Chapter 3: The Noble Sister!

  When Qin Luo opened his eyes, the room was pitch black.

  "Awake? If you're tired, rest a bit more." Lin Qingyuan said with a smile. He was sitting right next to Qin Luo.

  "I've rested well. How are those kids?" Qin Luo asked worriedly. Although he had enough confidence in his medical skills, there was always a chance of an accident happening.

  "Don't worry, they've all recovered. Not a single medical accident occurred." Lin Qingyuan said with a smile, the wrinkles on his face also relaxed. "Old Qin has a good grandson, indeed. The young surpasses the old."

  "If he knew you were praising me like that, he'd be furious. He doesn't think my medical skills are all that impressive." Qin Luo said with a smile.

  "That's his beloved grandson. Your grandfather is stubborn and insincere, how could I not understand? Right. Is he really unwell?"

  "At least that's what he said." Qin Luo sat up from the bed. "Where is this?"

  "This is the resting area inside my office. Sometimes when I don't go back at noon, I will also rest here for a while." Lin Qingyuan walked over and pulled open the thick curtains with oracle bone script patterns on top.

  The sunlight outside was bright and beautiful, the light poured in like mercury. Shining on Qin Luo's body after a good sleep, it made people feel lazy and comfortable all over.

  "How long did I sleep?" Qin Luo asked in surprise. He remembered that he had attended an expert meeting in the afternoon, but now it seemed to have changed to morning?

  "I slept for a whole night. Today is the 16th." Lin Qingyuan said with a smile. He was getting more and more fond of this young man. "It seems that you're really exhausted, Qin Luo. Although I have a friendship with your grandfather, I still want to thank you. You not only saved those children, but also saved our hospital, saved my reputation as Lin Qingyuan... If anything had happened to those children, then I..."

  "Director, you're too polite."

  "No need to be polite. I'm telling the truth." Lin Qingyuan seriously waved his hand and said, "What? Are you still calling me Dean? Calling me Grandpa won't humiliate you, will it? Your grandfather and I are old friends, after all. Otherwise, why would he agree to send this precious grandson of yours to help me?"

  "Grandpa Lin." Qin Luo had no choice but to shout out loud.

  "Haha, I know you young people don't mind these titles. I won't force you either. Just call me whatever feels comfortable to you." Lin Qingyuan was also a rather open-minded old man. "Qin Luo, there's something else I need to confess to you, and I hope you won't get angry."

  "What's up?"

  "It's like this. After you cured those children yesterday, our hospital held a press conference - after all, not only us but also the media and the public were concerned about it. However, at that time you were unconscious, so I could only let other members of the expert group attend the press conference."

  Seeing Qin Luo's expression didn't change, as if he didn't mind taking credit for this kind of thing, Lin Qingyuan continued to say: "The person was saved by you, originally the credit should all be pushed onto you. But you know - the expert group is led by government departments. Can only announce to the media that it's a collective achievement. This point, please understand."

  Perhaps feeling that the hospital was being a bit too much, Lin Qingyuan said with an embarrassed expression: "I also mentioned your name in the media. If you're willing, I can arrange for some reporters to do an exclusive interview with you-"

  "Grandpa, I understand what you're saying. It's okay. Since it's already been pushed onto the expert group's head, arranging an exclusive interview for me wouldn't be appropriate either. When the time comes and I accept an interview, how should I say it? If I say I did it myself, isn't that slapping the expert group in the face? Saying it's a collective achievement - I just can't bring myself to say those words."

  Lin Qingyuan was taken aback and said, "You young man, you're so sharp it's scary."

  "Grandpa Lin, I just can say what I want to say. But too many people are constrained in various ways and cannot do so."

  "What are your plans for the future? Why don't you work as a doctor in our hospital? With your medical skills, it's safe to say that you can open up your own specialist clinic. As for other conditions, I'll try my best to satisfy them." Lin Qingyuan felt guilty towards Qin Luo on this matter, so he tried his best to make it up to him.

  Qin Luo shook his head and said, "Thank you, Grandpa Lin. Even if I want to be a doctor, I won't do it at the affiliated hospital."

  "Why?"

  "I just had a disagreement with the deputy dean, and now I'm running in here, isn't that jumping into the net?" Qin Luo said with a smile.

  "It's all right. Although I'm about to retire, I still have some students who are talented and won't dare to do anything to you." Lin Qingyuan hastily assured.

  Qin Luo shook his head and said, "Life is short, why make everyone unhappy?"

  "Alright, I won't force you either. Is there anything you need to take care of this time in Yanjing?"

  "En... I'm here to divorce."

  "Divorce?" Old Master Lin Qingyuan's eyes widened. "I've only heard of men proposing, where has anyone ever come to divorce on their own initiative?"

  Qin Luo smiled and didn't respond, indicating he was unwilling to discuss this topic further.

  "Haha, okay. You're fine, that's all that matters. I have a meeting to attend. How about this? Don't you have a place to stay in Yanjing? Then don't bother with a hotel, it's inconvenient. I'll get Little Chen to send you to my house. My house has many rooms, and they're just going to waste anyway - if you consider me as your grandfather, then don't be polite with me. I have a lot more to talk to you about."

  It's hard to refuse kindness, and Qin Luo isn't really good at refusing people either. He had no choice but to agree to Lin Qingyuan's request.

  Xiao Chen is Lin Qingyuan's secretary, a young man with glasses who looks honest and kind. It doesn't seem strange to Qin Luo at all that Lin Qingyuan would choose someone like this as his secretary.

  "My name is Chen Lei. You can just call me Little Chen." Little Chen said while driving.

  Qin Luo found that when he said this sentence, his ears actually turned red.

  Luckily I'm not a beauty, otherwise his hands on the steering wheel would be shaking non-stop.

  "Qin Luo. Qin of Han Wu's Qin. Luo of the Luo River." Qin Luo didn't dislike this young man, so he also introduced himself and said.

  "Hmm. Your name sounds better than mine." Chen Lei said.

  "A name is just a code." Qin Luo sighed. Two old men, what's the point of saying which name sounds good or not? This Chen Lei kept talking nonsense, leaving him speechless.

  The car turned into the neighborhood and stopped by a small pond.

  Chen Lei pointed to a two-story small villa next to the pool and said, "That house is the principal's. You go by yourself. I won't go over."

  When he said this, Chen Lei seemed to have done something against his will. His face was red, and his eyes dodged.

  Qin Luo raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile: "Why didn't you go?"

  "What's wrong?"

  "I don't dare go."

  "Why not dare?"

  "Dean... Dean has a... granddaughter. Ms. Lin might be at home..."

  "Granddaughter?" Qin Luo rubbed his nose thoughtfully and asked, "Is she very ugly?"

  "Not...not at all. Lin is very pretty."

  "Why don't you dare go then?" Qin Luo became even more curious.

  "She... she doesn't like me. I really don't dare go." Chen Lei was almost in tears.

  "Alright, I'll go myself. Thanks for sending me over." Qin Luo said with a smile. He also didn't want to make things difficult for this honest man.

  "Uh-huh. Thank you. Thank you. This is the key given by the Dean for you. You go yourself." Chen Lei said.

  Qin Luo and Chen Lei waved goodbye, and as soon as they pushed the door to get out of the car, Chen Lei drove away in a cloud of smoke.

  Qin Luo stared at the ground with his eyes wide and mouth agape. Could it be that the woman from the Lin family was a tigress?

  After some hesitation, Qin Luo still held the key and walked towards the small villa of the Lin family.

  He had promised Lin Qingyuan that he couldn't just run away with his tail between his legs because of a woman's threat.

  Through the open iron gate gap, at first glance, Qin Luo was attracted by the scenery inside the yard.

  Or rather, it was attracted by an absolute beauty inside.

  The woman holding a watering can is watering flowers, her focused expression as if she were nursing her most treasured treasure.

  She was wearing a white cotton casual suit, and her height was at least 1.7 meters tall. Due to her stooping posture, the fullness of her chest followed and fell down. With her movements, it swayed as if it were about to fall off like a deep-water bomb at any moment.

  Jet-black long hair scattered on her shoulders, covering half of her face. But the other half of her face that was faintly visible was enough to make people infatuated.

  Full-breasted, tall and slender figure, simply a stunning beauty.

  More importantly, she looks like she's around 27 or 28 years old. Neither her appearance nor her body has any hint of immaturity. She is a fully ripe peach.

  "Beautiful older sister? I love beautiful older sisters!" Qin Luo muttered to himself as he gently knocked on the Lin family's iron gate.

  In front of the noble lady, Qin Luo must maintain a good man's demeanor.

  Although the knock was not loud, the woman who was watering the flowers was still visibly startled and turned to glare at Qin Luo.

  Just one glance and the flame burning in Qin Luo's heart was extinguished by half.

  Cold!

  It's really too cold!

  No one knows what this woman has been through, but the gaze she casts is like a thin, cold knife, making people feel a chill run down their spine.

  Qin Luo finally understood why 'Lei Ren Xiong' didn't even dare to enter the door and fled in a panic.

  Now, Qin Luo wants to escape too.

  The woman put down the flower vase in her hand and walked towards Qin Luo. The more she approached, the more intense and alluring her beauty became.

  The closer you get, the more intense the bone-piercing chill becomes.

  "Who are you?" The woman said coldly. There was no human emotion in her tone.

  "I am Qin Luo." Qin Luo made a great effort, pulling up the corners of his mouth, squeezing out what he thought was the most charming smile of his life.

  "I don't know."

  Ouch!

  The woman pulled up the iron gate with one hand. With a clang, it was locked.

  Qin Luo was stunned for half a day before he came back to his senses: he had been rejected.

  What the hell is this?

  I haven't introduced you, so of course you don't know each other.