Don't Think I Don't Have a Temper

The old man leaned back in his seat, though it was impossible to tell whether he was sleeping or merely resting with his eyes closed. He looked to be around seventy, with the air of a reclusive expert.

Su Yang quickly glanced at the two of them, then sat down and fastened his seat belt.

By then, the entrance to the villa complex had already opened. Zhuang Mengli closed the car door and said, "Go on in."

"Okay." The female driver answered, stepped on the accelerator, and slowly drove inside.

No one spoke in the car. Su Yang thought, What exactly is the relationship between these people? They don't seem very familiar with one another.

And that old man in the back is strange too. Right, let's scan him.

System, scan that old geezer in the back.

Guan Tianya, age: 75

Height: 170 cm

Weight: 60 kg

Constitution: 85

Combat Power: Grade D, 55

Profession: Traditional Chinese Medicine Practitioner, nickname: Divine Doctor Guan

Seeing the information, Su Yang froze for a moment before speaking in his mind.

Divine Doctor? Wow, is he really that impressive? He's over seventy, yet he actually has combat power beyond that of ordinary people. Not simple at all.

System, how good is this man's actual medical skill?

Average

Average? Then who gave him the title of Divine Doctor...?

Zhuang Mengli came back with this old man. Could someone in her family be sick?

Probably. Wait, if someone in her family is sick, why did she call me here?

Damn, could she know that I can treat illnesses?

At that thought, Su Yang rubbed his chin.

That doesn't make sense either. If she knew I could treat illnesses, why would she invite an old Divine Doctor?

*Forget it. I can't figure it out, and