Chapter Fifty-One: Are You Sure You Want to Spar With Me?

"What kind of medicine is it?" Han Qin asked, her face full of curiosity.

Chen Yang chuckled and replied, "In short, it's a good remedy—these are it." He carried the black bag to Han Qin's bedside, took out the box containing the Vitality Pills, opened it, and showed the pills inside to Han Qin.

Han Qin, seeing that the box contained nothing but some herbal pills, looked a bit dismissive. "I thought it was something special, but they're just some herbal pills."

Hearing this, Chen Yang couldn't help but laugh. "Mom, these are not ordinary pills. Only I can get them; no one else can."

After all, these pills were personally crafted by Master Sun Shengfang, a national treasure of traditional medicine. To have Han Qin call them ordinary was almost too much.

Of course, Han Qin could see that the pills Chen Yang brought her were of high quality. But when Chen Yang claimed these pills could only be obtained by him, she thought he was boasting. Han Qin disliked this kind of bragging from Chen Yang. With a cold face, she said, "Chen Yang, it's thoughtful of you to bring me medicine, but don't exaggerate. You say only you can get these pills, but I bet you could find tons of them online."

At that moment, Han Xiang, who was on Han Qin's phone, laughed as well, "When did you become such a smooth talker?"

Hearing these two women disparage him, Chen Yang could only sneer inwardly. If it were any other matter, he wouldn't bother to argue. But this medicine, crafted by the nation's master Sun Shengfang himself, was not something to be belittled.

Chen Yang immediately smiled, "Mom, you probably don't know this, but these are Vitality Pills made by Master Sun Shengfang himself."

"Sun Shengfang?"

Han Qin, Qin Guoshan, and Han Xiang all looked perplexed. Clearly, they had no idea who Sun Shengfang was.

At this moment, a middle-aged chief physician who had just entered overheard Chen Yang mentioning Sun Shengfang. He chuckled and said, "Master Sun? You know Master Sun?"

Chen Yang turned and glanced at the chief physician, smiling gently. "More or less. You must know Master Sun, right?"

The chief physician smiled broadly. "Of course. Master Sun is the only national treasure master of traditional medicine in Jiangdong Province. I hear his medicines are extremely hard to come by."

Naturally, Han Qin, Qin Guoshan, and Han Xiang were not fools. After hearing the chief physician's words, they immediately realized that the pills Chen Yang brought might be extraordinary.

Still, Han Qin found it hard to believe that Chen Yang could have obtained medicine from such a revered master. She picked up a pill, examined it closely, and asked, "Did you really get these from Master Sun?"

"No, I didn't just ask for them—Master Sun made them himself, and he only crafted these ten Vitality Pills," Chen Yang explained.

Hearing this, the chief physician was stunned. Master Sun made them personally? Impossible.

He had visited Master Sun before and knew that Sun Shengfang hadn’t crafted medicine himself in years. Usually, for those with some status, Sun Shengfang would write a prescription and have his apprentices make the medicine.

If these were truly made by Master Sun himself, what kind of connections did that require?

The chief physician laughed, "Young man, that's a bit too much. You probably don't know—Master Sun hasn't made medicine himself for years."

Han Qin, upon hearing this, looked annoyed. "Honestly, you bringing me medicine was a good thing. Why lie about it? What's the point?"

Han Xiang, still on the phone, laughed. "Chen Yang, you're getting better at making things up. I don't know what's true or false from you anymore."

"I'm not lying," Chen Yang replied calmly, his smile unwavering.

Because these pills were indeed made by Sun Shengfang himself. That was the absolute truth. Though everyone else was skeptical, Chen Yang knew he was telling no lies, and his confidence was unshaken.

"You're hopeless," Han Qin said, visibly disappointed.

Han Xiang mocked him too. "Chen Yang, I'm truly disappointed. Lying is the worst trait in a man."

The chief physician watched as Chen Yang was chastised by his mother-in-law and sister-in-law, and could only give a wry smile. He even regretted exposing Chen Yang's claim just now.

"You all don't believe me? Then I'll call Master Sun and let him tell you himself," Chen Yang suddenly declared.

His words made everyone's minds buzz.

Especially the chief physician, who looked at Chen Yang with a complicated expression, wondering if he really could call Master Sun personally for confirmation.

Han Qin and Qin Guoshan both appeared deeply skeptical.

Chen Yang, tired of arguing, simply took out his phone and dialed Sun Shengfang.

Though Sun Shengfang was already seventy-six, he was sharp and clear-minded. Lin Qianyao was Sun Shengfang's benefactor—before Sun became famous, it was Lin Qianyao who funded his research, leading to his success today.

Because of Lin Qianyao's introduction, Sun Shengfang knew of Chen Yang, understood that he was Lin Qianyao's boss, and that he was an honest man.

So when Chen Yang called to confirm, Sun Shengfang spoke plainly, admitting that the Vitality Pills were made by his own hand, and adding that they were especially effective for restoring health, particularly in treating diabetes.

When Chen Yang hung up, the chief physician couldn't help but say with envy, "Madam Han, to have Master Sun craft medicine for you personally—that's truly remarkable."

Han Qin blushed, feeling both pleased and a bit embarrassed.

After all, she had just doubted Chen Yang quite harshly.

Having cleared his name, Chen Yang looked at Han Qin and said quietly, "Mom, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

He then looked at Han Xiang, still on the phone, and smiled lightly. "Aunt, do you still doubt my character?"

Han Qin and Han Xiang both looked awkward.

At this, the chief physician stepped in to ease the tension. "Alright, alright, let's focus on your treatment now."

Chen Yang smiled at Han Qin, then said seriously, "Mom, these ten pills are incredibly potent, and they're priceless. You must take good care of them."

"I know," Han Qin replied, still a bit disgruntled.

"Chen Yang, how did you manage to connect with such an important figure?" Qin Guoshan asked curiously.

Chen Yang merely smiled mysteriously. "Dad, does it really matter now? As long as Mom gets better, that's all that counts."

Qin Guoshan looked all the more curious, clearly puzzled as to how Chen Yang had managed to contact Sun Shengfang.

Suddenly, it occurred to Qin Guoshan that perhaps Shen Donghua had helped. He knew Chen Yang was on good terms with Shen Donghua—perhaps it was Shen Donghua who had lent a hand again.

At the same time.

At Qin Hao's home, after nearly half a month of treatment, Qin Hao was finally discharged.

Back home, he seemed like a changed man, his expression gloomy as if carrying a heavy burden.

Inside the house, Qin Hao, Qin Yan, and their father Qin Guofu sat together on the sofa, talking.

As their conversation turned to Chen Yang, a cold glint flashed in Qin Hao's eyes. "That brat is still strutting around?"

Qin Yan complained, "Of course he is! Who knows what he's up to with Qin Muxue. Now she's bought a Mercedes G-Wagon—he's showing off all over town."

Qin Hao narrowed his eyes, smiled faintly, then sighed. "Interesting, very interesting. Even a salted fish can flip over, but at the end of the day, it's still just a salted fish."

Qin Yan, who knew her brother well, could tell he was plotting something. She leaned in seriously, "Brother, are you planning to deal with Chen Yang and Qin Muxue?"

Qin Hao's eyes grew cold. "Damn it, that brat had someone beat me up so badly I was hospitalized for half a month. If I let him off, how could I swallow that humiliation?"

"So, what are you planning to do?" Qin Yan asked, watching him intently.

Gritting his teeth, Qin Hao replied, "Don't worry, I've already thought of a way. If I don't break both his arms this time, then I might as well give up my place in Linhai."

"Just be careful," Qin Yan said softly, still concerned for her brother.

Qin Hao furrowed his brows, but then his face filled with confidence. "Once bitten, twice shy. I'm not stupid. If I don't cripple him this time, I won't be worthy of my family name."

"Yes, brother, I support your revenge. Otherwise, you'll never get over it," Qin Yan encouraged.

Qin Hao narrowed his eyes and said no more.

In the blink of an eye, night passed.

The next morning, Chen Yang set off for Huading Corporation as usual, walking toward the office. As he walked, a black business van suddenly pulled up beside him.

Chen Yang paused in surprise. At that moment, the sliding door opened, and he saw Qin Hao sitting by the door, looking at him with a bloodthirsty grin. "Well, well, long time no see, you wretch."