Hearing Li Zhenqiang’s voice, Liu Zhigao couldn’t help but take a sharp breath of cold air, instantly feeling as if his scalp was tingling and his back was enveloped in a chill.
He had never imagined that Chen Nan would know Principal Li, let alone be his junior.
If he had known earlier, he wouldn’t have been so impatient, nor would he have said those unpleasant words.
He had originally thought Chen Nan was just an ordinary person, but he never expected that someone like Li Zhenqiang would be backing him.
Although Li Zhenqiang was the vice-principal of Jizhou First Middle School, and there were Principal Zheng and the secretary above him, many teachers at Jizhou First Middle knew that Li Zhenqiang’s status was by no means weaker than those two!
Without further thought, Liu Zhigao hurriedly said, "I’m sorry, Principal Li, I really didn’t know that Chen Nan was your junior."
Li Zhenqiang huffed heavily, then said, "Now that you know my relationship with Chen Nan, you know what you must do next, right? There’s no need for me to say more."
Liu Zhigao was sweating profusely, "Yes, yes, yes, I understand, I will process the paperwork for student Chen Nan right away."
"That’s more like it!" Li Zhenqiang said irritably, then hung up the phone, and smiled at Chen Nan, "You too, clearly coming to me would have solved the issue, why insist on approaching Liu Zhigao?"
Chen Nan revealed a shy smile, "I thought with Uncle Li being busy with official duties, such a trivial matter shouldn’t bother you. Who would have thought, Liu Zhigao would be so unpleasant to talk to."
Li Zhenqiang couldn’t help but ask, "Have you thought it through about that matter?"
Chen Nan knew what Li Zhenqiang meant.
Because he had said before that he also had the ability to help him change his fate against the heavens.
But the latest he needed an answer was after the college entrance examination and before the results were released.
Chen Nan hesitated for a moment, then said with a troubled face, "Uncle Li, I’ll think about it a bit more!"
That matter.
Chen Nan had never hesitated.
Even if he couldn’t get into university.
Even if he failed to fulfill his father’s last wish.
But he wouldn’t impersonate someone else.
He didn’t want to alter someone else’s life and destiny.
However, he couldn’t answer too directly about this matter.
Li Zhenqiang smiled, saying, "Alright, there’s still over a month until the college entrance examination, take your time to consider it."
"Oh, by the way, I was wondering if you could do me a favor, if it’s not inconvenient for you?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Nan immediately had the urge to curse. The reason he hadn’t approached Li Zhenqiang for leave was exactly because he didn’t want to owe him a favor.
Because once he owed him a favor, he was certain Li Zhenqiang would ask for help.
Sure enough.
What he dreaded had indeed come to pass!
Despite this, Chen Nan still said with a smile, "Uncle Li, you’re being too formal, given our relationship we don’t need to be so polite."
Li Zhenqiang’s heart leaped with joy, suppressing his excitement as he said, "The thing is, I have a friend who suffers from severe insomnia and finds it hard to sleep even with sleeping pills."
"I thought, given your exceptional medical skills, you could help him check it out."
"Sure!" Chen Nan agreed readily, "When do you have time? Let’s go take a look at your friend. Insomnia isn’t a big deal, a few needles should do the trick."
Li Zhenqiang’s eyes lit up, and he quickly said, "Let me make a call to check." He then picked up his phone and dialed a number. Once the call connected, he said respectfully, "Secretary Wu, hello, I’ve found a famous doctor who can help Secretary Dai. When would Secretary Dai be available?"
Hearing this, Chen Nan felt a stir in his heart, obviously guessing who Li Zhenqiang’s friend was.
Who else could it be other than the Secretary of the Jizhou City Committee, Dai Shouyi?
This was hardly Li Zhenqiang’s friend!
It was the powerful backing behind him.
Li Zhenqiang, with a face full of respect, said on the phone, "It’s like this, Secretary Dai often suffers from insomnia, and I was thinking of asking this miracle doctor to take a look at Secretary Dai’s health."
"Ah, ah, ah, good, we’ll be right over," he said, hanging up the phone. Then, smiling at Chen Nan, he said, "Let’s go!" 𝒏𝒐𝙫𝙥𝙪𝙗.𝒄𝙤𝙢
"Alright."
Afterwards, Chen Nan followed Li Zhenqiang to a vacation villa in the western city, nestled in a tranquil environment with pleasant scenery.
This villa was not open to the public and belonged to an internal unit of the municipal government, specifically for hosting VIPs and for training use.
Eventually, the car stopped in front of a two-story Western-style building.
After getting out of the car, Li Zhenqiang pressed the villa’s doorbell.
A moment later.
A housemaid came out, opened the door, and invited the two in.
Li Zhenqiang’s face was full of restraint, clearly a bit nervous.
Although he often saw Secretary Dai, every time he did, he felt an invisible pressure.
He stealthily glanced at Chen Nan and saw him with one hand behind his back, his face betraying no emotions, exuding an air of being above the fray.
This made him feel inferior.
Yet he also knew that Chen Nan had genuine talent and knowledge, and even when meeting some important figures, he could remain unflustered.
"Secretary Wu, good day," he said respectfully as he entered the villa, greeting the beautiful figure in the living room.
Chen Nan also saw the figure arranging flowers and felt a flash of appreciation.
She was a mature woman in her thirties.
She had a pair of slender, peach blossom eyes, like carefully pruned willow leaves, elegant yet with a hint of seductiveness, brimming with endless charm.
Her nose was high and delicate, like a lone peak in the mountains, proudly standing on her face, adding a touch of valiance and aloofness, giving off a sense of superiority.
Especially those lusciously colored red lips, looking like two delicate petals ready to drop, exuding a fatal attraction—it was hard not to want to bite into them.
She wore a meticulously tailored black business suit that felt simple yet elegant, also outlining her tall and graceful figure.
Her neckline was slightly open, revealing her delicate collarbone and smooth skin, and perhaps a necklace of simple yet tasteful design hung around her neck, adding a splash of brightness to her stern attire.
Her long, black hair naturally fell over her shoulders, and a few strands of hair inadvertently brushed her cheeks, adding an extra touch of seductiveness.
Wu Mei glanced at Chen Nan, a hint of contempt flashing in her eyes—she clearly didn’t believe this man understood medicine.
She continued pruning the flowers in her hands, her voice coming out cool and detached: "Principal Li, is this your so-called famous doctor?"
Li Zhenqiang, suppressing the nervousness in his heart, said, "Yes, Secretary Wu, although Daoist Chen is young, his medical skills are indeed miraculous. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have brought him here."
Wu Mei paused for a moment, then noncommittally hummed in response.
Although she didn’t believe in Chen Nan’s medical skills, she trusted what Li Zhenqiang said—without some understanding, Li Zhenqiang certainly wouldn’t dare to bring him here.
It would be no different from shooting himself in the foot.
"Secretary Dai just went to sleep," Wu Mei said indifferently, "You may go back first. Let Chen... Daoist Chen stay. When Secretary Dai wakes up, he can help him take a look."
"Okay," Li Zhenqiang said, giving Chen Nan a look, signaling him to stay, and then he turned and left the villa.
After Li Zhenqiang left, Chen Nan cleared his throat and said, "Secretary Wu, if you throw away these lilies, Secretary Dai’s insomnia will naturally cure itself without medicine."
Wu Mei turned to look at Chen Nan, a chill flashing in her seductive peach blossom eyes, "Are you treating me as just a vase?"