Peach-Orange! – Chapter 331 – Dongfang Yang’s Sincerity

Early morning, outside a hotel.

An elderly man with graying hair and excellent vitality boarded Dongfang Yang’s car.

Carrying a black briefcase, his face was kind, his eyes naturally small and further narrowed by round-framed glasses. When he smiled, his wrinkles scrunched up so much that his eyes nearly disappeared.

The one worthy of Dongfang Yang personally picking up could only be the hypnosis master, Dongfang Wen. He was a direct descendant of the Dongfang family and Dongfang Yang’s seventh uncle.

Not only was he accomplished in hypnosis, but he was also a renowned psychology professor, with a lifetime of honors too numerous to count.

With his abilities, even if Doctors Lin and Chen combined their skills, they might still fall short.

Originally, he hadn’t wanted to make the long journey from the capital to Jiuzhou City. When Dongfang Yang first asked for his help, he even considered sending a student to do it instead.

But when he heard the subject of the hypnosis treatment was a girl—

He boarded a plane without another word.

The reason was simple: Dongfang Yang was the only male heir in the Dongfang family’s direct line.

They had arranged introductions to countless girls from prominent families, covering all types: tall, short, plump, slender… yet Dongfang Yang hadn’t shown interest in a single one.

No one expected him to marry in his twenties, but with so many women available, couldn’t he at least play around a little?

Instead, Dongfang Yang not only avoided women but even ran off to Jiuzhou City alone.

The only woman he seemed close to was Qian Qing, yet even then, he showed no romantic interest.

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The family had started to wonder if Dongfang Yang might be gay.

Now, Dongfang Wen’s trip to Jiuzhou City also served as a preliminary inspection.

He said to Dongfang Yang, who was driving, “Kid, did you bring the prepared documents and medical reports?”

“Seventh Uncle, they’re in the bag by your feet. It’s rush hour, so it’ll probably take half an hour to get to my private hospital.”

“No matter. I still need a basic understanding. I’ll take a look now.”

Dongfang Wen adjusted his glasses and casually picked up a medical report from the bag. Wetting his finger with his tongue, he flipped through the pages one by one.

Before long, he let out a soft sound of surprise. “This friend of yours is a bit strange. Severe abdominal trauma, even internal bleeding, yet not only was there no prolonged coma, but she was able to get out of bed in four days and move around in seven?”

Dongfang Wen had seen many bizarre cases, but something like this was a first.

No matter how strong one’s physique or recovery ability, shouldn’t it take at least a month or two?

His gaze turned skeptical. “Kid, you’re not testing me for dementia with a fake medical report, are you?”

“Seventh Uncle, how could I?” Dongfang Yang laughed helplessly. “My friend’s physique is extremely unusual compared to ordinary people. Otherwise, why do you think I repeatedly warned you not to disclose the specifics of this trip to the family?”

“If it weren’t for needing your help with her condition, I wouldn’t have even told you.” Dongfang Yang stopped at a red light, his expression flickering with complexity. “If too many people learn about her situation, even I won’t be able to protect her.”

Thinking of Chi Xiaocheng’s experiences, Dongfang Yang’s voice lowered slightly.

Since childhood, he had lived a carefree life as a young master, with clothes handed to him and meals served to his mouth.

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As the sole male heir of the Dongfang family, his relatives doted on him without limit. Aside from the essential education in knowledge and etiquette required of the Dongfang family, they never interfered with his life.

His father was strict, but his mother was exceedingly gentle.

Between their contrasting personalities, he took after his mother more.

Raised with her teachings to do good deeds, he had often used the family’s money since childhood to help homeless children or the disabled, donating funds left and right as if money meant nothing.

Having helped many people, he understood the struggles of ordinary folks and those at the bottom of society better than most.

As his understanding deepened, “giving a fish” gradually turned into “teaching how to fish.”

Yet, differences in social circles still affected perception. Being poor in the capital was not the same as being poor in an obscure small town.

Both were poverty, but not on the same level.

Having met many people, Chi Xiaocheng stood out as one of the most tragic cases Dongfang Yang had encountered.

Perhaps it was because of Su Tao, or perhaps it was Chi Xiaocheng’s rare combination of beauty and cuteness among ordinary girls, or maybe even that moment when she called him “Brother Dongfang” after resolving a misunderstanding.

Dongfang Yang truly saw Chi Xiaocheng as a younger sister.

With the preconceived notion that “Chi Xiaocheng has a crush on me,” as a normal man, out of 100 parts of ordinary affection, 10 to 20 parts had inevitably turned into something more.

He mostly viewed her as a sister, but it was impossible not to feel some fondness for her.

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And precisely because of this, the more he walked alongside Chi Xiaocheng, the more his heart ached for her.

His private hospital had almost become Chi Xiaocheng’s private hospital. Professor Su became her dedicated doctor, and all the nurses knew her. Because of her uniquely endearing nature, being assigned to care for her was considered a perk.

Though she still had to work, she was obedient and easy to comfort.

And yet, she had nearly died three times!

One could only imagine how torturous it must have been to survive each brush with death.

Human emotions influence tone, gaze, and subtle gestures. With just a glance at his grandnephew, Dongfang Wen was certain the medical report in his hands was likely genuine.

Focusing, he finished reading the report and immediately picked up another, skipping the basic information and going straight to the contents.

The more he read, the more astonished he became.

Heart stopped, yet the cells in her body remained active for an extended period.

In the end, the heart resumed beating due to cellular repair.

Seriously?

‘Are you writing a medical report or a novel?’

But when Dongfang Wen saw the attending physician’s signature, he couldn’t question the report’s authenticity.

He recognized Professor Su. This was a former student of an old friend of his, someone he had even mentored briefly before the professor’s promotion.

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He respected this student’s abilities.

And now, he grew even more eager to meet this miraculous patient.

Time flew by. Due to traffic, they arrived at Great Sun Hospital much later than usual.

By the time the uncle and nephew reached the hospital entrance, Su Tao was already waiting outside on a bench.

Her sleek ponytail swayed in the wind, and her nervous expression relaxed at the sight of them. “Dongfang Yang, you’re back. Is this the master?”

Dongfang Wen looked Su Tao up and down, a flash of admiration in his eyes. Leaning toward Dongfang Yang, he whispered, “Kid, so this is the girl you’ve taken a liking to? No wonder you turned your nose up at all those painted dolls the family arranged for you.”

Dongfang Yang rolled his eyes at his mischievous elder. “Seventh Uncle, stop teasing me. She’s not interested in me.”

He still vividly remembered Su Tao’s words: “I see you as a tool.”

He had mostly seen her as a younger sister, but now, he really had become just an older brother.

Better not to bring it up!

Yet Dongfang Wen looked slightly surprised. “You mean this isn’t Miss Chi Xiaocheng?”

Observation, listening, questioning, and diagnosis were the foundations of his decades of experience.

If someone as extraordinary as this wasn’t the main subject, then who was?