Your First Cousin

Li Fang clenched his fists, his palms slick with sweat.

This Lin Xuan was actually forcing him to leave the medical profession entirely.

Didn’t he know it was wise to leave people a way out?

Jiang Manting declared, "I will use the Jiang Family’s influence to blacklist Li Fang."

The hospital director added, "As long as I have any say, no one I know will hire Li Fang."

"Count me in."

"Me too."

One after another, the top medical experts stepped forward.

If Li Fang had just admitted his mistake or apologized, they might have even pleaded for leniency on his behalf.

But his arrogance was unbearable.

He had deleted the surveillance footage, smugly thinking Lin Xuan couldn’t touch him.

Fortunately, Lin Xuan knew how to restore it—otherwise, he would have gotten away with it.

"And me. Blacklist Li Fang."

The voice came from Doctor Chen, who had been in a coma after a car accident. No one had noticed when he woke up, but there he was, wheeled in by a nurse.

It was Chen Tian!

A top expert in the same field, respected by everyone. If he spoke, no one would dare ignore him.

Li Fang collapsed to the floor, his face deathly pale.

He… was finished.

With his exceptional medical skills, he had climbed step by step to become a chief physician.

His future had been bright.

Yet in just a few hours, he was being driven out of the medical world…

Aside from practicing medicine, he had no idea what else he could do.

Doctor Chen smiled at Lin Xuan. "Long time no see."

"Indeed, long time no see."

Lin Xuan remembered him—back when Old Jiang had fallen ill, Lin Qingxiu’s treatment had only worsened his condition.

Doctor Chen had appeared then, too.

It was his trust that allowed Lin Xuan to successfully treat Old Jiang.

"Lin Xuan, I heard about you saving Old Jiang. As I expected, you’re remarkable," Doctor Chen said warmly.

"Thank you," Lin Xuan replied with a nod.

"By the way… do you take disciples? I may be old, but I’m a fast learner." Doctor Chen’s tone was almost reverent.

The crowd was stunned.

A fifty-something top medical expert—someone even the hospital director treated with deference—was asking to apprentice under a man barely in his twenties.

But then again… it made sense. Lin Xuan’s medical skills were nothing short of miraculous.

"Master Lin, are you still accepting students? I’d like to learn from you too!"

With Doctor Chen breaking the ice, the other doctors swarmed forward, all clamoring to become Lin Xuan’s disciples.

Lin Xuan’s temple throbbed.

This many people? No, he wasn’t looking for trouble.

He massaged his forehead. "Sorry, I’m not taking any students."

"Oh." Disappointment rippled through the crowd.

"Mr. Lin," Doctor Chen pressed on, "then could I at least get your contact? Just to discuss Old Jiang’s condition—nothing more."

"Fine."

Lin Xuan inputted his number into Doctor Chen’s phone.

The doctor beamed like he’d won the lottery.

The other experts gnashed their teeth in envy, wishing they were Old Jiang’s attending physician.

The hospital director rubbed his hands together and approached.

"Mr. Lin," he said with an ingratiating smile—the kind usually reserved for shady salesmen.

"Director, go ahead." Lin Xuan braced himself.

"Lin Xuan, would you consider working at our hospital? Name your position, name your salary—we’ll meet any demand."

With talent like his, the hospital’s reputation would soar.

"Sorry, I have a company to run. No time."

If Lei Hui were here, he’d scoff—Run a company? Really?

The director froze.

Right. Lin Xuan was the head of Tianmu Group. A man like that was swamped.

And with wealth beyond counting, why would he care about a hospital’s salary?

What a waste of such skill.

Lin Xuan cut to the chase. "But I know someone who can consult here. His fees are steep—50 million per treatment, refunded if unsuccessful."

This was his way of making connections while padding his wallet.

Who ever had enough money?

He added, "Any illness—he can handle it. The method I used on Old Jiang? Learned from him."

The room erupted in shock.

Any illness? That meant… mastery of all fields?

Medicine was vast—mastering even one specialty took a lifetime.

Yet this man was omnipotent.

"Who is he?" the director asked eagerly.

"Physician Xiaoyao."

Lin Xuan handed over a business card. "Here’s his assistant’s number."

"You know Physician Xiaoyao?!" Doctor Chen’s excitement was palpable.

"Yes. We’re sworn brothers."

Lin Xuan had no intention of revealing he was Physician Xiaoyao himself.

Too much hassle.

The other doctors buzzed with awe.

"That’s Physician Xiaoyao!"

"He emerged just months ago—rumor says he can raise the dead!"

"He’s been off the grid for over a month. No wonder Lin Xuan cured Old Jiang—they’re brothers!"

With Su Hua on his mind, Lin Xuan didn’t linger.

"If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave."

"Mr. Lin, wait!"

Jiang Yutong hurried after him.

"Miss Jiang, something else?" His tone was cool.

"In a few days, the Jiang Family is hosting a recognition banquet for my cousin. Will you attend?"

"Cousin? Recognition banquet?"

Lin Xuan frowned.

The Jiangs only had one son. Where did this cousin come from?

Then he remembered—Lin Li’s figure earlier.

Jiang Shuqin shared the Jiang surname. And whenever Lin Chang mentioned the Jiang Family, her expression darkened… Was Jiang Shuqin a Jiang daughter?

"Congratulations," Lin Xuan said. "May I ask your cousin’s name?"

"Lin Li."

Just as he thought.

"Is he your blood relative?" Lin Xuan pressed.