The Crazy Son-In-Law

After returning home and finding himself with nothing to do, Xiao Shun visited the factory to check on the progress of the school construction. Zhuang Jin was quite dedicated, not stopping work even on the first day of the new year.

The main structure was almost complete, with two temporary two-story buildings, over a dozen classrooms and offices, and a compacted playground. As for the non-urgent greening, it could be done slowly in the future; as long as the classrooms and offices were ready, school could start on time.

According to the on-site foreman, the project would be completed before or around Febuary. The best paint was used, which would dry in a day or two and be ready for use. Xiao Shun was satisfied, and the next step was to recruit teachers, which he entrusted to Mai Yaqin, so he didn’t have to worry about it.

Meanwhile, Song Qingzhou finished his investigation. Regrettably, he told Xiao Shun that they caught members of an animal protection organization. However, this organization was radical and extreme. Protecting animals was not a bad thing, but too much of it could lead to a loss of broader support.

But this was not Xiao Shun’s concern. He was more interested in how Duan Jia had been doing lately, so he took a taxi to Bamboo Court. By now, it was the third day of the new year. Wang Ye declined all visitors, but he still welcomed Xiao Shun warmly.

“How does it feel?”

In the small garden in the backyard of Bamboo Court, Xiao Shun saw Duan Jia. He was shirtless, squatting with a 200-pound tire in his hands. His inverted-triangle figure and well-defined muscles shone with a dark golden glow under the sun.

As expected, he was rough and tough.

“Mr. Xiao is here. I feel about 70-80% recovered, thanks to your miraculous treatment,” Duan Jia said, putting down the heavy tire, a bright smile on his face as he walked toward Xiao Shun.

“That’s good. I’ve already spoken with Mr. Song. Once you’re fully recovered, he’ll find some work for you,” Xiao Shun said with a smile.

“No problem, I’ll follow your instructions,” Duan Jia replied seriously.

“Alright, get going. Look at the mess you’ve made of my little garden. That Song fellow dumped you here and washed his hands of the matter, just like his good-for-nothing father,” Wang Ye joked, stroking his gray beard.

“During these days, I’ve been under Mr. Wang’s care, and I’ll never forget your kindness. If there comes a day when you need my help, I’ll do everything in my power,” Duan Jia said with a hearty smile, cupping his hands in salute and exuding an air of chivalry.

The three of them chatted casually for a while until Wang Ye’s apprentice, Cao Yuande, came over and whispered something in his ear. Wang Ye nodded lightly and turned to Xiao Shun with an apologetic expression, “A patient has arrived at my house. I must take my leave for a moment.”

“Please go ahead, Mr. Wang,” Xiao Shun replied.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

After that, Wang Ye left the backyard and headed to the front yard.

The day after Tang Shishi arrived in Stillwater, she went to Goodhealth Herbs. However, Wang Ye was declining visitors during the new year period, so she couldn’t gain access. She had no choice but to call her father, Tang Li, for help.

The Kumi Group had a market value of several hundred billion, and Tang Li had extensive connections in the capital. He quickly contacted one of Wang Ye’s old friends, and only today did Tang Shishi have the opportunity to visit.

Three years ago, Tang Shishi had developed a heartache problem. Whenever she had an episode, she would experience chest tightness, shortness of breath, and even convulsions and spasms in severe cases. However, this illness didn’t only affect her; her parents also suffered from similar symptoms, even worse and earlier than hers. Fortunately, the frequency of their episodes wasn’t too high, but it remained a lingering concern for the Tang family.

The Tang family had sought help from renowned doctors both domestically and internationally, but they hadn’t been able to find any answers.

Tang Shishi, the daughter of the Tang family, was not the demure and gentle lady that people might expect from a wealthy family. Perhaps due to her upbringing in martial arts and her experience studying abroad, she was more passionate and spirited. However, when in front of someone like Wang Ye, she still tried to suppress her true nature and behaved in a dignified and gentle manner, much like a well-bred young lady. In this respect, she had some similarities with Song Linger.

After all, they were in a prestigious family, and they had to consider the reputation of the family. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Tang Shishi and Le Wen, her servant, followed Master Wang Ye and his disciple to the West Wing. This was where Master Wang Ye occasionally treated patients who came to seek medical help.

Upon listening to Tang Shishi’s description of her symptoms, Master Wang Ye began to take her pulse. After a short while, he furrowed his brow. Tang Shishi and Le Wen observed his expression, and their hearts couldn’t help but feel anxious.

“Master Wang, what is the matter with my young mistress?” Le Wen asked worriedly.

Master Wang Ye’s frown was not because he had diagnosed a difficult illness, but because the young lady’s pulse was stable, and her body had no major issues. Yet, she had traveled a long way to seek treatment, and it was unlikely that she had come just to make a fool of herself.

“Young lady, please be patient,” Cao Yuande, Wang Ye’s disciple, reminded her, seeing his master’s solemn expression.

After nearly a minute had passed, Master Wang Ye had no choice but to tell the truth: “The young lady’s pulse is stable, and her body is indeed healthy. As for the illness you mentioned, I’m afraid my knowledge and skills are insufficient to help.”

Upon hearing this, Tang Shishi smiled without any ripple of emotion. She had heard such words more than once. She knew that her illness was peculiar, and although it was said to be hereditary, her grandparents and even the older generations had never heard of such a condition. Only her parents and she had it.

“It was a wasted trip,” Le Wen muttered with disappointment.

“Le Wen, don’t talk nonsense,” Tang Shishi scolded her lightly.

She then turned to Master Wang Ye and apologized with a smile: “The young girl doesn’t understand, please don’t take offense, Master Wang. Since even you can’t diagnose the cause of the illness, I suppose it must be fate. We won’t disturb your rest any further. Please excuse us.”

With that, she rose and gave a slight nod, before leading Le Wen towards the door.

As they were just about to step out of the threshold, Master Wang Ye’s eyes flashed, and he suddenly remembered that Xiao Shun was in his backyard. How could he have forgotten such a thing?

With the compassionate heart of a doctor, Master Wang Ye was proud and unwilling to see patients leave disappointed. Moreover, the young girl in front of him was only in her twenties, with many good years ahead of her. He couldn’t bear to see her leave like this.

“Young lady, please wait,” Master Wang Ye hurriedly said.

Tang Shishi and Le Wen stopped and looked back at him, puzzled.

“There is a very good doctor currently visiting my residence. You two can wait here for a moment, and I’ll have someone invite him to diagnose Miss Tang. If even he cannot make a diagnosis, I’m afraid there is truly no one in this world who can,” Master Wang Ye said.

Tang Shishi and Le Wen exchanged glances.

They had heard that the legendary Master Wang Ye was always condescending and arrogant, so they didn’t expect him to have such high regard for someone else. They couldn’t help but feel curious.

However, by now, Tang Shishi had lost hope and hesitated, “Thank you, Master Wang, but if even you cannot diagnose the cause, then others…”