Uncle, I'm Really Not a Scammer!

As soon as Song Shuhang returned to Jiangnan University Town, his older sister dragged him to the hospital...

"Sister Yaya, the four kinds of herbs I looked at at the Guangyuan Road Pharmacy this time are definitely not for my own use. It's just that someone I know needs these four herbs, and I went to the pharmacy to confirm! Really, look at my eyes, such sincere eyes! Isn't that enough to make you believe me? Sister... look back at my eyes, they're so sincere!" Song Shuhang was being pulled by Zhao Yaya's small hand, but he didn't dare to struggle too much—because his strength was like that of a bull, and if he exerted even a little force, Zhao Yaya would be thrown into the air.

Zhao Yaya would be terrified. So, he could only try to persuade her with words.

Zhao Yaya turned her head and stared intently into Song Shuhang's... eyes.

After a moment, she replied, "Shuhang, you have sleep in your eyes!"

Song Shuhang: "..."

"Alright, stop nagging. Just think of it as me giving you a free medical check-up, okay? Even for a normal person, it doesn't hurt to get regular check-ups!" Zhao Yaya said softly and calmly.

However, her heart was far from calm as her face suggested— Song Shuhang's complete lack of cooperation only fueled her anxiety.

Shuhang, are you really sick?

Now, Zhao Yaya's mind is filled with all sorts of terminal illnesses, and she is extremely panicked.

Even if Song Shuhang eloquently explains things today, she won't change her mind. She won't feel at ease until she gives Shuhang a full-body checkup.

"Fine, I'll let Sister Zhao do as she pleases today," Song Shuhang declared righteously— Zhao Yaya was determined to send him to the hospital this time. He could only be thankful that he wouldn't have to break a leg like his two poor mentors before ending up in the hospital.

Anyway, he's in great health right now, and even a medical checkup wouldn't reveal any problems.

It is said that from the moment Zhao Yaya took his hand and dragged him away, the eyes of the passers-by became very sharp.

He was so familiar with that sharp gaze; he had experienced it many times throughout his life. It was the kind of look that many males envied, seeing him holding hands intimately with a beautiful woman.

Although she's my sister, and we've only ever held hands at most (this joke is for those unfortunate people who know the truth)... how could you bystanders possibly know? Hmph, go ahead and be envious, be jealous!

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Jiangnan University Town has its own hospital, but it is not located within the university town itself, but rather less than a kilometer away.

After all, hospitals also need to make money, and if they are located in the university town, the constant flow of patients will add to the burden of university town management and security.

Because the hospital was just a few steps away, Zhao Yaya chose to walk.

Overhead, the sun generously radiates light and heat, benefiting humankind... and incidentally baking the poor pedestrians hurrying along the road.

The temperature was high, and Zhao Yaya's cheeks were flushed pink. Glistening beads of sweat slid down her fair skin...

Song Shuhang sighed inwardly, mobilized his spiritual power, and secretly released the chilling aura of the 'Soul-Sealing Ice Pearl' to envelop Zhao Yaya as well.

"Huh? Is the weather getting colder?" Zhao Yaya looked up at the sky. The sun was still blazing, and the sunlight was still so unrestrained.

But what's with this cool, refreshing feeling she's getting? It's even more comfortable than air conditioning!

"It's getting chilly, isn't it?" Song Shuhang replied casually.

Zhao Yaya nodded, but seeing the passersby on the roadside, their faces covered in sweat and scorched by the sun... it seemed there was no cool breeze.

"Forget it, let's hurry up and leave while it's still cool." Zhao Yaya didn't think too much about it.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Zhao Yaya immediately took Shuhang Song Shuhang to the examination area, having already made an appointment for him in advance.

"Come here quickly." She still held Shuhang's hand, afraid he would run away.

Shuhang followed obediently behind her.

The Jiangnan University Town Affiliated Hospital is crowded with patients, and recently the majority of them have been suffering from colds. Due to the unique climate of the Jiangnan Region —it's scorching hot in the mornings and you just want to stay shivering under the covers at night—the number of people with seasonal colds is steadily increasing... This is a cause for celebration.

Since most of the patients were students, Song Shuhang saw several familiar faces along the way, but they were just nodding acquaintances, exchanging greetings and then leaving with smiles.

"Sister Yaya, we're not there yet?" Song Shuhang had been led around for quite a while—why were the hospital corridors made so long and complicated? What if someone needed emergency care, survived the long journey, only to die in the long corridor?

"We're almost there," Zhao Yaya replied without turning her head.

The two walked for a long time...

Song Shuhang saw a familiar figure again.

He was an office worker, a middle-aged man, wearing a white shirt and black trousers, with a briefcase tucked under his left hand. Even in the hospital, he was in a hurry, looking miserable and oppressed by life.

It was the same uncle who had lost money in front of Song Shuhang last time and mistakenly thought Shuhang was a swindler.

I remember the other person dropped over 150 yuan?

Moreover, he also brushed past Shuhang on the subway at noon today.

Shuhang was getting on the subway when this man came out. He was acting suspiciously, like he was stalking someone.

"I really have a connection with this uncle, "Song Shuhang thought. "It seems I'm destined to pay back this 150-odd yuan!" He then shouted at the uncle, "Uncle, uncle! Hello!"

Zhao Yaya asked in confusion, "You know him?"

The middle-aged man in front of him turned around, looked at Song Shuhang, and looked completely bewildered. Clearly, he had completely forgotten about Song Shuhang.

"Uncle, it's me! You dropped 150 yuan when you were walking in front of me last time, and I picked it up for you! Now that we've met again, I must return it to you this time!" Song Shuhang reached into his pocket, preparing to take out 150 yuan.

As they spoke, the middle-aged man's face lit up with a look of sudden realization. He pointed at Song Shuhang and exclaimed, "A liar?"

"..." Song Shuhang.

"Uncle, I'm not a scammer. You lost over 150 yuan last time, and I really just picked it up to return it to you! I can return it to you right now!" Song Shuhang explained patiently—because he felt that he had run into this uncle so many times, it was kind of fate, which was why he was so patient.

The middle-aged man's expression changed drastically. He muttered under his breath, "These days, are scammers this brazen? They actually followed me, trying to cheat me? And this time they even brought accomplices? Is this still a society governed by law?! Damn it, do they really think I'm stupid? Hmph, it's no use... I know your true colors, and I won't be fooled by you no matter what."

After saying that, the uncle turned around nimbly and ran away quickly.

Song Shuhang stretched out his hand, then froze, holding up one hundred and fifty yuan. He couldn't bring himself to extend it, nor could he retract it.

Uncle, I never thought you were stupid... but now it seems you really are!

Zhao Yaya felt the increasingly harsh stares from the surrounding crowd and helplessly pressed Song Shuhang's hand, which was holding up banknotes, back down. "You good-natured fool! Forget about that old man, let's go."

Song Shuhang was both amused and exasperated, and sought comfort from Zhao Yaya: "Sister, how do I seem like a liar?"

"Alright, alright, sweetie, you're not a liar in any way." Zhao Yaya laughed heartily, grabbed Shuhang, and quickly left.