Even though he had seen all kinds of patients, Zhu Jin remained silent when he heard the energetic young man in front of him say these two words.

"Is it you?" Zhu Jin asked doubtfully. His pulse didn't look right, and he seemed to be a little over-energized.

"No, it's not impotence, it's infertility!" Kunbu, who couldn't believe what he said, finally reacted, his face flushed and his neck thickened, and he screamed. He had always wanted to say infertility, not impotence! What you fear is what will come true! "Are you married?" Zhu Jin looked at the medical records. He just turned 20.

"No." Kunbu pulled his hand back and explained in a rough voice, "It's not me, it's someone I know. He has been married for several years and has no children. He has been to many hospitals but couldn't get a cure. The hospital said that he was born infertile... He has given up treatment and said that he can adopt a child. I didn't give up so I came to ask you, can you cure it?"

The last question was asked carefully, not daring to hold out too much hope, but Zhu Jin answered, "I have to see his condition to know if he can be cured."

Kombu looked up suddenly, "Can you cure it? Can you cure it?"

"We need to see his condition to know whether he can be cured. Ask your friend to take time to see him. It's okay to see a doctor if he is sick. We will keep it confidential." She has cured almost all kinds of diseases.

"Okay, I'll bring him here too." Kunbu stood up happily. "I didn't expect you to be so loyal even though you lost your memory. Thank you so much, Helian Nan."

"Just call me Zhu Jin." Zhu Jin saw that he wanted to leave and said hurriedly, "But before you tie him up, shouldn't you take a look at your illness? Since you've registered, take a good look."

"I'm not sick, I'm in good health." Kombu was puzzled.

"You are in good health, but you need to cure your temper..." Zhu Jin was interrupted angrily by Kunbu before he could finish his words.

"I do have a bad temper, but it's not a disease. There's no need to treat it!" Kunbu glared at Zhu Jin.

"How can it not be an illness? The spleen is one of the five internal organs and it is very important. If it is not healthy, it will affect your whole being. You yourself said that you have a bad temper. Isn't it an illness if you have a bad temper?" Zhu Jin shook his head as he looked at his red face.

"Is a bad temper also a disease?" Kunbu half understood and grasped the key point.

"Yes, and you can't underestimate this disease. Although the five internal organs have their own physiological functions, they are not isolated, but coordinated, cooperated, and acted on each other, and they also affect each other in pathological changes. If you have a bad temper, it will slowly affect other parts of your body, so you need treatment as soon as possible." Zhu Jin nodded and explained, then asked, "Do you find it hard to control your temper? You know you shouldn't get angry, but you still get angry. Then you regret it afterwards, but you can't control it at the last minute?"

Kunbu was stunned by what she said, and replied honestly with a "...yes". After that, he immediately frowned, "Can you cure it? I have never heard of a doctor who can cure a bad temper. It's not like I haven't seen a psychologist..." He himself knew that he had a bad temper, and he even saw a psychologist, but it didn't work.

"Others can't cure it, but I can." Zhu Jin looked at him leisurely.

"...Cure your temper?" Konbu looked at her suspiciously, "Are you using some weird medicine to make me demented?"

"No, if you want treatment, let me try. If you don't believe me, just pretend I never said anything."

"...You are totally different from what the media said about you treating patients whenever you feel like. I think you are quite responsible..." Kunbu looked at Zhu Jin and felt that it was not like what the media said. Zhu Jin was sincere. Although he always said that he was just like this and didn't care about anything, he actually wanted to change his temper. In the end, he still obediently extended his hand to Zhu Jin, "...You try it."

"Okay." Zhu Jin was not surprised at all, and had an expression that showed he knew he would do this.

“…If you cure my bad temper, I will be responsible for promoting you and bring all the people with bad tempers I know to you for treatment. You can charge more for the treatment fees then. They all have money…” For Kunbu, the aura from Zhu Jin was what he lacked the most. After staying with Zhu Jin for a while and answering what she said, Kunbu had already let go and spoke freely.

It was only when Zhu Jin advised him about dietary taboos and told him that the medicine would taste strange and that he had to drink it three times a day at least that he became listless and left the clinic in a depressed mood.

Zhu Jin couldn't stop smiling when he thought of Kunbu. Chonglou was jealous from the side, and since he couldn't get anything out of him, he just made trouble as he walked, and bumped into Zhu Jin intentionally from time to time, not with much force, just to make Zhu Jin pay attention to him.

After being bumped twice, Zhu Jin stopped and laughed at Chonglou who was standing beside him with an innocent expression.

"Why aren't you leaving?" Chonglou continued to pretend to be innocent.

"You are a child." Zhu Jin felt that sometimes Chonglou was like a child who never grew up.

"I'm young, unlike you, who is 'not old yet and has heart failure'." Chonglou taught him a lesson, "You are wrong, don't you understand?"

“…I know.” Chonglou didn’t expect Zhu Jin to admit it herself, “It’s impossible to change so much in a short time, I will change it slowly.” After being told by Chonglou, she started to change little by little, starting with the color of her clothes, in places that no one else could see.

Changing mentality and habits cannot be achieved overnight. Maybe the speed is slow, but she is also changing slowly.

"…I just said it casually, you don't have to take it too seriously." Zhu Jin said it himself, and Chonglou felt a little sorry. He actually just wanted Zhu Jin to be more lively. After all, Zhu Jin is much better now than when they first met in the district hospital during his imprisonment. Apart from other things, his eyes are much brighter than before.

"Let's go. Didn't you say you would take me to eat something delicious?" Zhu Jin looked at his expression and said nothing more, but just changed the subject.

"Let's go." Chonglou became energetic again. After getting in the car, Zhu Jin carefully pressed the seat belt button himself, chatted with Chonglou casually, and his eyes fell on other buttons on the car to study.

“…Zhu Jin, what are you looking at?” Chonglou was talking when he noticed Zhu Jin’s gaze and asked with a slightly tense voice.

"I just want to take a look, this..." Zhu Jin pointed at a red button, "This is..."

"Nothing." Chonglou's face changed and he grabbed Zhu Jin's hand, covering the buttons with something at random, "Zhu Jin, don't move. Don't move the car in the future, especially when there is no one around. Wherever you want to go in the future, I will take you there, or have someone take you there..."

Chonglou was talking incoherently and gripped Zhu Jin's hand too hard, squeezing it so hard that it hurt.

"I won't move, I'm just taking a look, Chonglou, don't be nervous..." Zhu Jin didn't expect Chonglou to react so strongly. She just thought of Helian Nan hitting Zhao Yu with the wedding car, so she just wanted to take a look. She never expected that Chonglou would change his expression...

Zhu Jin was puzzled. Suddenly, a light bulb went off in her head and she recalled all of Chonglou's previous actions that she had never noticed before. No matter how busy he was, he would definitely send her home. If he really couldn't spare the time, he would definitely arrange for Luo Le or someone else to send her back. He would always give her a few words of advice before they set off. When Chonglou sent her back, he was always more nervous than usual in the car...

Chonglou seemed... no, not seemed, Chonglou was particularly concerned about her reaction in the car.

"Then Zhu Jin, don't move..." Chonglou slowly realized that he had overreacted, and slowly let go of Zhu Jin's hand with a forced smile. When he saw the red mark on Zhu Jin's wrist, a light flashed in his eyes. He raised his head and glanced at Zhu Jin, smiled, and said mischievously, "I am a natural strongman. I have pinched your little white hand red. If you don't listen to me in the future, I will pinch you a few more times to see if you are afraid..."

His tone rose, as if his previous abnormality was just an illusion, but Zhu Jin could hear the mischievous reluctance in his words.

"A gentleman does what he should do and doesn't do what he shouldn't do. Threatening me like this is not what a gentleman does." Zhu Jinren Chonglou frowned and turned over the medicine box on the car.

"Then I won't be a gentleman." Chonglou replied and gave up looking for medicine, "There is nothing that can be applied." There is no suitable medicine for such a minor wound.

"You don't need to wipe it. It will disappear in the afternoon. It doesn't hurt. You don't have to worry too much." Zhu Jin moved his wrist to tell Chonglou not to worry.

Chonglou nodded reluctantly, his eyes always falling on Zhu Jin's hand. After saying a few more lighthearted and naughty words, he suddenly said, "...Zhu Jin, I'm strong. If you feel any pain in the future, remind me. I'm afraid of hurting you."

"I understand." Zhu Jin knew that he blamed himself, so he readily agreed, "If it really hurts... I will kick you."

"Oh, it's so rare to hear you say that." Chonglou finally relaxed, but he acted stupidly again while eating. He was worried that Zhu Jin's hands would hurt from using chopsticks, so he insisted on feeding Zhu Jin, which made Zhu Jin laugh and cry.

After returning to the hospital, Chonglou treated Zhu Jin's wrist wound and gave him a lot of instructions before leaving. After returning to the temporary lounge, he sat down and didn't move again, as if he had lost all his strength in an instant.

When Zhu Jin looked at the red attack button in the car with curiosity, he admitted that he panicked. His mind was full of the way Helian Nan bumped into Zhao Yu...

"Hu..." Chonglou closed his eyes and let out a long breath, telling himself that it was Zhu Jin who had lost his memory, not Helian Nan...

Fortunately it wasn’t Helian Nan… Chonglou’s eyes were a little dazed, and finally returned to normal after a moment.

Seeing that it was almost time to go to work, Chonglou stood up and walked out of the lounge. When he opened the door of his office, he saw the doctor's assistants, anesthesiologists, and others gathered around him, talking animatedly. He walked over and looked down from his height advantage.

“…What a good man!”

"I haven't seen such a patient man for hundreds of years..." Apart from sighing, the two male nurses who are usually very lively also put on a show.

"I don't want to make things difficult for you, let's break up..." A deliberately deep voice and an expression of great pain.

"No——" With an exaggerated expression and a shrill voice, the pimples on his face were glowing red with excitement.

Chonglou's face darkened, and he hit the two men's heads without any hesitation, "What are you doing again!"

"Boss, do you know this Shang Lu? When someone said a few words to the real princess, he jumped out to clarify, saying that he proposed the breakup in order not to embarrass the real princess, and the real princess did not agree at all..." The nurse touched her head and looked at Chonglou with gossipy eyes.

“…He’s really infatuated.” Chonglou commented with a sneer as he watched Shanglu’s video.

"That's right. Now everyone says that he is a lovesick man who can do anything for the real princess. But the real princess is too heartless. She actually agreed to break up just because everyone doesn't like Shang Lu. She is so sorry to Shang Lu." The nurse nodded and commented.

"The real princess has a really bad reputation this time... It's not good... Tsk tsk tsk..." another nurse clicked her tongue.

“…What a drama…” Chonglou only had these three words to describe this.

Speaking of the ever-changing entertainment industry, the drama between Helian Zhen and Shang Lu is even more turbulent than the entertainment industry itself.

The head of the Propaganda Department was also somewhat dumbfounded by such a dramatic scene that happened in less than a day.

There was no need for Shang Lu’s thick plan to change his image. After just a few words his image inexplicably improved. Unfortunately, the image of the real princess also inexplicably changed for the worse because of a few words.

It only took half a day for me to go from not being able to accept that the real princess’ boyfriend was Shang Lu to not being able to accept that Shang Lu’s girlfriend was the real princess…

This is a typical reversal of the situation!