Seeing Luo Ziling's shocked face, Ouyang Feifei couldn't help feeling a bit smug, but she didn't explain too much. She simply said meaningfully, "Everything related to Dragon Rise is a military secret, and you must not tell anyone else."

After saying this, she felt it wasn't quite her style and quickly added, "I just think you should know these things, so that's why I'm telling you. But as for the deeper stuff, I don't know either!"

Ouyang Feifei has always disliked talking much with people, but when she was with Luo Ziling, this bad habit slowly changed. Some things she originally didn't want to say, she ended up saying them anyway.

"So it is!" Ouyang Feifei didn't want to explain more, and although Luo Ziling felt a bit regretful, he didn't press further.

Today, Ouyang Feifei had shed her usual aloofness and had said so much that he was already quite surprised.

Seeing Luo Ziling looking like he had more to say but restraining himself, Ouyang Feifei took the initiative to add, "If you can cure Li Haiyang's illness, then the people from Dragon Rise will definitely treat you like a benefactor. With the support of Dragon Rise behind you, anyone who wants to bully you will have to weigh their options carefully!"

After she said this, Ouyang Feifei couldn't help feeling emotional inside and deeply admired Old Mr. Luo's arrangement.

Such an arrangement by Luo Liansheng had secured for Luo Ziling a strong backing ahead of time; even if the Ling Family was unwilling to accept him, it would be very troublesome for anyone who wanted to bully him. That old man, whom even her grandfather Ouyang Lingyun held in high regard, was truly far-sighted!

"I understand!" Luo Ziling was suddenly very happy.

He had had this thought himself, and now that Ouyang Feifei had said the same, he felt as if he could see those elite special forces standing behind him, ready to slap anyone who dared to bully him into the street.

Just thinking about it made him pleased!

"Walk with me," Ouyang Feifei seemed to be in a good mood today, turning around and gesturing for Luo Ziling to join her for a stroll in the garden.

Luo Ziling had originally planned to go in and greet Ouyang Lingyun, but since Ouyang Feifei had taken the initiative to invite him, he found it hard to refuse.

Ouyang Feifei appeared to know what Luo Ziling was thinking and said softly, "My grandfather is discussing business with someone!"

"Okay, we'll go in and say hello later," Luo Ziling agreed cheerfully.

Ouyang Feifei gave Luo Ziling a glance, a faint smile on her face. She gestured with her hand and then strode ahead with a confident gait.

Luo Ziling walked alongside her.

Ouyang Feifei was truly beautiful, needing no deliberate dressing up to exude a natural, stunning charm. Today, as always, she wore a white shirt with a small turnover collar and a black professional suit, with pencil pants that fully revealed her graceful figure.

Her figure wasn't the explosive type but was proportioned just right in every aspect. Like the novels described, an inch thicker around the waist and she'd seem chubby, a bit thinner and she'd be too skinny; everything was the perfect proportion.

Especially those long and slender legs, they showcased her perfect figure even more.

Luo Ziling thought, if Ouyang Feifei were wearing a short skirt, and without stockings, what an enticing sight that would be!

Of course, Ouyang Feifei had no idea about Luo Ziling's endless fantasizing. She, with a particular purpose and willing to change her usual persona to interact with him, was thinking of how she could change Luo Ziling's impression of her.

Today, Luo Ziling's response was quite satisfying to her. The changes in her behavior had altered his attitude towards her, and she felt quite successful in her endeavor.

But after strolling in the garden for a while, she suddenly didn't know what to say.

After all, she was always a woman of few words, and the fact that she had spoken so much just now was quite rare.

What to say next, she thought for quite a while but couldn't come up with anything.

Thus, the two of them walked away from the small bridge over the pond and ventured into other areas of the garden, without much conversation in the process.

Eventually, it was Luo Ziling who felt a bit embarrassed and initiated the conversation, "How is your health now?"

"Usually, I feel alright," Ouyang Feifei breathed a sigh of relief when Luo Ziling actively asked about her health, "Your grandfather mentioned in his letter that my illness hasn't fully recovered. He asked you to give me a thorough examination and find a way to completely eradicate my disease!"

After saying these words, Ouyang Feifei turned her head to look at Luo Ziling, eager to see his reaction.

Seeing Ouyang Feifei saying so, Luo Ziling felt quite embarrassed and asked softly, "Shall I examine you later then?"

"Now?"

"That would work too!" Luo Ziling nodded, "Let's find a place then, shall we go inside?"

Ouyang Feifei noticed the bag hanging on Luo Ziling's shoulder and knew it was his diagnostic equipment.

"How about the pavilion over there?" Ouyang Feifei pointed to a pavilion not far ahead, "Traditional Chinese Medicine emphasizes observation, listening, questioning, and pulse feeling. The pavilion should be sufficient for these."

"Alright," Luo Ziling considered for a moment and agreed, as Ouyang Feifei's illness likely didn't require examination of private areas.

So, the two headed into the pavilion and sat down facing each other.

Ouyang Feifei extended her delicate arm towards Luo Ziling.

Luo Ziling didn't stand on ceremony either; he took her hand, which was so beautiful it dazzled the eyes, to check her pulse.

Ouyang Feifei's hands were slender, fair, and clear; Luo Ziling actually couldn't find the words to describe the beauty of her delicate hands at that moment.

In any case, Luo Ziling felt that any man who saw her hands would be unable to resist the urge to hold and caress them, and even playing with them for a lifetime would never grow tiresome.

Fearing that Ouyang Feifei might see through his thoughts, Luo Ziling dared not look or touch too much and quickly immersed himself in the state of a doctor.

Ouyang Feifei curiously watched Luo Ziling's movements as he took her pulse. She also noticed that Luo Ziling's hands were very attractive, slender and delicate, perfectly suited for playing the piano. Resting on her wrist, they felt warm.

For some reason, she, who had never been touched by a man on any part of her body, didn't feel anything inappropriate about Luo Ziling holding her arm, nor did she feel any disgust.

Luo Ziling took Ouyang Feifei's pulse with great care, asked in detail about the condition related to the illness she had suffered from since childhood, then examined her complexion and various other bodily aspects, and inquired about her recent hospital visits.

Ouyang Feifei had anticipated that Luo Ziling would ask these questions and had explained everything. She even had her assistant, Wang Qing, who was waiting outside in the courtyard, bring in some of her medical examination records.

After carefully taking her pulse, asking about her condition, and reviewing those medical reports, Luo Ziling had already come up with an initial treatment plan.

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