The Grass on the Wall

Doctor Chen was still checking the elderly man’s pulse.

"How is the old gentleman doing now?" Lin Qingxiu asked.

Doctor Chen remained deep in thought, his expression grave.

Just by looking at Doctor Chen’s face, Lin Qingxiu knew the old man’s condition wasn’t good.

Her heart settled completely.

This time, she could drag Lin Xuan down with her.

Another minute passed, and Doctor Chen finally released the old man’s wrist, turning to Lin Xuan with an excited expression.

Lin Qingxiu frowned.

Something felt off about Doctor Chen’s gaze—shouldn’t his eyes be burning with anger?

Could it be…

Had Lin Xuan actually saved the old man?

How… how was that possible?

Lin Xuan was just a computer science student with no medical background. How could he pull off something like this?

Lin Qingxiu refused to believe Lin Xuan had such skills, but Doctor Chen’s expression filled her with unease.

"Doctor Chen, how is the old man?" one of the bodyguards pressed.

With a smile, Doctor Chen replied, "He’s completely out of danger now. He doesn’t even need to go to the hospital. He’s still unconscious, so just take him home to rest for a while, and he’ll recover."

The bodyguard sighed in relief.

But for Lin Qingxiu, Doctor Chen’s words were like a bolt from the blue.

She stood frozen, her face gradually paling.

Lin Xuan had actually cured him…

"How is this possible?"

"This can’t be real!"

Lin Qingxiu kept shaking her head, muttering to herself.

If even she couldn’t do anything, how had Lin Xuan managed to save him?

It was all a lie!

This wasn’t the Lin Xuan she knew!

The fickle onlookers couldn’t help but praise him. "That’s incredible! Even Doctor Chen couldn’t treat this illness, but he pulled it off."

"A college senior with such talent—what a promising young man."

"One nearly kills a patient, the other pulls him back from death’s door. And this Lin Qingxiu dares to mock the kid?"

"If Yundu Second Hospital has doctors like this, what if others are the same? They’ll turn mild cases into life-threatening ones—who’ll take responsibility then?"

Click!

Click!

Reporters frantically recorded videos of Lin Qingxiu and Lin Xuan.

This series of twists was simply too dramatic.

The heiress of Starlight Group, a doctor at Yundu Second Hospital, had started by mocking and belittling her own brother.

She’d been so sure she could cure the patient, even boasting to the crowd.

But in the end, she’d worsened the man’s condition to the brink of death.

Meanwhile, the brother she’d ridiculed had saved him.

And to top it all off, this brother had cut ties with their family.

Was this some novel come to life?

Such a sensational story was bound to go viral online.

This was guaranteed traffic!

"Lin Qingxiu, resign! Get out of the medical field!"

Someone shouted the demand, and soon, others joined in.

"Get out of the medical field!"

"Get out of the medical field!"

The chants grew louder and louder.

Lin Qingxiu’s eyes reddened. She had always been outstanding, always the one praised—how could she endure such humiliation?

She couldn’t take it.

Her pride was utterly shattered.

After shooting Lin Xuan a venomous glare, she lowered her head and pushed her way out of the crowd.

"Young man," Doctor Chen said excitedly, gripping Lin Xuan’s hand. "Thank you so much for this."

Lin Xuan nodded. "As long as he’s alright."

"What’s your name, young man?" Doctor Chen asked with a warm smile.

He was already thinking of staying in touch.

If this young man’s medical skills surpassed his own, he could learn from him.

If they were average, he’d take him on as a student.

He’d always wanted a protégé, but none had impressed him—until now.

This young man was perfect.

Lin Xuan shook his head. "No need for names. Just take him home. I need to go buy groceries for my girlfriend."

Doctor Chen admired him even more.

Humble yet confident.

Such young men were rare these days.

What a shame he already had a girlfriend—he’d been considering introducing him to his daughter.

Lin Xuan wasn’t the type to do good deeds anonymously. If the Jiang family wanted to thank him—or if they needed the old man’s condition properly treated—they’d come looking for him.

With that, Lin Xuan headed into the supermarket to buy ingredients for Su Hua’s meal.

Lin Qingxiu returned to the Lin residence in a daze.

Jiang Shuqin, who was applying a facial mask, frowned at her. "Qingxiu, you look terrible. What happened?"

"Nothing. I’m just tired. I’ll be fine after some rest," Lin Qingxiu replied weakly.

"Then go lie down for a while."

"Alright."

Once in her room, Lin Qingxiu collapsed onto the sofa, her face still pale.

This incident would spread online—what could she do?

Money…

Yes!

She’d pay to silence the platforms.

That way, it wouldn’t affect her—or the company.

Downstairs, Jiang Shuqin rubbed her temples, her headache returning. She poured herself some medicine and swallowed it with water.

Every time she closed her eyes, she saw her husband and her so-called best friend tangled in bed, whispering sweet nothings.

She saw Lin Chang shielding that bitch Wang Yajun.

Jiang Shuqin clutched her chest, her heart aching.

Lin Chang no longer pretended to be a loving husband—he barely even came home now.

A part of her blamed Lin Xuan.

If he hadn’t exposed the affair, she’d still be living in blissful ignorance.

The fortune-teller had been right—Lin Xuan was a curse, destined to tear this family apart.

Meanwhile, Su Hua sat leisurely in her chair, sipping tea—though her expression was far from calm.

Three hours had passed since Lin Xuan’s call, and he still hadn’t contacted her again…

Jiang Qing approached, studying Su Hua’s mood.

The CEO seemed increasingly displeased.

But it wasn’t a big deal.

Shen Qianqian was already suffering for it, and Young Master Lin was the ultimate trump card.

"CEO Su," Jiang Qing said respectfully. "Butler Wang mentioned that Young Master Lin went out to buy groceries for you. It seems he plans to cook for you personally."

"Hmm."

The hostility around Su Hua vanished instantly.

A faint smile touched her lips.

She loved Lin Xuan’s cooking.

She’d have to return home early today.

Jiang Qing smirked inwardly. As expected, mentioning Lin Xuan’s cooking always worked.

"CEO Su, one more thing—Shen Qianqian has fainted," Jiang Qing reported.

Su Hua narrowed her eyes. "Douse her with ice water to wake her up. Then bring her to me."

"Yes."