point where she could casually discuss *that* sort of ailment with a man. It was rare for Chen Fei to hear the chatterbox speak so timidly. A shiver ran down his spine, and he suddenly felt a pang of guilt for some unknown reason.

"It's gone? Good, that's good. As expected of this Grandmaster. My remedies always cure the disease, hahaha," Chen Fei laughed, his face brimming with 'pride'.

"Pfft, I bet you just stole that prescription from somewhere and now you're shamelessly bragging about it," Chu Yan rolled her eyes, unable to stand his smugness.

"Hey, chatterbox, don't talk nonsense! How did it become something I stole? Say that again and I'll sue you for defamation!" Chen Fei retorted, refusing to take that lying down.

"Hmph, I can't be bothered to waste my breath on a bastard like you. Are you free tonight?" Chu Yan huffed.

"Tonight? What for? Are you asking me out to dinner?" Chen Fei asked casually.

"Ah, how did you know?" Chu Yan was dumbfounded, astonished that he knew she was inviting him to dinner. That's impossible.

"How did I know? This Grandmaster is divinely insightful, with knowledge of astronomy above and geography below, the ever-lasting cosmos... cough, cough. Of course, this Grandmaster just made a wild guess," Chen Fei began earnestly before his bravado fizzled out with a chuckle.

"Phew, so it was a guess. I thought you were some charlatan powerful enough to know I was inviting you to dinner."

Chu Yan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief as she patted her firm chest. Then she sat up straight, cross-legged on the sofa, and ground her teeth. "Listen up, you stinking bastard Chen. Tonight is this young lady's birthday. I expect you to go prepare a decent present for me right now. If this young lady isn't satisfied, hehe, you should know how severe the consequences will be."

"Calm down, don't get so worked up. So today's your birthday? You're only telling me now? Where am I supposed to find a decent birthday present for you on such short notice?" Chen Fei grumbled, stroking his chin.

Looking at the time, it was almost noon, which meant he only had the afternoon to prepare. Was that even enough time?

"That's your problem. Anyway, this young lady wants to see your present tonight. Otherwise, hmph, we'll settle all our scores, new and old. It's settled, then. Remember to call and pick me up," Chu Yan snapped, hanging up the phone and leaving a bewildered Chen Fei on the other end.

I have to pick her up, too? In her... heh, dreams. Chen Fei muttered to himself, his expression complicated.

Although he and the chatterbox had only officially met twice, their relationship could objectively be considered pretty good. Otherwise, she wouldn't have invited him to her birthday party.

As for the gift, while he was fundamentally too lazy to go through the trouble, it was the little chatterbox's birthday, and she had specially called to invite him. He supposed he should make some sort of gesture. But at that thought, a miserable look appeared on Chen Fei's face.

Like many men, when it came to giving gifts to women, his skill level probably hadn't even graduated from kindergarten. The dilemma was real. So, what would be a good gift?

Wait, don't I have that thing? A moment later, Chen Fei's eyes lit up. He pulled a crumpled piece of yellow paper covered in strange Ghostly Talisman Scripts from his pocket. This was the first Dao Talisman he had successfully created after breaking through to the Qi Refining Third Layer—a Condensing Qi Talisman.

Dao Talismans were, according to legend, the result of cultivators who could fly through the skies capturing the divine might of heaven and earth and condensing it onto a simple medium. Myths told of Dao Talisman arrays that could seal heavens and earth and of ancient demons that ravaged the world, only to be vanquished by a single Dao Talisman that unleashed cataclysmic power to enact heavenly justice and suppress evil.

The Condensing Qi Talisman in Chen Fei's hand didn't have such exaggerated effects, but to an ordinary person, it was no less than a divine object. It had many comprehensive abilities, such as prolonging life, enhancing beauty, and strengthening the five senses.

If a frail, elderly person carried it with them year-round, while it couldn't guarantee they'd live to be a hundred, reaching eighty or ninety would be effortless. Moreover, their body would likely remain robust, with few illnesses or ailments.

Chatterbox, you're really getting a bargain today. I just wonder if you'll even recognize its value. Chen Fei fiddled with the talisman, then shook his head with a small smile and headed for the hospital parking lot.

A short while later, a massive Mercedes-Benz GL400 roared out of the parking lot like a beast on the road.

Around five in the afternoon, Chen Fei drove his Mercedes-Benz GL400 to the residential complex where Chu Yan lived.

After parking in the underground garage, Chen Fei strolled leisurely toward the complex entrance while pulling out his phone. "Hey, chatterbox, hurry up. Don't dawdle. I'm almost at your gate."

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