<h4>Chapter 1287: Chapter 1300:</h4>


    Upon hearing that she was specifically requested to diagnose, Lin Zhihan felt a vague sense of disappointment, thinking someone was enamored by her beauty and unable to stop, getting kidnapped in broad daylight. As it turns out, what they admired was her medical skill.


    Lin Zhihan collected herself, took the stethoscope in hand, and strode inside.


    Before she could see clearly who was lying in the bed, she heard a hoarse, low, and extremely impatient voice, "Get out!"


    Lin Zhihan paused slightly again, her disgust growing stronger. She hated men shouting in hospital wards, it severely affected the patients’ rest.


    The next moment, another man’s voice drifted out from somewhere inside the room, "Young Master, I follow the olddy’s orders and can only leave once I assure everything’s fine after your check-up."


    Check-up?


    Young Master?


    Hearing this, Lin Zhihan walked inside with questions.


    With a "crash," a ss cup elegantly traced a solitary line through mid-air from the direction of the bedside, conveniently shattering by Lin Zhihan’s feet.


    The shards bounced up and hit her smooth foot, instantly creating slender little cuts that turned red.


    Lin Zhihan, feeling the pain from her foot’s surface, couldn’t help but hiss.


    Maintaining professional conduct, Lin Zhihan suppressed her anger and walked up to the bed.


    A many with a dark face, half-reclined on the hospital bed, with the hospital gown perfectly ced on the bedside cab.


    Lin Zhihan hesitated, casting a suspicious nce between the two men, and asked, "The patient?"


    "This..." The man beside her was about to point to the man on the bed and say something, but thetter forced the rest of his sentence, "is," back with a cold look.


    Only then did Lin Zhihan fully focus on the man on the bed.


    What a captivating face.


    Despite considering herself experienced, Lin Zhihan was still stunned by him.


    Sunshine poured in, reflecting on his short brown hair, with finely chiseled features appearing as if crafted by the ghostly hands of Heaven and Earth, a perfect blend—not too soft, not too harsh. Below two handsome sword-like brows, a pair of deep eyes, filled with fiery intensity, watched her intently.


    He...


    Looked so familiar.


    Lin Zhihan kept trying to recall where she’d seen him before.


    Wait?


    A scene from TV, frequently aired recently, shed in her mind. The man in the picture, always impably dressed, caused a stir every time he appeared. Though never showing his full face, Lin Zhihan confidently matched his appearance to this man.


    He’s Jiang Chen!


    Ever since he took over the Jiang Family just half a year ago, the jewelry industry had be globally monopolized, and other industries were also flourishing, generating billions in profit daily, ruthless in action, sharp in judgment, mastering both the legitimate and underground worlds.


    Such a legendary figure in business, how could he appear here?


    As Lin Zhihan met his gaze, their eyes locked. She distinctly felt the powerful aura emanating from him and her heart inexplicably trembled, making her avert her gaze hastily.


    She cleared her throat and said to the man on the bed, "I’m an OB-GYN, I don’t do urology."


    "So, sir, please seek another expert."


    After speaking, she nced lightly and quickly diverted her gaze elsewhere.


    Feeling a bit regretful, Lin Zhihan thought, how could such a beauty have a male disorder, she seemed to hear the sound of many young hearts shattering.


    The man on the bed captured her expression, slightly squinting his long eyes, lips slightly parted, in a detached tone, "I believe you’ve misunderstood, miss."


    Lin Zhihan froze, misunderstood?


    Could it be you’re here for a gynecology exam?


    "I called you here, for verification."


    Once those words fell, the man on the bed gestured for the man beside him to leave. Hesitating for a moment, the man seemed to understand something rare—finally, the young master was willing to let a doctor examine him, whether it’s verification or check-up.


    He nodded, "Yes, Young Master."


    Inwardly, Lin Zhihan kept silently critiquing, verification my foot!


    For heaven’s sake, check what department you should be in, asking an OB-GYN to diagnose a man? Verification? Verify what? Whether you’re male or female?


    Dragging her over forcibly, it turned out to be a mistake, her travel expenses!


    That’s money! As if a chunk of flesh was carved out from her heart!


    She had been saving for months!


    With a click, the door closed, Lin Zhihan realized only the two of them were left in the ward.


    Perhaps Lin Zhihan’s imagination or the powerful chill emanating from the man, she felt coldness spreading from her feet throughout her body, instinctively tightening her hand in her pocket.


    Sometime unnoticed, Jiang Chen had risen, his tall silhouette casting on the ground. The custom-made suit on him was perfectly tailored, entuating his wless figure. His long legs now walked toward Lin Zhihan, step by step.


    Lin Zhihan didn’t know what came over her; she stood there motionless, feeling like frozen, finally finding her voice after a while, saying, "I’ll go get you a urologist."


    After saying that, she stepped to leave.


    A long arm swept out, blocking her path, a sly glint in his eyes, extremely suggestive yet devoid of warmth: "Miss, you suffice."


    Lin Zhihan red at Jiang Chen, "Rogue!"


    He tried to turn and leave but was blocked again by Jiang Chen, "Seems harsh, calling me a rogue when I’ve done nothing, isn’t it?"


    Lin Zhihan red at him angrily, "What exactly do you want?"


    Jiang Chen chuckled, shaking his head lightly, "Nothing, just to remind you, as a doctor, you should treat everyone equally. Why worry about the propriety of gender interactions in the 21st century?"


    Lin Zhihan pressed her lips tightly, seeming to struggle a long time before speaking, "Then you lie back down, I’ll examine you."


    Next, nothing followed.


    Chu Ge suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the ceiling nkly, lost in thought.


    After quite a while, he slowly stood up.


    The same people, in the same time and space, yet different things were happening. What was going on?


    Chu Ge pondered, reaching for his phone to call Jian Chunqiu, but seeing the time was only 3 AM, he put the phone back down.


    Although these dreams kept urring, making him quite annoyed, fortunately, they hadn’t seriously impacted his life.


    But continuing like this wasn’t a solution; they need toe up with a strategy.


    If time and space truly be disrupted, consequences would be unimaginable.