Chapter 81: Changes in Fortune

Zhang's mother stepped forward and said to An Yan, "Are you going to treat him now?"

Of course An Yan would keep her word. She took out a gold needle and injected it into Zhang Shen's neck. After a few minutes, she saw that his eyes had changed and began to look bright.

Zhang Shen stared at An Yan, looking angry but afraid to speak, but he couldn't say anything, and he was still mute. Afterwards, he went to see Rong Qian again.

Rong Qian turned her face away. She had nothing to say to him and didn't want to see him, but today was an exception and it was also a conclusion.

An Yan inserted needles into his two hands again and saw that they could use them flexibly.

Mother Zhang's excitement was self-evident. She felt that An Yan was too dangerous. Her medical skills were so superb that they were almost unmatched. It seemed that the doctors were helpless.

An Yan said to Zhang Shen, "I will first help you regain your consciousness and the dexterity of your hands. After you sign the document and complete the formalities, I will treat the rest of your condition."

"How can we believe what you say?" asked Zhang's mother, still a little worried.

An Yan said: "Even if you don't believe it, you have to believe it. Is there any other way to choose?"

Mother Zhang frowned and nodded.

Zhang Shen was pushed into the room, and Rong Qian also walked in accompanied by Li Rongsen and An Yan.

The two of them went through the formalities very smoothly, almost in one go. Rong Qian finally got the divorce certificate with satisfaction. She said to An Yan, "Thank you so much. I thought I would be trapped here for the rest of my life."

"I need to tell Grandpa about this," Li Rongsen told her, adding, "I'll persuade Grandpa to let you go home."

Rong Qian's eyes were somewhat disappointed. She said, "Forget it. He won't understand."

"Grandpa is different now." Li Rongsen signaled Rong Qian to be more optimistic and not to overthink things. He then added, "You still have to thank Anyan for this matter. I'll explain it to you in detail later."

Rong Qian was a little surprised. She was about to talk to An Yan, but Zhang Shen and the others came over again.

Mother Zhang didn't even glance at Rong Qian. She was extremely dissatisfied with this woman anyway, and an early divorce would be a good thing. She only said to An Yan, "Can we start the rest of the matter now?"

An Yan approached Zhang Shen and said to him, "Don't curse, or I will make sure you never speak again." Then she gave Zhang Shen another injection.

Zhang Shen was finally able to speak. He cleared his throat and then said, "An Yan, you are such a wicked woman."

"It's not bad enough now. There are things that are even worse for you. I hope you can agree, otherwise you will be in a wheelchair for the rest of your life." An Yan said to him with a smile.

"I knew you would never keep your word." Zhang Shen was angry.

An Yan didn't take his anger seriously at all. She said, "You should have remembered what I asked you to do. I asked you to give up your position as the president of the Painting Society and personally recommend Ling Feng. You should remember it, right?"

Zhang Shen said, "Are you still not satisfied?"

"Just tell me whether you agree or not, don't say anything else." An Yan said as she put away the golden needle.

Zhang's mother persuaded Zhang Shen, saying, "Alright, this isn't a big deal. Just give it to him and see if he can hold on to the position. Ling Feng comes from a poor family and has no connections. I don't believe he can manage the situation well."

Zhang Shen felt that this was true. Moreover, he had already suffered so much that he naturally did not dare to openly oppose An Yan. He said, "I understand. I will announce this news tomorrow."

"It's up to you. When you announce your resignation and let him take over, I will punish you again." An Yan didn't care. She was not the one who was anxious anyway.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Shen quickly said, "I'll hold a press conference later this evening and notify everyone in the painting community."

"Okay, I'll wait." An Yan nodded.

Zhang Shen, his mother and the others all left.

Rong Qian was extremely grateful to An Yan and said, "If Ling Feng knew this news, he would definitely be very happy."

Li Rongsen looked at Rong Qian and felt that she really loved that man and was always worried about him. He hoped that he would not let her down in the future. After all, many couples can share the joys and sorrows, but not the happiness.

An Yan also felt that Rong Qian's love for Ling Feng was too humble. She said, "Now, I should heal his hand injury. Otherwise, he won't be able to paint. He wants to hold an art exhibition when he ascends to the throne so that those people will be convinced of him."

"Okay, he can definitely do it." Rong Qian said and was anxious to go back.

Li Rongsen was naturally happy to be their driver, but he didn't want to see Ling Feng, so he just took An Yan and Rong Qian to the door of the store and left.

Rong Qian walked into the store happily. She saw Ling Feng packing up. She walked over to him, waved the divorce certificate in front of him, and said, "Look, what is this?"

Ling Feng was startled at first, then said, "Why, you want to get married now? I don't think it's the right time yet. Let's talk about marriage after we've passed this stage."

An Yan felt that Ling Feng's reaction was very strange. He should have been happy, but why was he afraid that Rong Qian wanted to marry him immediately? And why should he be afraid? He always showed that he loved her very much.

Rong Qian also felt something was wrong, but she didn't think about it too much and said, "I divorced him, and now we are together openly and honestly."

Ling Feng nodded, a smile on his face, and said, "We were originally together openly and honestly, and it was Zhang Shen who overestimated his own abilities and tried to snatch you away from me."

Rong Qian added, "Today, in a moment, Zhang Shen will announce to everyone that you are the next president of the painting world."

Ling Feng was extremely surprised. He was stunned for a long time, and then he started to hide his laughter and asked, "Why? How did he suddenly come to his senses? Is it because he repented?" Then he looked distressed, looking at his hands and saying, "Oh, no, my hands are not fully healed yet. What should I do? I can't hold an exhibition. They won't accept my favor."

"Don't worry about your hand. I'll heal it for you." An Yan said as she walked forward.

Ling Feng remembered that An Yan had said she would heal his hand, and quickly asked her, "When can you heal my hand? Otherwise, I still won't be able to hold a paintbrush."

"I'll treat you now." An Yan said and motioned Ling Feng to sit down.

Ling Feng sat down obediently and watched An Yan insert a needle into his hand. Not long after, he felt a tingling sensation. He said, "It feels so comfortable, like a warm current flowing through my body."

"It will be fine soon, but at the beginning, you still need to pay attention to the amount of exercise you do with your hands and don't overdo it." An Yan reminded him, and handed him some herbs, saying, "Here, there's a packet for boiling and soaking your hands, and one for internal use. Remember to do it every day."

"Okay." Ling Feng nodded repeatedly, and then asked Rong Qian, "Where did he say he would announce it?"

"He'll hold a press conference," Rong Qian told him, adding, "Maybe he'll call you over soon. Do you want me to help you pick out a nice suit?"

"Okay, let's go home and wait now." Ling Feng said as he was about to go back with Rong Qian.

An Yan asked them to prepare, and she left first.

When she walked out, she saw Li Rongsen's car. It turned out that he did not leave immediately.

(End of this chapter)