You Are Really Sick

Given Shen Lang's fluency in French, Zhang Wenzhi began to suspect Shen Lang's background.

He asked with a smile, "Mr. Shen, your French is excellent. Do you work for a French company?"

Shen Lang initially wanted to mention his job, but since it was in Su Ruoxue's company, he simply smiled and said, "No, I don't have a job."

At this point, he didn't want to reveal his job in front of Su Ruoxue.

Hearing this, Zhang Wenzhi's expression became quite colorful. He turned to Su Ruoxue and laughed, "Ruoxue, you're so beautiful and outstanding. I imagine many people have pursued you. Choosing an idle and unemployed man as your boyfriend seems a bit beneath you, doesn't it?"

Su Ruoxue frowned slightly. Although she was inherently averse to Shen Lang, Zhang Wenzhi's malicious words also made her quite unhappy.

"These things don't matter. I like him, and that's enough," Su Ruoxue said seriously.

Zhang Wenzhi felt his opportunity had arrived. He thought, how could a mere pretty face compete with him for a woman?

He smiled, "Ruoxue, I think you have better options. For example, me. Even though you have a boyfriend, I, Zhang Wenzhi, still have the right to pursue you, right?"

"Zhang Wenzhi, this..." Su Ruoxue frowned, unable to respond. She hadn't expected Zhang Wenzhi to have such intentions.

Feeling awkward, Zhang Wenzhi quickly said, "Ruoxue, don't doubt my intentions. The reason I wanted to meet you so badly this time is that I need your help to treat an illness."

"What, an illness?"

Su Ruoxue was stunned and then said, "Zhang Wenzhi, I'm not a doctor. Why would you come to me for treatment? Besides, doesn't your family run a hospital?"

Zhang Wenzhi had already prepared his excuse. He smiled gently, "Ruoxue, although my family's medical enterprise is large, the illness I have can only be cured by you."

"This... What illness do you have?"

Su Ruoxue was puzzled. Zhang Wenzhi, with his relaxed demeanor, didn't seem like someone who was ill.

In fact, Zhang Wenzhi wasn't seriously ill. It was just one of his quirky ways of flirting. If Su Ruoxue asked, he would confess, saying it was a "heart illness" that only she could cure, thinking it would be very romantic.

However, before Su Ruoxue could speak, Shen Lang interjected, "You are indeed ill."

Zhang Wenzhi was taken aback and laughed, "Yes, I am ill."

"Zhang Wenzhi, I'm not joking. You really are sick," Shen Lang mocked.

Hearing this, Zhang Wenzhi's face turned as black as coal. He felt this bumpkin was insulting him and angrily said, "Mr. Shen, are you implying you know medicine?"

"More or less, certainly more than you do," Shen Lang shrugged.

Zhang Wenzhi was furious. Damn, this guy's mouth is really annoying, always opposing me.

But in front of Su Ruoxue, Zhang Wenzhi didn't want to lose his temper. He maintained a smiling face, appearing very cultured.

Zhang Wenzhi mocked, "I, Zhang Wenzhi, may have limited abilities, but my family runs a well-known medical enterprise with several large hospitals. I consider myself somewhat knowledgeable in medicine. With Mr. Shen's bold claims, may I ask how you can be so certain I'm ill?"

Shen Lang replied indifferently, "Mr. Zhang, although you appear energetic, it's just a facade. If I'm not mistaken, you often feel back pain, have a sensation of heat in your body, dizziness, tinnitus, and weakness in your limbs. Especially at night, you frequently wake up covered in sweat."

Zhang Wenzhi was startled. Shen Lang's description matched his symptoms exactly.

Damn, this bumpkin actually knows something.

Although Zhang Wenzhi's family owned several large hospitals and he often had medical check-ups, he was aware of his own health issues but found them embarrassing to discuss. He didn't believe Shen Lang was truly that capable.

Pretending to be nonchalant, Zhang Wenzhi laughed, "Sorry, Mr. Shen. I don't have any of those symptoms. I often exercise outside and am very healthy."

Shen Lang sneered, "Whether you have them or not, you know in your heart. Zhang Wenzhi, considering your good relationship with Ruoxue, I'll give you some advice and suggestions. Otherwise, it will be too late for regrets."

Hearing Shen Lang's serious tone, Zhang Wenzhi felt a bit uneasy but still didn't want to admit it. He didn't believe Shen Lang had such skills and stubbornly asked, "Mr. Shen, what illness do you think I have?"

Shen Lang smiled, "I can tell you, but you have to honestly admit if you have the symptoms I mentioned."

Zhang Wenzhi felt awkward and hesitated before saying, "I have...a little bit, but isn't that normal? I've been too busy with work and haven't had enough time to exercise."

"Earlier, you said you often exercise outside."

Shen Lang smirked and said coldly, "Stop lying to yourself! Zhang Wenzhi, you know very well that you have kidney deficiency. Recently, you've been eating a lot of kidney-tonifying foods, especially ox penis, dog meat, and pig kidneys."

Zhang Wenzhi was now pale with shock, beads of sweat dotting his forehead. He indeed suffered from kidney deficiency, and in recent days, he had been heavily supplementing it, exactly as Shen Lang had pointed out.

"It's just due to excessive work fatigue that led to this," Zhang Wenzhi defended himself.

Shen Lang bluntly stated, "There are many types of kidney deficiency. Your type shouldn't rush into heavy supplements; it might backfire. The root cause of your kidney deficiency is excessive masturbation, once or twice a day, right? I advise you to restrain yourself and reduce such activities. Otherwise, if you continue like this, in another two years, you'll likely develop symptoms of impotence, premature ejaculation, which are difficult to cure."

Zhang Wenzhi's face turned ashen, speechless. He did indulge excessively, often masturbating, but how could this guy mention it in front of Su Ruoxue? Wasn't he deliberately embarrassing him?

Shen Lang's mention of impotence made Zhang Wenzhi feel a chill in his heart. He resolved to control himself more strictly and refrain from such activities.

Su Ruoxue's face stiffened. She felt a wave of discomfort upon realizing Zhang Wenzhi had such a "hobby."

Fuming with embarrassment, Zhang Wenzhi couldn't admit to such a shameful matter in front of Su Ruoxue. Otherwise, he might as well die.

Watching Shen Lang's cold profile, Su Ruoxue's eyes shimmered with curiosity. How did Shen Lang discern these things? Just a glance, and he could know someone's ailments. Was he really that capable?

Zhang Wenzhi's face darkened instantly, assuming an angry look. "Mr. Shen, you're just talking nonsense here, deliberately trying to embarrass me? Where did I indulge excessively?"

Shen Lang impatiently retorted, "I've said what I needed to. Whether you believe it or not is your business."

Zhang Wenzhi felt uneasy but turned his gaze to Su Ruoxue, explaining, "Ruoxue, your boyfriend is too rude. Honestly, I suggest you find someone more suitable. These kinds of fabrications are really unreliable. Today, I won't get angry, just for your sake."

Su Ruoxue felt very uncomfortable, furrowing her brows. "Zhang Wenzhi, my boyfriend speaks too bluntly. Don't be angry. I think... you should go to the hospital and get checked. It might really be kidney deficiency..."

Zhang Wenzhi's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Even Su Ruoxue said he had kidney deficiency. Zhang Wenzhi felt deeply upset, unable to lift his head in front of Su Ruoxue anymore.

"Zhang Wenzhi, I say you have kidney deficiency, and you still won't admit it, still pretending," Shen Lang taunted.

Zhang Wenzhi glared at Shen Lang with resentment, his tone icy, "I know my own body. You're deliberately insulting me in front of Ruoxue. Kid, I advise you not to go too far!"