Chapter 21

Ma Yuanfeng's smile deepened, seemingly quite satisfied with the night's result. "Since that's the case, why not start the treatment in the afternoon?"

However, Lin Yu blocked his path. "No need to wait, I'll just change my clothes."

"No rush, you must let Master Lin relax." Having said that, Ma Yuanfeng left the room satisfied and closed the door from the outside.

Lin Yu, while changing his clothes, shouted toward the bathroom: "Your dad has already left."

Hearing this, Ma Zixuan pulled open the bathroom door abruptly, her eyes glaring at Lin Yu.

Facing such a scene, Lin Yu had to admit that he had indeed underestimated the impact of the situation before him.

But he still explained: "Rest assured, I didn't touch you; I wasn't in the room last night."

When Lin Yu left, Ma Zixuan let out a scream, angrily stating that she would not let this go.

Soon, news about the Ma family's little princess and Master Lin being in the same room spread throughout the manor.

Meanwhile, Ma Qingxu, after investigating all night, had not found any useful information about Lin Yu.

Just as he was frustrated, he received a call from his cousin, learning about Ma Zixuan and Master Lin, and received so-called evidence photos.

Seeing the photos, Ma Qingxu was shocked. Even knowing that Lin Yu was the senior brother of the famous Medical Immortal Xu, he could not imagine his eldest uncle would make such a bold move.

Ma Qingxu was in a hurry and rushed to the private hospital.

Outside Ma Yueshang's ward, it was frighteningly quiet, and the Ma family members were gathered there.

The usually willful Ma Zixuan was sitting quietly in the corner at this moment, a trace of grievance on her face.

Long Wu stood guard at the door, and everyone's hearts were hanging, both nervous and complex. They were all praying for the old patriarch to recover his health so that the Ma family could continue to prosper.

About an hour later, Ma Yuanfeng's voice came from inside the ward: "Master, my father, he..."

"He's fine now; he'll be able to walk in two days of rest," came the comforting reply.

"That's good, that's good..." Ma Yuanfeng let out a sigh of relief, repeating words of gratitude over and over, and then opened the door.

What everyone saw was a rosy-faced Ma Yueshang sitting in a wheelchair, while Lin Yu was removing the silver needles used for treatment.

"After Master Ma recovers, he will be able to live for at least another ten years; this is the maximum extent of my ability." After Lin Yu finished his last sentence, he prepared to leave.

Ma Yuanfeng hurriedly stopped him: "Master Lin, please stay. You cured my father, but regarding the engagement between my daughter Zixuan and you..."

"Dad, nothing happened between him and me," Ma Zixuan immediately retorted.

"You stop talking first," Ma Yuanfeng stopped her, and then tried to persuade Lin Yu: "Master Lin and my daughter can be called a perfect match; why not..."

But Lin Yu firmly refused: "No need, being single is also quite good. Farewell."

Ma Yuanfeng's expression immediately turned ugly, while Ma Zixuan looked at Lin Yu's departing back, lost in thought.

Ma Yuanfeng still wanted to keep him, chasing after him to say he would personally see him off, but Lin Yu had already gone downstairs, refusing his kindness once again.

Facing this scene, Ma Yuanfeng angrily scolded Ma Zixuan: "You ignorant child, do you know what kind of person Master Lin is? You two are ultimately not meant to be!"

Ma Zixuan felt incredibly aggrieved, not understanding why her choice had also become a mistake.

Just then, a long-lost voice broke the silence; Ma Yueshang, who had not spoken for two years, actually spoke: "Alright, since Zixuan is unwilling, then don't force it."

Everyone turned their heads in disbelief.

Although Ma Yueshang's voice was hoarse, it was clearly audible, and his speaking again shocked everyone present.

Ma Yueshang had suffered a brain injury after that car accident and had lost the ability to speak ever since.

Everyone thought that even if he could recover his health, it would be impossible for him to speak again.

However, Lin Yu had miraculously made Ma Yueshang speak again.

"Grandpa, woo woo..." Hearing her grandfather's voice, Ma Zixuan excitedly threw herself at the wheelchair, tears streaming down her face.

And Ma Yuanfeng sighed helplessly, "Sigh, forget it!"

Lin Yu left the Ma family manor and used his phone to book a ride-share.

The car arrived quickly, and Lin Yu fell into a dream shortly after getting in.

Three hours later, on Miao Street in Huacheng, the driver tapped Lin Yu to wake him: "We're here, time to get off."

After paying the fare, Lin Yu got out of the car.

Having not returned here for ten years, Lin Yu had never dared to step onto this familiar street. Now that he was back, it was to see the place where he once lived.

He knew that avoidance was not the solution; he had to personally make up for the mistakes he had made.

Lin Yu stopped in front of an old shop called Zhongcaotang and took the key from his bosom to open the door. The dust flying made him cough uncontrollably.

"Cough, cough..." The room was full of dust accumulated over the years, and memories flooded back. He smiled, recalling the time spent with his sister, but blood seeped from his clenched fists.

He had a sister when he was young, but he had lost her.

"Sister, where are you?" Lin Yu called out in a low voice, deciding to start tidying up this place.

The once bustling Zhongcaotang was now a scene of desolation.

After more than an hour of effort, he finally cleaned the shop.

Sitting on a wooden stool in the courtyard, he fell into deep thought, lighting cigarettes one after another.

Suddenly, an arm in a cast appeared in his line of sight, and Zhang Bin walked into the shop with a group of small thugs.

"I've been looking for you for a day and a night, I thought you had run away, but I didn't expect you to be hiding here," Zhang Bin said. Although his arm was broken, he had been discharged from the hospital early to gather people to search for Lin Yu in Huacheng.

Lin Yu looked at Zhang Bin coldly and said: "You are not welcome here, please leave!" But Zhang Bin sat on the master's chair without caring, mocking: "My sister told me that you left with nothing, which means all assets belonging to you belong to my sister."

Zhang Bin stood in the shop and said righteously: "This shop belongs to you, which means it's under my sister's name. Since that's the case, it's my family's property. So, you can leave now."

His arrogant appearance made one want to teach him a lesson. But seeing Lin Yu had no reaction, Zhang Bin became even more arrogant.

"Not only that, I also plan to settle the score with you; you injured my arm." He thought what he said carried weight, but in reality, it appeared even more unreasonable.

Lin Yu did not expect the other party to be so pushy, not even sparing the ancestral home, so he warned coldly: "This is not a place where you can act recklessly. If you don't want to die, leave quickly."

Zhang Bin laughed disdainfully, as if this were his world.

"Haha, I can come and go as I please, what can you do to me? I am Zhang Yuru's brother, who in Huacheng dares to touch me? Let alone this shop, even the entire Miao Street, as long as my sister is willing, she can buy it."