"Su Yurou's car?"
Tian Mengyao got out of the car and rushed into the medical clinic, her face a mask of anger.
"Open your mouth."
Lin Fan sat on a chair, his expression focused and serious.
Following Lin Fan's command, Su Yurou opened her small mouth.
"A yellow tongue and ruddy complexion are signs of yin deficiency and excessive fire, indicating an overactive heart fire."
Lin Fan picked up his brush and scribbled on a prescription.
"You guys..."
Tian Mengyao hadn't expected the scene in the clinic to be so different from what she had imagined. She stood stunned at the doorway, unsure of what to do.
"Mengyao, you're here. Wait a moment, I'll get her some medicine."
Lin Fan's expression showed no unusual signs as he turned and walked to the counter to pick out the herbs one by one.
"Good morning, Secretary Tian."
Su Yurou greeted her.
"When did you get here?"
Tian Mengyao finally remembered that there was no frost on the sports car, so it couldn't have been parked there overnight.
This put her half at ease.
"I've been here for a while. When you called me, she was already here."
Lin Fan thought cautiously that the sports car's engine would surely be cold. If he said Su Yurou had just arrived, that detail would definitely be a giveaway.
"Then why didn't you tell me?"
Tian Mengyao demanded.
"You didn't ask,"
Lin Fan replied, his tone righteous. "I was afraid you'd overthink things. It's hard to explain everything in a few words over the phone."
"You're even capable of fear?"
Tian Mengyao shot Lin Fan a fierce glare, then turned her attention to Su Yurou.
Su Yurou's expression was a little stiff. She forced a smile and said, "Secretary Tian, why are you looking at me like that?"
"I..."
Tian Mengyao's eyes narrowed, and she thought to herself: I suspect there's something going on between you two!
"The medicine is ready."
Lin Fan walked out from behind the counter and handed the bundled herbs to Su Yurou. "Take one packet twice a day, morning and evening. Before decocting, soak it in cold water for half an hour, then decoct over high heat for twenty minutes, and then simmer over low heat for another ten minutes."
"Also, you need to be careful about your diet recently. Avoid spicy and irritating foods. Eat less lamb and beef."
Lin Fan added, "Don't stay up late, get plenty of rest, and try to limit your physical activity."
Su Yurou nodded. "I understand."
She took the packet of herbs. "I'll be leaving now. Secretary Tian, goodbye."
Tian Mengyao watched her coldly, remaining silent.
Although Lin Fan appeared to be taking things seriously, relying on her intuition as a woman, Tian Mengyao still felt that something was not quite right.
Tian Mengyao glanced back and her eyes widened.
She pointed at the bloodstain on Su Yurou's backside and whispered to Lin Fan, "Xiao Fan, what's going on?"
Could it be her first time?
Impossible!
She shook her head.
Su Yurou was much older than her, and usually so flirtatious. How could she possibly be so pure?
Then... did her period arrive?
That didn't seem right either!
Just as she was wildly guessing, Lin Fan quietly leaned in and whispered in her ear, "She has hemorrhoids. She came early this morning for me to prescribe medicine. She was too embarrassed to go to a bigger hospital."
"Oh~"
Tian Mengyao nodded.
That made sense. That's much better!
"You're looking at her hemorrhoids?"
Tian Mengyao asked him, annoyed.
"Do I have a problem? Why would I look at that?"
Lin Fan retorted, puffing out his chest.
"It's hard to say."
Tian Mengyao stared into Lin Fan's eyes. "Perhaps someone just wanted an excuse to take advantage and peek at someone's backside."
"Keep your voice down!"
Lin Fan covered Tian Mengyao's mouth with his hand, subtly indicating with his eyes that Su Yurou had just walked out the door.
"She hasn't left yet."
"What are you afraid of?"
Tian Mengyao pushed Lin Fan's arm away. "You two can sneak around for a secret rendezvous early in the morning, but I can't say anything?"
"Who's having a rendezvous?"
Lin Fan feigned being terribly wronged.
Hearing the roar of the sports car as it sped away, Lin Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
It was good that she was gone!
All that remained was to pacify the sulking little girl.
Lin Fan reached out his hands, cupping Tian Mengyao's cheeks and kneading them.
"How can you wrong a good person like this?"
"You're the good person? You're the worst!"
Tian Mengyao struggled, mumbling indistinctly, "Luofeng Village, no, the entire Yunqing City doesn't have anyone worse than you!"
"Yes, yes, yes, I'm the worst."
Lin Fan went to rub Tian Mengyao's head again, but she swatted his hand away.
"Why are you angry again?"
Lin Fan cradled Tian Mengyao's head and rubbed his forehead against hers.
"It's because you provoked me!"
Tian Mengyao pouted her lips and said.
Lin Fan leaned forward with lightning speed.
After a long while.
Tian Mengyao, her face flushed, pushed Lin Fan away and said playfully, "My lips are swollen. I still have to see Uncle Zhou later."
"No, you don't? Let me see."
Lin Fan reached out and pinched Tian Mengyao's rosy little mouth into various shapes.
"Naughty!"
Tian Mengyao pinched Lin Fan's arm hard. "Let's go! We'll be late if we don't hurry."
"Okay."
Lin Fan slung his arm around Tian Mengyao's delicate shoulders, and a thought suddenly struck him.
"Oh, right. I'm going to Siam in a few days."
"What?"
Tian Mengyao's eyes widened instantly. "What are you going to Siam for? Are you going to find that Fifth Miss of the Zheng family?"
"What are you thinking?"
Lin Fan gently tapped Tian Mengyao's head. "Didn't they insist that I find a strong enough company to affiliate with? I originally planned to ask Zhou Yi for help, but your Uncle Zhou wouldn't allow it."
"Then what? What does that have to do with going to Siam?"
Tian Mengyao's eyes were filled with suspicion, feeling that Lin Fan and Zheng Yue had some sort of arrangement.
"In my desperation, I called Li Yusheng. His master has been involved in Southeast Asia for many years and has many contacts. He then gave me a lot of information and told me to choose myself."
"You chose the Fifth Miss of the Zheng family?"
Tian Mengyao suddenly understood.
"Can you stop calling her the Fifth Miss of the Zheng family like that?"
Lin Fan said irritably. "It was your Uncle Zhou who asked the other party to send someone over. I told him directly, and he asked me to go to Siam to read fortunes for someone. So I agreed."
Lin Fan raised his left hand. "I swear to heaven, I really didn't know who it was before. If I did, may lightning strike me dead."
"Don't say it."
Tian Mengyao reached out her small hand and covered Lin Fan's mouth. "I believe you, okay?"
"Don't worry, it's just reading fortunes. Flying back and forth, it'll probably take two or three days."
Lin Fan comforted her.
"You said it yourself. If you don't come back in two or three days, you don't have to come back at all."
Tian Mengyao's personality was a bit like Xia Xue's; she didn't like Lin Fan being away from her side for too long.
"Definitely!"
Lin Fan stated resolutely.
--
On the other side.
It was the same hotel as last time.
The owner bowed and respectfully poured tea for Zhou Weiguo.
"Secretary-General Zhou, this is my collection of aged Pu-erh tea. Please try some."
"You're too kind."
Zhou Weiguo's expression was indifferent; he clearly didn't want to engage with the man.
"You're welcome, you're welcome. If Secretary-General Zhou likes it, I have more. Whenever you want some, I'll send you a box."
Top-grade Pu-erh tea, worth tens of thousands per jin, was treated like common cabbage by the owner, offered as a gift by the box.
Wang Qing stood by, snorting dismissively.
If you knew this would happen, why did you act like this in the first place? You should have known your own limits!
"I have important guests to see. Go and attend to your own business."
Zhou Weiguo gestured to the broken piece of tea cake on the table. "Take your tea back as well."
"Secretary-General Zhou, this..."
The owner's face was etched with distress. He stood there, dumbfounded, not moving.
It was clear that the other party wouldn't accept his apology. This was going to be a big problem!
"Wang Qing, escort him out."
Zhou Weiguo commanded, not even looking at the owner.
"Let's go."
Wang Qing opened the door with one hand and grabbed the owner's arm with the other, pulling him out.
"Secretary Wang, I really..."
"Go."
Wang Qing's face was icy as he increased the pressure on his hand.
"Sigh~"
The owner let out a heavy sigh and dejectedly walked away.