Chen Yan immediately stood up and sighed, "I understand what you mean. Let’s go and take a look now."
Pausing for a moment, Chen Yan frowned and glanced at Chu Keqing, "With such important information, there’s no need to beat around the bush with me, speaking hesitantly. We’re here to work. If you are always so cautious around me, it’s really unnecessary."
Chu Keqing quickly nodded, "I was just worried about bothering you, senior. We just arrived at the hotel from the airport, and I’m already dragging you out to handle things. I felt a bit uneasy in my heart..."
"Work is work, let’s go." Chen Yan waved his hand decisively, "Don’t be so polite next time."
Luo Meifang is the name of my third senior brother’s woman.
That third senior brother never married and has no offspring. However, he was never the type of cultivator who abstained from worldly desires, naturally never lacking in the female company.
After gaining fame in Port City, my third senior brother achieved both fame and wealth, and naturally, women have never been scarce around him these past years.
This woman named Luo Meifang was the "girlfriend" he got with last year; more precisely, she could be straightforwardly called a gold digger.
This woman is twenty-seven years old this year, with a resume indicating she used to work as a model.
To keep her, my third senior brother arranged for her to live in a so-called thousand-foot luxury residence in Port City (actually about a hundred square meters).
It’s obvious that my third senior brother had no long-term plans with her: the property of the thousand-foot luxury house was not transferred to her name, and from the investigation’s findings, he spent over a million Hong Kong Dollars on her within a year.
Most importantly, throughout this year, it seemed my third senior brother had ambiguous relationships with other women as well.
Such behavior aligns perfectly with my third senior brother’s consistent modus operandi of making "temporary girlfriends" in Port City over the past years.
Luo Meifang is not a local but came to Port City from a small country in the Southern Seas for development, and even the name Luo Meifang was changed after arriving in Port City — people like her are quite numerous here.
From the photos, her appearance is considered above average, but she seems to have a very good figure.
Because she is not local, she has no relatives or family here, and it’s unknown if she has any relatives in her home country.
Since the fire disaster occurred and she was admitted to the hospital, no one has taken care of her, and not a single friend has visited her.
The hospital expenses have no one to pay for, so they can only be deducted from her medical insurance. However, because the patient remained unconscious, the expenses could no longer support continued treatment. If Chen Yan and others had not arrived timely in Port City to visit, the hospital would likely stop subsequent treatment in two days and report to the authorities, then possibly transfer her to a charity public rescue hospital for maintenance.
Chen Yan, along with Chu Keqing and assistant Xiaocai, arrived at a hospital by car.
As they walked into the hospital lobby, they saw a middle-aged man in a suit briskly approaching their group of three with a clear goal.
The man appeared quite short, with facial features typical of people from Nanyue area — protruding cheekbones, small but sharp eyes.
He seemed about forty years old, his skin slightly dark, but he was well-dressed, quite meticulous. At the sight of Chu Keqing, his eyes noticeably brightened...
Chen Yan had a few guesses in his heart — this man is probably an admirer of Chu Keqing?
"Miss Chu, long time no see!"
The middle-aged man greeted with a smile, extending his hand; he spoke Dragon Country Language clearly but with a distinct Hong Konger accent.
Chu Keqing nodded politely and shook hands with him, smiling as well, "Mr. Luo, long time no see. Thank you for your help this time."
"Hey! I’ve told you many times, calling me Mr. Luo is too formal, Miss Chu. Just call me Brother Xin directly." The middle-aged man laughed enthusiastically, seemingly forgetting to release his grip.
Chu Keqing quietly retracted her hand and then introduced to Chen Yan, "This is Mr. Luo Shixin — Mr. Luo, the Vice President of the Hong Kong and Guangdong Folk Traditional Culture Exchange Association."
Then, Chu Keqing turned back to Luo Shixin, nodding towards Chen Yan beside her, "This is a junior from a fellow cultivator’s family, whom I brought as an assistant."
Luo Shixin saw Chen Yan, and his expression showed slight surprise — Chen Yan was tall and handsome, towering over him by about half a head, with strikingly good looks.
More importantly, despite having known Chu Keqing for a while and having interacted several times, he had never seen her bringing a young man as an assistant.
However, Luo Shixin, being a man of the scene, quickly put on his smile, "A friend of Miss Chu must also be from a Xuanmen Family! This dashing young man must be a family descendant too; he looks dignified, and quite impressive!"
Chen Yan immediately displayed an appropriately shy expression of a young man, greeting softly, "Hello, Mr. Luo."
Chu Keqing lowered her eyes slightly, "Mr. Luo, how is the situation at the hospital now?"
"Hmm, the situation isn’t good." Luo Shixin sighed, his tone heavy.
[I have to go on a business trip in a couple of days, so to save time on drafts, I can’t update much in these days, but I’ll ensure at least six thousand words daily.
I’m trying to save as much draft as possible before I leave, to keep the updates for a few days during my trip. So, the days of posting eight or nine thousand or even over ten thousand words daily are temporarily not feasible, but I’ll resume once my trip is over.]