Su Wensheng hurriedly opened the door and saw Lin Chen chatting with Elder Su.

Witnessing Elder Su chatting and laughing with a flushed face, everyone was stunned.

"How is this possible!"

Just moments ago, Elder Su had nearly reached his last breath, but now he was able to sit up and chat over tea, which was simply miraculous.

"Dad, you're alright!"

"Grandpa!" Everyone ran into the bedroom, overjoyed.

Su Wenqing's expression fluctuated, "Dad, you don't feel unwell anywhere, do you?"

"Are you cursing me?" Elder Su said somewhat dissatisfied.

"I, no, it's just that—"

Su Wenqing glanced at Lin Chen, a youngster of seventeen or eighteen dressed in cheap street clothes. If you told him Lin Chen was a street hustler, he'd believe you, but he couldn't bring himself to believe that Lin Chen was a Divine Doctor no matter what.

"Hmph, if it weren't for Xiaobei bringing this young Divine Doctor here, I would have been on my way to the netherworld. Instead of being grateful, you mock. Is this how I taught you to be human? Or are you hoping for me to die sooner so you can divide the inheritance?" Elder Su raised his eyebrow and scolded angrily.

"That's not what I meant." Su Wenqing's face changed, and he quickly said.

"Then why don't you thank the young Divine Doctor?" Elder Su said coldly.

With a face turning the color of iron, Su Wenqing awkwardly said, "Dad, I've brought a medical Ph.D. from the University of Nottingham to have a look at you!"

"What medical Ph.D., I don't believe in them, I only trust Lin the Divine Doctor," Elder Su said, rejecting the foreign doctor without even giving him a glance.

"Elder Su, you should still let the doctor check on you. Traditional medicine has its merits, and Western medicine has its strengths. And even though there's nothing seriously wrong with your health at the moment, regular check-ups are still necessary," Lin Chen said with a smile.

Upon hearing Lin Chen's words, Su Wenqing was taken aback for a moment, then a rare smile appeared on his face, "Thank you!"

"It's nothing, I'm Xiaobei's friend; naturally, I should help her out," Lin Chen responded.

At this time, Su Yuan had a very ugly look on his face. In his eyes, Lin Chen was just a poor loser. Even though Lin Chen had saved Grandpa last time, he thought it was merely a fluke. But this time, Lin Chen had actually pulled Grandpa back from death's door!

Once is luck? Could twice still be called luck?

Finally convinced, Su Yuan approached Lin Chen and bowed, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lin. I was blind and failed to recognize a Divine Doctor."

Lin Chen smiled faintly, "It's alright, I did it for Xiaobei's sake. But I have a word of advice that might do you some good, 'Don't judge a book by its cover.'"

Although Elder Su repeatedly invited Lin Chen to stay for dinner, he still declined.

Xiaobei escorted Lin Chen to the door, "Thank you, Xiaochen."

"You're my fourth wife, aren't you? There's nothing to thank me for," Lin Chen said with a chuckle.

"Fourth wife?" Xiaobei frowned.

"Does that mean I'm not even the third one?" Xiaobei's eyes were filled with a sense of grievance.

"Wrong, you can't put it like that. The 'third' refers to a mistress, but I said 'wife,'" Lin Chen replied with an earnest look.

"Oh, then who are the first three sisters?"

"Well, the first wife is Xue Ying; the second wife, Zhao Xiaowen; the third wife, Qin Lan; the fourth wife is you. Of course, there's also the fifth wife, An Xiaodi, the sixth wife..." Lin Chen began counting on his fingers.

"So you want to be like Wei Xiaobao and marry seven wives!" Su Xiaobei sneered.

"Wrong. Wei Xiaobao is indeed a legend, but my ambitions are far greater," Lin Chen said with a lofty demeanor.

"Hmm, I really feel like beating you up on behalf of those other girls," Su Xiaobei snorted coldly.

Right at that moment, Lin Chen's phone rang, and he grinned mischievously, "See, Xiao Wu is calling."

As soon as the call connected, An Xiaodi's voice came through, "Lin Chen, you have half an hour to get to the school's Taekwondo gym immediately."

No sooner had she finished speaking than the call was disconnected.

In the past few days, Lin Chen hadn't shown up due to his training, and An Xiaodi had already made it clear that she would not go easy on him if she caught him. By the sound of her voice, An Xiaodi seemed to have lost her temper, and Lin Chen dared not refuse to go.

"Fourth wife, I've got to dash. See you later," Lin Chen didn't dare delay and hurriedly got into his car to drive straight to Capital City University after saying goodbye to Su Xiaobei.

Inside the Taekwondo gym, An Xiaodi was livid, "An Zainan, what do you mean by this? We reserved this training ground well in advance."

"Yours? That's a joke! Taekwondo is the national essence of our rod-shaped country. Do you Chinese, this bunch of sick men of East Asia, also practice? Don't insult our sacred national essence," An Zainan said coldly.

"Yeah, if you have the guts, let's have a contest, and whoever loses should get out."

"Chinese pigs, sick men of East Asia, haha, do you have the courage to challenge our Martial God, Zainan?"

A group of rod-shaped country exchange students behind him egged him on.

Each Chinese student on this side had a furious expression, and An Xiaodi's teeth were grinding audibly with rage.

She was eager to compete, but after all, she had just begun learning Taekwondo, and she would be no match; however, these rod-shaped country brats were infuriating.

The trainees behind her were all aware of An Zainan's prowess. Born into a Taekwondo family, he had practiced from a young age and won the youth and junior Taekwondo championships of his rod-shaped country, earning the title of the young War God.

Moreover, this guy was known for his ruthless attacks. It was said that during a Chinese Taekwondo invitational, almost all the opponents who faced him ended up injured, with a few even sustaining broken bones from his kicks.

"Hey, beautiful, how about I take you on as my apprentice? You can practice here on this ground and receive my personal guidance," An Zainan said, his gaze greedily fixed on An Xiaodi's perfect face.

"Humph, you're dreaming! I would never take you despicable rod-shaped country pigs as masters!" An Xiaodi snorted coldly.

Upon hearing An Xiaodi's words, An Zainan's face abruptly darkened, "Ungrateful China pigs, listen up! I'm giving you one minute to get out of the Taekwondo gym, or don't blame us for using force to kick you out."

So arrogant, so domineering. Everyone was so angry that they clenched their fists, yet no one dared to make a move.

Just then, a cold voice rang out, "You rod-shaped country brat dare to be rampant on our Chinese turf."

A tall figure appeared at the doorway, "It's Li Delong, Brother Long is here."

Everyone's spirits lifted, as Li Delong was the president of the Taekwondo Association and a well-known Taekwondo expert in the school.

An Xiaodi also let out a sigh of relief, finally someone had stepped forward.

Hearing that voice, An Zainan's face suddenly wore a cold smirk, "Oh, isn't this President Delong? I was just looking for you. It's about time we had a new president for our school's Taekwondo club. You China pigs don't deserve this honor at all!"

"What did you say?" A glint of ferocity flashed in Li Delong's eyes.

"Whether we deserve it or not isn't for you to decide. Let's have a match and find out," Li Delong said coldly.

Li Delong, a senior, was tall and muscular, whereas An Zainan was just a freshman and quite frail, so Li Delong's advantage in height and leg length was very obvious.

The two men donned protective gear and stood in the center of the ring, eyes burning with rage, each poised for a fierce confrontation!

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