Dashing Student

After lunch, the warm sun shone down a golden hue through the mottled leaves.

Su Yue sits opposite Chen Nan, quietly eating, with her brow furrowed, seemingly worried.

"Chen Nan, I always feel that your clinic will be targeted by competitors." She puts down her chopsticks, eyes full of concern. "You charge cheaply and have good results, which will definitely affect other clinics' businesses."

Chen Nan's lips curl into a cold smile, his voice steady and strong. "A doctor's duty is to save lives and heal the wounded; how could one exploit patients' suffering for profit?"

"I am merely following my heart's choice."

"As for others' interests or potential targeting, what is there to be afraid of?"

Su Yue sighs helplessly, knowing that once Chen Nan decides on something, no one can change his mind.

She glances at her watch, looking hurried, and gives an apologetic smile. "I have classes in the afternoon and need to leave now." After saying that, she leaves by car.

Chen Nan watches Su Yue's car disappear at the end of the street, then turns around to find a brand-new wooden board. He dips it into thick ink and writes a notice of recruiting apprentices and pharmacists, placing it neatly at the clinic entrance.

Afterward, he sits in his black Mercedes-Benz G-Class and slowly drives out of the old town.

The streets of the old town are narrow and winding, lined with low ancient buildings, the walls mottled and marked with the traces of time.

The faded and old shop signs on the street are filled with a strong sense of daily life, pedestrians walk leisurely, and time seems to slow down.

The car enters the high-tech zone, and the scene before him transforms dramatically.

Towering skyscrapers stand in rows, their glass curtain walls glittering in the sunlight.

The wide streets are bustling with traffic, pedestrians hurriedly moving between office buildings and shopping malls, exuding an aura of technology and fashion.

Chen Nan's destination this time is his Aunt Bai Zhi's newly opened beauty salon.

Having not seen her for a long time, his heart is filled with longing!

Soon, Chen Nan arrives at the entrance of the beauty salon.

Opening the door, a tense and oppressive atmosphere greets him, entirely different from the usual fragrance of herbs.

The hall is crowded with people, and the intense arguing echoes in the high space.

"Everyone take a look! This is so-called traditional Chinese medicine beauty treatment!" A woman in a Chanel suit stands on the reception desk, stomping her high heels on the leather surface, leaving indents.

Her face is covered in red spots, looking like it has been splashed with acid, appearing extremely hideous. "I spent eighty-eight thousand on gold foil care, and my face has rotted like this!"

Bai Zhi is surrounded by emotionally charged customers in a corner, looking fatigued but still composed. "Madam, please calm down."

"We can immediately arrange for a dermatology expert to diagnose and find out the cause of the red spots. If it's indeed our problem, we will not shirk responsibility!"

"Diagnosis?" The woman's eyes widen in fury, grabbing the price list from the counter and smashing it forcefully on the ground. The sound of acrylic breaking startles everyone. "I want compensation! One million! One cent less, and I'll expose this black shop to the media!"

Chen Nan's gaze sharpens, swiftly moving through the crowd, standing firmly in front of Bai Zhi, protecting her behind him.

His sharp eyes sweep around, and the noisy hall instantly quiets down, leaving only the heavy breathing of the crowd.

"Stop arguing!" Chen Nan's voice is deep and strong, resonating through the hall like a bell.

He turns to look at Bai Zhi, eyes filled with concern, and softly reassures her. "Aunt, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Seeing Chen Nan, Bai Zhi's tense nerves instantly relax, as if she has found a pillar of support.

Chen Nan's gaze intensifies, staring directly at the audacious woman. "Madam, don't rush to conclusions."

"Since you received treatment in this store, we will certainly give you an explanation."

"But before that, we must ascertain the true cause of the red spots."

"Simply blaming the store without evidence just based on your face, isn't that unreasonable?"

The woman is at a loss for words, her face alternating between red and white.

But quickly, she straightens her neck and shouts brazenly. "Evidence? My face is the ironclad proof! If you don't compensate me with a million today, this won't end!"

Chen Nan moves closer to the woman, his many years of medical practice allowing him to keenly notice the abnormal coloration and distribution of the red spots on her face.

Simultaneously, a faint chemical smell reaches his nose, distinctly different from the beauty salon's care products.

As a cultivator at the Qi Refining Fourth Layer, Chen Nan's eyes are as good as a magnifying glass in microscopic observation.

Despite the dim lighting in the hall, he carefully examines the woman's face.

Every pore, every texture clearly appears before him.

"Why are you staring at me?" The woman becomes extremely uncomfortable under Chen Nan's gaze, instinctively stepping back, her eyes flashing with fear.

Chen Nan withdraws his gaze with a faint smile and speaks confidently. "If I'm not mistaken, the red spots on your face were not caused by the beauty treatment here but by an allergic reaction to inferior skincare products."

Her eyes panic, but she stubbornly retorts. "Don't slander me! I've always used high-end skincare products, how could there be a problem?"

Chen Nan's lips curl into an intriguing smile. "So, after receiving the beauty treatment, you've used other brands of skincare products?"

The woman's pupils shrink as she recalls the beauty salon staff warning her not to use other skincare products within three days after the treatment.

If she admits to using them, wouldn't that be a confession?

Thinking of this, she quickly shakes her head, coldly saying, "Stop with the nonsense! After the treatment, I didn't use any skincare products. These red spots were caused by your beauty treatment."

"Compensate me! Or I'll contact the media to expose you now!"

As soon as she finishes speaking, a group of media workers with cameras enter the door.

Chen Nan's eyes flash like a hawk, quickly capturing the fleeting but unmistakable collusion between the leading troublemaker woman and a media worker.

He becomes increasingly certain that this is a premeditated setup.

"Everyone be quiet!"

Chen Nan raises his voice, his booming sound suppressing the waves of discussion. "Since our media friends are here, it's the perfect time to thoroughly investigate this matter, giving both this lady and everyone present a satisfactory explanation."

He locks his gaze on the woman with red spots, speaking each word slowly and clearly. "Are you sure that you did not use any skincare products after receiving the massage here?"

"Sure, absolutely sure and certain!" The woman's eyes are firm.

"As long as you are sure, that's enough." Chen Nan's face shows a hint of a meaningful smile. "Every beauty product inevitably has certain side effects, and my aunt's salon is no exception."

"However, we do have solutions to handle these effects." Saying this, he looks at Bai Zhi with a smile. "Aunt, please bring me the special potion I created earlier!"

Bai Zhi's mouth twitches, thinking, special potion? When did you ever create a special potion for me?