**Lin Yu Wasn't Lying**

  Lin Yu wasn’t lying—earlier that morning, a patient had indeed scheduled a consultation.

  "What kind of patient? Tell them to come back tomorrow!"

  Lei Jun’s voice was cold, his expression clearly displeased.

  "I’m sorry, but integrity matters. Once an appointment is set, it can’t be changed arbitrarily." Lin Yu stood behind the counter organizing freshly dried herbs, not even bothering to look up.

  "Do you know who my grandfather is?!"

  Lei Jun was infuriated by Lin Yu’s dismissive attitude and raised his voice sharply.

  "Whoever your grandfather is, he’s still a human being. I treat all patients equally. Besides, shouldn’t we respect the principle of first come, first served?" Lin Yu replied calmly.

  "You—!"

  Lei Jun was so angry he could barely speak. Since childhood, everyone around him had spoiled and indulged him—when had he ever been treated like this? He rolled up his sleeves, looking ready to throw a punch.

  "Jun, Jun, don’t be impulsive!"

  Seeing the situation escalate, Deng Jianbin quickly stepped in to pull Lei Jun back, mediating, "Since Dr. He already has a patient, let’s come back later, alright?"

  "Hmph! If he won’t treat my grandfather, then I don’t need him to! Let’s go, Uncle Deng!"

  Lei Jun gritted his teeth, spat out those words, and turned to leave.

  He had never trusted Lin Yu’s medical skills in the first place. If it weren’t for Wei Gongxun’s strong recommendation—and not wanting to offend his uncle’s pride—he wouldn’t have come at all.

  "Jun!"

  Deng Jianbin called after him, but Lei Jun didn’t look back. He got straight into the car and left.

  "Dr. He, don’t take it personally. He’s just used to being domineering—rich kids, you know." Deng Jianbin forced a smile. "But about Old Master Lei’s condition..."

  "Brother Deng, if *you* asked for my help, I wouldn’t refuse. But if some random person storms in here, shouting orders at me like I’m their servant—sorry, I don’t cater to that."

  Lin Yu’s face was stern, his tone icy.

  "Yes, yes, you’re absolutely right. His attitude was out of line, but—"

  "Brother Deng, I won’t see you out."

  Before Deng Jianbin could finish, Lin Yu coldly cut him off.

  Seeing Lin Yu’s genuine anger, Deng Jianbin didn’t dare press further. He bowed apologetically. "My apologies, Dr. He. We’ve disturbed you."

  With that, he turned and left the clinic.

  ---

  When they returned to the sanatorium, Wei Gongxun noticed they had come back alone and asked in confusion, "Where’s Jiarong? Why didn’t he come with you?"

  "Uncle Wei, in the future, please don’t recommend such arrogant people to me again."

  Lei Jun’s face was dark with displeasure as he spoke, then went inside to check on his grandfather.

  "Old Deng, what happened?" Wei Gongxun asked Deng Jianbin.

  "Ah, what else? Young Master Lei’s arrogance offended Dr. He, that’s all," Deng Jianbin sighed helplessly.

  "That boy!" Wei Gongxun was also annoyed. He quickly took out his phone. "Let me call Jiarong—"

  "Wait, wait."

  Deng Jianbin stopped him, lowering his voice. "To be honest, I don’t think you should call. Dr. He was truly angry this time. You didn’t see how Jun barged in—even *I* wouldn’t have treated him after that."

  "But Old Master Lei—"

  "Worrying won’t help. The one who tied the bell must untie it. If Jun wants Dr. He’s help, he’ll have to go beg for it himself. Otherwise, no one can force it." Deng Jianbin waved his hand, advising against further interference.

  He had known Lin Yu long enough to recognize when he was genuinely upset—and this was one of those times.

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  For now, he decided not to meddle. If he ruined his own standing with Lin Yu, it wouldn’t do him any good.

  Once Old Master Lei’s condition stabilized, Wei Gongxun and Deng Jianbin took their leave.

  ---

  That night, Lei Jun stayed with his grandfather, worried about his condition. But the next morning, Old Master Lei didn’t wake up. No matter how much Lei Jun called to him, the old man remained unresponsive—his face flushed, his expression pained, as if he had slipped into a coma.

  Terrified, Lei Jun immediately called the hospital director. Within ten minutes, the director arrived with two doctors, but their skills were limited. They had no solution.

  Lei Jun then called Elder Song, explaining the situation in a panic.

  On the other end of the line, Elder Song was shocked. "How could this happen? Didn’t Xiao He examine and treat your grandfather yesterday?"

  Even if Lin Yu couldn’t cure Old Master Lei’s condition, with his abilities, he at least shouldn’t have let the old man deteriorate into unconsciousness.

  "I... I never asked him to come."

  Lei Jun’s voice wavered with guilt.

  "Nonsense! I told you explicitly to invite him! Why didn’t you go?!" Elder Song roared in anger.

  "I *did* go, but he was too busy," Lei Jun defended hastily. "Elder Song, my grandfather’s condition is critical now—can’t you come back immediately?"

  All along, Lei Jun had pinned all his hopes on Elder Song.

  "Jun, I’ll be honest with you. I told your grandfather long ago that his illness was beyond my ability to cure. But he didn’t want to sadden you all, so he kept it to himself." Elder Song sighed, his voice heavy with resignation.

  He and Old Master Lei had known each other for years. Though they didn’t meet often, they held deep mutual respect. If there had been even a sliver of hope, Elder Song would never have given up.

  "What?! You... you couldn’t cure him either?!" Lei Jun’s heart lurched in panic. The pillar of his faith crumbled instantly.

  If not for his military discipline keeping him steady, he might have collapsed on the spot.

  Having been raised by his grandparents, Lei Jun shared an exceptionally deep bond with them. The thought of losing his grandfather forever was unbearable.

  "This is an old, stubborn illness. Back in the day, I might have been able to cure it. But delayed until now? It’s impossible. If there’s *one* person in this world who can heal your grandfather, it’s Xiao He. His medical skills surpass even mine—that’s why I insisted your grandfather come to Qinghai."

  Elder Song’s voice was grave. In his heart, if anyone could perform a miracle, it was Lin Yu.

  "Elder Song, please tell me the truth—how much longer does my grandfather have?" Lei Jun choked out.

  "Given his current state... likely no more than a week." Elder Song sighed. "I’ll wrap up matters here in the next couple of days. If Xiao He can treat him, all the better. If not... I’ll at least return to see Old Lei off."

  His voice cracked, his eyes reddening.

  "Alright, Elder Song. I... I’ll go beg him. I’ll go right now! No matter what, I’ll bring him back..."

  Tears streamed down Lei Jun’s face. After hanging up, he instructed the attending physician to watch over his grandfather, then bolted out the door.

  ---

  "Uncle, your condition is called 'palpitations below the heart.' I’ll prescribe a strong formula. Follow my instructions, take six doses, and you’ll recover completely without relapse."

  Lin Yu was in the middle of diagnosing a patient. Thanks to yesterday’s publicity, quite a few people had come seeking his help today.

  "Dr. He, please, I beg you—save my grandfather!"

  Lei Jun rushed in as soon as he arrived, his voice urgent. "Dr. He, my grandfather is now—"

  "Get out!"

  Before he could finish, Lin Yu coldly cut him off. When treating patients, he hated interruptions—especially from someone as ill-mannered as Lei Jun.

  Lei Jun swallowed hard, forcing the rest of his words back down his throat.

  Only after Lin Yu had finished with the current patient did Lei Jun approach again, pleading, "Dr. He, I offended you yesterday. Punish me however you want—but please, save my grandfather..."

  "I said, get out!"

  Lin Yu didn’t even glance at him, his expression unreadable. "I’m seeing patients. Don’t disturb me."

  Lei Jun clenched his fists, his face tense with anxiety, but he said nothing. He stepped aside and waited impatiently.

  Patients came and went steadily. Lin Yu didn’t stop for a moment. At noon, he hastily ate a takeout meal before resuming consultations.

  Lei Jun, however, ate nothing. In his grandfather’s state, how could he have any appetite?

  By the time Lin Yu finished with the last patient, it was already evening. Lei Jun approached once more. "Dr. He, please come see my grandfather..."

  "Sorry, clinic hours are over. If you want a consultation, come back earlier another day." Lin Yu tidied up his things, his tone indifferent.

  With that, he locked the clinic and walked away without a backward glance.

  "Dr. He..." Lei Jun was at a loss. It was clear Lin Yu was still angry. Regret gnawed at him—yesterday, he had been too impulsive.

  ---

  The next morning, after ensuring his grandfather was stable, Lei Jun returned to Lin Yu’s clinic. This time, he didn’t shout or interrupt. When he saw patients inside, he stayed silent, quietly taking a seat to wait.

  By the time the last patient left, evening had fallen again.

  Lin Yu stood to close up. Lei Jun approached respectfully, bowing deeply at a perfect ninety-degree angle. His voice was earnest.

  "Lei Jun humbly requests the doctor’s aid. Your kindness would be engraved in my heart forever."

  "Sorry, we’re closed for the day."

  Lin Yu didn’t even lift his eyelids as he turned to leave.

  "Dr. He..."

  Lei Jun wanted to chase after him but feared further angering Lin Yu. Reluctantly, he stepped back.

  ---

  On the third day, Old Master Lei remained unconscious, though now he coughed intermittently in his sleep. The nurse hurriedly wiped his mouth with a towel—only to find the saliva mixed with thicker traces of blood than before.

  Horrified, Lei Jun didn’t hesitate. He turned and ran straight back to Huisheng Hall.

  When he left, a light drizzle had begun. By the time he arrived, it had turned into a downpour. He didn’t bother with an umbrella. Standing at the clinic’s entrance, he stopped, not daring to step inside—afraid his drenched clothes would dirty the floor and further provoke Lin Yu.

  Inside, Lin Yu was diagnosing two or three patients. Lei Jun didn’t dare make a sound. He stood rigidly in the pouring rain, waiting patiently.

  Water streamed down his face and hair, soaking his clothes completely.

  When Lin Yu finally finished with the last patient, Lei Jun took two splashing steps forward. Facing Lin Yu’s direction, he dropped to his knees with a *thud*. His voice trembled but carried clearly through the rain.

  "Lei Jun—*three times* begging the doctor! Please, lend your hand and save a life!"