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nChapter 209: Seeing is Believing

n“I go by Nan Qi now… well, whatever… look at the mess you’ve made. Come on, let’s get you checked up. Hopefully you don’t have a concussion.”

n“I’m okay, I’m really okay, hey…” Despite Xiao Yu’s repeated refusals, he couldn’t stop Nan Qi from forcefully pulling him up from the bench.

nAs Xiao Yu stood up, Nan Qi realized something wasn’t right.

n“What happened to your leg?”

n“Uh, it’s just a sprain. I… I wasn’t being careful when climbing the stairs.”

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nNan Qi didn’t believe him one bit. Just when he was about to bend over to check it, he heard a familiar voice from behind him.

n“Doctor Chu.” A female nurse clutching a stack of documents ran over, huffing and puffing. “You’ve finally come.”

n“The president called me. Where is the old man?”

n“His high blood pressure flared up again, so Director Du sent him off for treatment. He’s resting in his office now. So, I’m here instead.” The nurse wiped the sweat off her forehead.

nNan Qi was stumped. “How did that even happen…?”

nThe nurse glared fiercely at Xiao Yu. “It definitely wasn’t because some hoodlum crashed his office on the tenth floor! Five security guards couldn’t even stop him. Then, the president got angry and…”

n“Beat Xiao Yu into this state,” Nan Qi supplied gruffly.

nPathetic couldn’t even fully capture Xiao Yu’s appearance right now. His custom-tailored suit was hanging off his body like a set of rags, and the scarf around his neck was frayed to the point that it was more a ball of yarn than anything else. Even his belt hadn’t escaped damage. But, other than the obvious bruise on his forehead, the remainder of Xiao Yu’s injuries were hidden under his clothes. As for Xiao Yu’s “sprained ankle”, Chu Ge was fairly sure that it was from the president’s walking stick.

nAlthough the president had come out of retirement to assume this position, it would be a mistake for anyone to underestimate the combativeness of the just-turned seventy-year-old old man. Xiao Yu’s current condition was evidence enough.

nNan Qi wasn’t sure whether to believe this “high blood pressure”. True, the president was old, but he was more physically fit than many young adults. Every morning, he climbed the ten floors to his office using the stairs without any aching back or shortness of breath.

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nIn truth, it was very unlikely that the president had gotten overexcited with Xiao Yu. Instead, the director had probably taken the president away to relax with good food and drink before things had become too serious. Poor Xiao Yu had been left guiltily tending to his own wounds all on his lonesome.

nWell, Nan Qi didn’t want to think about it anymore. It felt too oppressive.

n“Hmph, serves you right,” the nurse said.

nThe nurse added with sympathy towards Nan Qi, “Doctor Chu, don’t worry. We’ll always support you. This matter won’t end here. The investigation must continue! Here, the director printed some records for me to pass onto you…”

n“It’s fine now. You can go back. I can handle this.”

nNan Qi snatched the records away from the nurse and forcefully pulled Xiao Yu towards the elevator.

n“Hey, wait! Doctor Chu, you can’t go alone!”

n“I’ll be fine. The rest of you should get back to work.”

nNan Qi pulled Xiao Yu and started leaving as quickly as he could. The nurse went to follow but then stopped. She crossly shouted after them, “Doctor Chu, please be careful. If anything goes wrong, call the police directly. We can’t be too careful with these things.”

nNan Qi waved the records in acknowledgement.

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nNan Qi walked the familiar path back to his office. After fixing up Xiao Yu and setting up the hospital bed for him, Nan Qi went out to buy him a new set of clothes. On the way back, he set up an appointment for a full physical checkup for Xiao Yu tomorrow.

n“I just randomly bought these. Yan Jin can reimburse me the 880 yuan later.” Nan Qi threw the clothes onto the bed and pulled up a chair for himself. He absentmindedly flipped through the records the nurse had given him.

n“I won’t be spending the night here, right? Yan Jin is going to worry…”

n“Fuck!” Nan Qi suddenly shouted.

nXiao Yu immediately froze.

n“…It’s nothing, go on.”

nNan Qi set the “records” aside.

nOut of sight, out of mind.

nUnder normal circumstances, if a past patient was accusing them of medical malpractice, the “records” that the nurse had given him from the director would contain the patient’s medical file and the operating doctor’s name. As the doctor, Nan Qi would be able to confirm that no such error had occurred which would settle the matter, right?

nInstead, what were those “records” really?

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nThe “records” weren’t Xiao Yu’s medical history. They had nothing to do with the connection between Xiao Yu, Nan Qi, and the hospital.

nThose documents couldn’t even be called “records”.

nThey were actually a contract.

nBut no, it wasn’t the kind of contract for a quiet out-of-court settlement either. It wasn’t remotely related to that. It was a stock transfer contract.

nIt was a stock transfer contract with no strings attached! Furthermore, those stocks were YL stocks!

nNan Qi had been able to work at the hospital for so long as “Chu Ge” was largely because the director was his senior brother. As such, taking an entire day off was extremely simple. TLN: Senior brother refers to an elder disciple who studied under the same master. It doesn’t necessarily mean brother by blood.

nIt was even more coincidental that the director was actually one of the Du Family’s sons. He was both Nan Qi and Yan Jin’s uncle and was seven years older than Nan Qi. He was also one of the few people who had known Chu Ge’s true identity and had faithfully kept the secret for ten years.

nNow, this senior brother who was wise beyond his years had given one of his nephews a five percent share in YL.

nThe important part was that they were YL shares.

nNan Qi felt very depressed.

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nHe couldn’t find a good use for the shares. They weren’t even suitable for use in negotiations. He could only give them to Yan Jin as a birthday gift.

nBah! In his dreams!

nNan Qi couldn’t feel any happiness from the priceless gift. Instead, he felt his anger bubbling.

nThe contract alone signified that his senior brother had long since been aware of Xiao Yu’s identity and motive. He had leveraged this by letting the old president out to cause a ruckus, thereby scamming Nan Qi into coming to the hospital. Then, he’d used the president as an excuse to ditch the situation.

nThis explained why the tussle had been so chaotic. When Nan Qi had arrived, only gossiping nurses had been left standing around with not a single security guard in sight.

nIt had all been orchestrated by his senior brother.

nIf he thought about it some more, the meaning behind the contract was clear.

nAlright, alright, stop fighting. I’ve already prepared a gift for you; now go make up with each other.

nNan Qi decided not to think about it any more.

nIgnorance was bliss.

n“Um, I’m really sorry about all of this, particularly to the hospital. I’ve seen this type of thing on TV before and always felt that the people causing trouble should go die. I never thought I would do this kind of thing one day. Maybe I’ll anonymously send them a pennant later.” TLN: A pennant is traditionally given as a gift of gratitude.

n“You absolutely shouldn’t.” Nan Qi itched to reveal everything, but he knew that it wouldn’t be good to tell Xiao Yu what had really happened. He could only feel an extreme pity for the blockhead in front of him. He nonchalantly added, “Our hospital is never concerned about hospital fights. In fact, we enjoy the increased name recognition. Next time, don’t come alone. Bring at least ten street thugs with you.”

nXiao Yu didn’t detect the angry sarcasm and blinked blankly. “Huh?”

n“Forget it, never mind…” Nan Qi got up. “I’ve already patched up all your exterior wounds. You shouldn’t have too many internal injuries by the looks of it. It’s very late now; you should stay the night here. There’ll be a physical checkup for you tomorrow morning. If nothing is wrong, I’ll send you back home.”

n“Hey, no need, no need! There’s really nothing wrong. I wanted to say earlier that I’m fine. And, if I don’t go home, Yan Jin will worry…”

n“Give him a call.”

n“I’m fine. I’m able to jump around without any issues…”

n“Then, let me see you jump. I’ll let you go if there actually aren’t any problems.”

nXiao Yu: “…”

nWell, he really couldn’t jump.

n“Alright, no more nonsense. Do whatever you want, but you should probably heed a doctor’s advice.” Nan Qi grabbed his white doctor scrubs and headed for the door.

n“Wait, wait!” Xiao Yu’s yell successfully stopped Nan Qi.

n“What now?” Nan Qi impatiently looked back at him.

n“Well, umm, I had to get in such a state to see you. Could you hear me out…?”

n“I know what you’re going to say.” Nan Qi’s voice sounded somewhat sad. His heart was heavy.

nXiao Yu alone was enough to make him feel down. He hadn’t expected his senior brother to pile on him too.

nHe’d been very shocked by the contract. For at least a moment, he’d wondered if his fight with Yan Jin was really as serious as he thought.

nWas it not?

nIt’s probably because these people don’t know what really happened, Nan Qi thought uncertainly.

n“Good, seeing that you already know, then let me just simply add…”

nXiao Yu had never been a stubborn-headed person. He decisively chose not to bicker and pleaded, “I don’t know what happened between you and Yan Jin. But, at least for Yan Jin, I know he definitely doesn’t want to fight with you… I really hope you two can have a chat.”

n“Talk is useless when things turn south,” Nan Qi muttered.

nXiao Yu heard the words and looked down on them as he realized this truly was a schoolyard-level quarrel. He continued to play the role of an “elder sister” and added, “From an outsider’s perspective, some misunderstanding must have happened…”

n“Misunderstanding?! He admitted it himself! How can that be a misunderstanding?!” Nan Qi suddenly yelled. Xiao Yu recoiled in fright.

nXiao Yu actually didn’t know anything about what had happened. He couldn’t dig any information out from Yan Jin, and Chu Ge had a similar attitude. So now, he didn’t have much he could say.

nHe didn’t have a choice though. He couldn’t stand there silently. Xiao Yu desperately tried to think of something to say. In the end, he came up with something very unreasonable.

n“Empty words can still be heard, but seeing is believing. Even if you heard things directly, they might not be the full truth.”

nThese sappy words came from a contrived drama Xiao Yu had seen several days ago.

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