Blind Date

Chapter 11 - Blind Date

"Of course I didn't take money. You have to believe I still have some professional ethics."

Li Bai shook his head with a smile, having underestimated the online public sentiment—someone had actually come to hit him.

From another perspective, this Yao Bing really had incurred heaven's wrath and stirred up such massive public outrage.

"How could you actually diagnose that Yao Bing with a mental illness? He's clearly not sick."

Su Mei stared with wide eyes, utterly baffled.

The online reports had revealed plenty of information, naturally including Li Bai, who had conducted the psychological evaluation for Yao Bing.

Before this, the public all knew that this rich second generation brat didn't have a mental illness at all. The purpose of this evaluation was as obvious as lice on a bald head—he clearly wanted to use a fake mental illness to escape legal punishment.

Schizophrenia mostly occurs in young adults, with slow or subacute onset. It's clearly not a mild mental illness that would exempt someone from full criminal responsibility. Even if sentenced, the punishment could be reduced or mitigated. There were too many things that could be manipulated here. With proper maneuvering, he might not even have to step foot in prison until his sentence ended.

"Who says he's not sick? Schizophrenia, accompanied by hallucinations and delusions."

Li Bai winked at Su Mei. This kind-hearted little nurse was different from Chen Sheng, who had ulterior motives. He didn't use any tricks to fool her.

"Ah! Was it real yesterday?"

Su Mei gasped, quickly covering her mouth, her eyes wide.

She felt that the young Doctor Li must be hiding something.

"Shh! Don't ask too much."

Li Bai made a silencing gesture.

The situation was still escalating, far from over. He didn't want to bring trouble to Su Mei.

"Hurry up and find a way to produce evidence to clear your name, or these people will do anything."

Being kind-hearted didn't mean being slow-witted, and being good didn't mean being stupid. Su Mei knew very well that online incidents often spilled into reality. Not everyone acted out of righteous indignation; some had ulterior motives, or even malicious intent, stirring up trouble.

"Don't worry, I can handle it."

Li Bai's calmness infected Su Mei, and she finally broke into a sweet smile.

Just then, 110 patrol officers arrived, along with a few SWAT special police. As soon as the silver handcuffs came out, the five heroes who had come to uphold justice immediately cowered. They were bundled into the car without much effort.

The local "17th Floor" forum exploded again.

"Fukua: New development in the rich second generation Yao Bing murder case. Someone formed a group to raid Seventh People's Hospital and teach that doctor who issued the psychiatric diagnosis a lesson. They got caught by the police. Wiped out!"

"Cat Who Doesn't Eat Fish: The police can't be that heartless, right? What's the real situation?"

"Laichubute: I was there. Five burly men, but they beat up the wrong person!"

"Relevant Department Trouble Department: Ah!"

"Relevant Department Minister: Ah!"

"S117: What's going on? How did they beat up the wrong person? How did a perfectly good tower push turn into jungle farming?"

"Laichubute: The doctor they beat up by mistake was surnamed Chen, in the office next to the one surnamed Li. But later, that Li guy showed up."

"Is the Leader Awesome: Spill it, spill it! Did that Li guy get beaten up? He definitely deserves a good beating. He shouldn't take money for anything from now on."

"KFC Who Doesn't Flirt: Grabbing a little stool, waiting!"

"Cat Who Doesn't Eat Fish: Same here!"

"Laichubute: Two guys went to hit that Li guy, but they were both taken down in one move. Two big men, both built like tigers with bear backs. Just looking at them made your legs go weak."

"Relevant Department Communications Department: Damn, that strong! He's not a doctor, he's an assassin, right? So scary!"

"Laichubute: No. Someone secretly fired anesthetic needles. Those two didn't even get close to Li before they collapsed. Then the police arrived and wiped them out. Didn't expect there was an expert in the hospital."

"Fukua: ..."

"Relevant Department Minister: ..."

"Relevant Department Trouble Department: ..."

"Relevant Department Communications Department: ..."

A video of Seventh People's Hospital Psychiatry Department doctor Chen Sheng getting beaten up by five big men quickly spread online. Although the beaters were effective and the beatee was miserable, they still got the wrong person. Those five knight-errant brothers would probably have to spend ten days to half a month in the detention center.

"Cat Who Doesn't Eat Fish: I really want to see that Li guy get beaten up!"

"Fukua: I really want to see that Li guy get beaten up!"

"S117: I really want to see that Li guy get beaten up!"

A bunch of netizens lined up to curse, all wanting to see Li Bai get beaten up.

Over the next few days, a few suspicious unidentified individuals did loiter around the fourth floor of Seventh People's Hospital's outpatient building for a long time. But the two adjacent consultation rooms were empty. Under the vigilant and suspicious gazes of the security guards, they left in disappointment.

After tossing some odds and ends from the consultation room into his personal locker in the changing room, Li Bai walked out of the hospital empty-handed.

Staring blankly at the bustling traffic on the road, he slapped his forehead, remembering that Old Dad had given him the number of a blind date girl last night. Better early than late—he'd try to set up a meeting first.

Consider it finding someone to have dinner with tonight. If she was easy on the eyes, he might even eat a few extra bowls of rice.

With that thought, Li Bai pulled up a number on his phone.

"Hey, Dong Keyan? Hi, it's Li Bai. Yeah, are you free tonight? Let's grab a meal somewhere. Okay, five thirty. Any recommendations? Tuman Restaurant? Sure, I've been there. Didn't know you were a carnivore. Alright, see you at the entrance."

In modern society, life moves faster and faster—asking a girl out is all about being direct and efficient.

No more meaningful glances, love letters passed through friends, wingmen covering for you, or romantic confessions. None of that's needed. You just cut to the chase: house, car, money, brains, status—can you meet her standards? If yes, it's on; if no, goodbye.

If the vibes click, some even end up in bed that same night.

Breaking up and staying friends? That's wishful thinking.

The skilled ones juggle multiple partners or keep a few backups. Stories of staying pure and faithful to one person belong only to classical literature.

With plenty of time left before the agreed five thirty, Li Bai didn't plan to head straight home. Instead, he chose to walk to Tuman Restaurant.

On the way, he passed a pet store and bought a terrarium on a whim. He had an Azure Flood Dragon at home, and letting it run wild all over the room wasn't exactly ideal.

Carrying the terrarium, he strolled leisurely. Two hours later, Li Bai arrived at Tuman Restaurant. Since there weren't many diners yet, he grabbed a seat.

Tuman Restaurant was an authentic German cuisine joint. By Chinese standards, it was the kind of place for big bowls of booze and big chunks of meat. Their signature dishes were Salted Pork Knuckle, various sausages, and Dark Beer.

He'd barely sat down when his phone rang. The caller ID showed the girl he'd arranged to meet. At the same time, he spotted a young woman in a white trench coat at the restaurant entrance, phone in hand, looking around as if searching for someone.

The moment Li Bai saw the young woman, she spotted him too.

As if by telepathy, they both put down their phones without answering the call.

"Are you Li Bai?"

The young woman had short hair cropped to her ears, a sharp chin, long slender eyelashes, willow-leaf brows, and cherry lips—a perfect image of a vibrant, stylish urban white-collar beauty.

"Hi, I'm Li Bai. You're Dong Keyan, right? Please, have a seat."

Li Bai stood up and, like a gentleman, pulled out the chair for her.

The girl was punctual—she'd even arrived fifteen minutes early.

"Thanks. Did you just get here?"

Dong Keyan noticed a cup of Black Tea on the table, still steaming.

"Yeah. Want to order a drink first?" Li Bai nodded, then waved over a waiter and handed over the menu.

"Same as yours? Oh? You keep pets?"

Dong Keyan noticed a terrarium sitting beside their table and looked a little surprised.

"Yeah, yeah. I just bought it when I passed a pet store."

Li Bai nodded.

"Looks like you must be a really caring person."

Dong Keyan offered a small compliment.

"Haha!"

Li Bai laughed.

What kind of twisted mind keeps a monster as a pet?

In another world, he seemed to be called the Great Demon quite often.—

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