Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Ruthless Fallen Woman

The sneer on the fat boss’s face froze, turning a sickly liver-colored hue. Bai Lan was equally stunned.

Lin Chen had casually shown them a text message confirming a deposit of one million. Anyone who could just casually receive a million must be a multi-millionaire at the very least. They had no idea that this million was, in fact, Lin Chen’s entire net worth. Thus, in their eyes, he had instantly transformed into a man of great wealth.

After the initial shock, the middle-aged woman’s eyes lit up, and she chirped delightedly, "So you really are rich! I misjudged you. This young girl is truly lucky—young and with a wealthy man; no wonder she turned her nose up at Boss Wang. Haha, since you’re so rich, hurry up and pay the damages for your girlfriend."

Hearing herself referred to as Lin Chen’s girlfriend, Bai Lan felt a faint flush creep across her cheeks.

Lin Chen replied coolly, "Paying is fine. But I’m afraid you might have the life to take the money, but not the life to spend it."

"You brat, are you cursing me? Don't think you're all that just because you have money!" the woman shouted angrily.

Lin Chen continued, "I’m not cursing you. I’m telling you that you are ill—gravely ill. If you don’t seek treatment immediately, you won’t have long to live. What use is the money then?"

The woman was incensed. "What nonsense are you spouting? My health is perfectly fine. I see, you just don’t want to pay! If you don't pay up, I’m calling the police!"

The fat boss quickly chimed in, "That's right! Since you have the money, pay up. Fifty thousand, hand it over right now!" Since he couldn't have the beauty, getting fifty thousand was a decent consolation—better than ending up with nothing.

Lin Chen turned back to the woman. "Do you often suffer from headaches? Did you have a severe cold last month and have to get an IV drip at the hospital?"

The woman looked as if she had seen a ghost. "Y-you, how did you know?"

Lin Chen said, "Press hard on the Yamen acupoint at the base of your skull right now and see how it feels."

Though skeptical, the woman felt a prickle of fear at Lin Chen’s confident demeanor; could he really be some kind of miracle doctor? She pressed hard against the base of her skull.

"Ah! It hurts, it hurts so much!" she shrieked.

Now she finally believed him. Recalling his words about being terminally ill and not having long to live, her face went deathly pale with terror.

"Miracle doctor! Miracle doctor, please, save me! I... I don't want to die!" She was on the verge of tears.

The entire restaurant stared at Lin Chen in astonishment. Who would have thought this seemingly ordinary young man possessed such extraordinary medical skills? No wonder the beautiful girl liked him. Bai Lan also gazed at Lin Chen, her mouth slightly agape in surprise.

Lin Chen kept his distance from the woman, who looked ready to pounce and cling to him. "Saving you isn't difficult. But you must tell me the truth about your arrangement with this boss. I suspect he’s the one who put you up to this, right?"

Terrified that she was dying, the woman abandoned all loyalty to the boss and nodded frantically. "I'll tell you, I'll tell you! This man called me here. He had his eye on this beauty and wanted to force her to submit using this scheme. He promised me a thousand if I succeeded, so I came. And this outfit isn't Chanel—it's just a cheap knockoff I bought online for a few dozen bucks."

The crowd gasped, casting looks of disdain at the fat boss. So, the guy had dug a pit for the girl to jump into—he was truly a beast in human clothing.

The fat boss’s face fell. "You... what kind of nonsense are you babbling! I would never do such a thing!"

The woman sneered, "Get over yourself. Do you think you're such a saint? Everyone saw how you were acting earlier!"

The fat boss’s face flushed red. Abandoning the facade, he sneered, "Fine. Even if you know, what are you going to do about it? Are you going to sue me? Do you have proof? I’m not afraid of you. If you’re so capable, call the police! Without evidence, you think the cops can lock me up?"

Lin Chen suddenly sighed at the middle-aged woman. "I cannot save you."

"Ah! Miracle doctor, no! Please save me! Why can't you? I've already told you the truth!" The woman was sobbing, desperate to live.

Lin Chen replied, "There is a saying: evil deeds bring evil retribution. You helped this man scam Bai Lan, which is an evil act. If I save you, I would be going against the heavens. Unless..."

The woman's eyes lit up. "Unless what? Tell me, miracle doctor! I'll agree to anything if you can save my life!"

Lin Chen cast a sidelong glance at the fat boss, a faint smile playing on his lips. The boss felt a jolt in his heart, hit by a sudden, ominous premonition.

Lin Chen said, "Unless you offset your evil deeds. How? Since this fat man made you do this, if you give him a good beating, that would be considered a good deed. The good cancels out the evil, and then I can treat you. Simply put, you just need to ensure this fat man receives his just deserts."

The woman finally understood. The "miracle doctor" wanted to use her to beat up this fat scoundrel. But she didn't care about that; her own life was all that mattered.

"I’m going to kill you!"

With a piercing scream, the woman lunged at the fat boss, tackling him to the ground. Her sharp fingernails raked across his face like a crazed mantis waving its jagged forelimbs.

"Ahhh! Stop it, you mad woman! Get off me! Ah, it hurts, my face! Do you believe me? I’ll have the police arrest you!" the fat boss howled, struggling desperately. But the woman was exceptionally fierce, pinning him firmly to the ground.

The woman sneered, screaming, "I'm about to lose my life, you think I'm afraid of that? I’ll scratch you to death! You’re a piece of trash, and I’m doing heaven’s work!"

It must be said, a person driven by the instinct for survival is truly terrifying. She seemed intent on shredding the fat boss’s face to pieces. Even Lin Chen was taken aback by her savagery.

The onlookers watched with great enthusiasm. Seeing these two villains tear each other apart was incredibly satisfying; everyone had loathed the fat boss for his arrogance.

A few minutes later, the fat boss’s face was a bloody, mangled mess, and even his screams had grown weak.

The woman smiled triumphantly and turned to Lin Chen, fawning, "Miracle doctor, is this enough? If not, I can keep scratching him!"

A chill ran down the spines of everyone watching.