The Invincible Supreme Medical God
Chapter 68 - 67: Talented Scholar and Beautiful Maid

Chapter 68: Chapter 67: Talented Scholar and Beautiful Maid

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Holy shit!

Everyone present suddenly felt their brains short of oxygen, almost about to crash!

The rent for this shop alone costs hundreds of thousands annually! For ordinary people, owning such a shop means you’ll never have to worry about food or drink for the rest of this life or the next!

And yet Yan Xiaobao actually said... What’s the point of having this shabby store?

"..." Li Desheng was genuinely stunned.

Even though he had mentally prepared himself for the unconventional and unpredictable ways of Yan Xiaobao and had believed his sincere efforts would surely satisfy him, Yan Xiaobao still managed to leave him shocked.

Could it be that he felt the shop wasn’t valuable enough?

No! Li Desheng quickly snapped out of it.

As someone who had been navigating the business world for decades, meeting countless people, he could discern from Yan Xiaobao’s eyes that there wasn’t a trace of greed. This proved that Yan Xiaobao was absolutely not a money-hungry person.

It could only mean that the reason for Yan Xiaobao’s dissatisfaction today wasn’t because of money. It was because the Golden Diamond VIP Card Li Desheng gave him could only be used at Desheng Group’s establishments—not convenient enough for Yan Xiaobao.

Yes! That must be it!

Realizing this, Li Desheng immediately opened his briefcase and pulled out another card, offering it to Yan Xiaobao with both hands. "Divine Doctor Yan, my apologies, it seems I’ve truly overlooked something—old age creeping up, I suppose, haha. Please take this card to make sure situations like today’s won’t occur again in the future."

"Oh?" Yan Xiaobao glanced at the unassuming black card in his hand. "This card actually works well?"

Li Desheng gave a faint smile and said confidently, "This is a no-limit black credit card, accepted worldwide. It’ll absolutely work anywhere you go."

Everyone present, except for Yan Xiaobao, widened their eyes and stared unblinkingly at the black credit card in his hand.

A no-limit credit card—the legendary "King of Cards"!

They say owning such a black card is a true testament to the cardholder’s elite status. The card is not something you can apply for; clients are invited by the bank.

For black card holders, there’s no such thing as a "credit limit." Someone once asked a bank executive whether a black card holder could swipe it to purchase an airplane.

The answer was: Absolutely.

Having a black card not only signifies top-tier personal wealth but is also a prestigious status symbol, representing the cardholder’s impeccable financial credibility—a wealthy, influential, and trusted elite individual!

And Li Desheng just handed his black card to Yan Xiaobao—even if it were a secondary card, it’s still mind-blowingly impressive, absolutely extraordinary...

As everyone looked on, stunned and envious, Yan Xiaobao nonchalantly slipped the card into his pocket and casually said, "Since you say it works so well, I’ll take it. But if anything goes wrong again, I’ll truly be mad."

Li Desheng wasn’t fazed in the slightest and chuckled, "Divine Doctor Yan, rest assured, as long as the Li Family stands strong, this card will never encounter any issues."

Still uncertain, Yan Xiaobao asked, "Is your Li Family really that capable? Can you guarantee you’ll never fall?"

"Ahem ahem..." Li Desheng gave a slightly embarrassed laugh. "Well... our Li Family is not exactly almighty, just doing steady and fair business. Friends usually give us some respect, so for now, I don’t foresee us collapsing any time soon."

"Alright, let’s leave it at that for today. After I get some rest in the next few days, I’ll come treat your son again."

After finishing, Yan Xiaobao took the paperwork from the shop assistant, handed the ring over to Xia Rou, and smiled to ingratiate himself. "Rourou, this is the ring I bought for you. Hurry and try it on."

Standing nearby, Li Desheng smiled and said, "Divine Doctor Yan, a ring like this should be put on by you personally."

"Oh, right!" Yan Xiaobao slapped his forehead, took Xia Rou’s hand, and slipped the ring onto her finger.

"You’re a match made in heaven, perfect together. Congratulations!" Li Desheng led the applause, followed by Zhang Zhixue, the store staff, and others, who also clapped and offered their blessings.

Xia Rou stared blankly at Yan Xiaobao as he placed the diamond ring on her ring finger, her emotions a tangled mix, hard to decipher.

"Kiss her!" "Kiss her!" "Kiss her!"

The crowd began cheering, clapping faster to urge them on.

Yan Xiaobao wrapped his hands around Xia Rou’s slender waist, grinning mischievously as he leaned closer.

This time, Xia Rou neither could, dared, nor wanted to resist, letting Yan Xiaobao plant a gentle kiss on her soft, delicate lips.

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At this moment, Cao Yan wished she had never encountered Xia Rou today—she even wished she had never known her. Because she now realized, she would never, in this lifetime, be able to compare to Xia Rou.

The Chief Constable and billionaires came to offer money, show respect, apologize, and gift the unparalleled black credit card... All these proved that Xia Rou’s "young man" husband possessed unimaginable influence. She would never in her life find a man who could surpass Yan Xiaobao.

Before leaving, Xia Rou walked up to Cao Yan and said one final sentence: "If you want a good life, don’t compare yourself to others. Making each day better than the last is enough."

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Without bothering about how Zhang Zhixue planned to deal with Liu Jian, Yan Xiaobao took Xia Rou by the hand and left Chow Tai Fook, considering where to have lunch.

"Let’s go to Desheng Restaurant." Xia Rou pointed to a large sign not far away.

Desheng Restaurant is one of Binhai’s most famous establishments—high class and well-renowned.

Of course, most importantly, as the name of the restaurant suggested, it was an affiliate of the Desheng Group. Dining there would lessen Xia Rou’s worry about Yan Xiaobao causing any more trouble that couldn’t be contained.

Since Xia Rou had chosen the place, Yan Xiaobao naturally had no objections. Holding her soft hand, he happily headed right into Desheng Restaurant.

"Welcome to Desheng Restaurant. How many guests for lunch?" The hostess, dressed in a cheongsam and elegantly poised, asked politely to arrange seating.

"Just the two of us," Yan Xiaobao pointed to himself and Xia Rou, "I’d like a quiet private room."

It was lunch rush hour, and Desheng Restaurant was bustling with activity. The first-floor hall was packed, with many other guests waiting in the lounge area. Naturally, Yan Xiaobao wasn’t willing to queue, nor did he want to eat in a noisy hall with Xia Rou.

"I’m sorry." The hostess hesitated and explained apologetically, "Private rooms require a Golden Member Card for reservation, and they’re fully booked at the moment. You see..."

"We have a member card." Xia Rou, worried about Yan Xiaobao losing his temper, quickly urged him to take out the Golden Diamond VIP Card and hand it to the hostess.

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