After speaking, the female manager went up to ring the doorbell.

Shortly, the door opened, revealing a girl's face inside, but her face and head were covered with a veil, displaying a typical Middle Eastern style. Her appearance was unrecognizable, but she seemed like a young girl.

"May I ask what the matter is?" The girl spoke in Chinese, albeit not very fluently, but she managed to communicate effectively.

The female manager said, "It's like this, Miss. This gentleman claims to be a very good friend of yours and has come to see you, but since he hasn't registered, I've come to see for verification."

Ling Zhenfei felt a bit awkward now. With the Perspective Eye, Ling Zhenfei saw that this girl indeed had a Middle Eastern appearance. Although she was beautiful, Ling Zhenfei genuinely did not recognize her.

Ling Zhenfei looked at the girl, and the girl looked at Ling Zhenfei. Ling Zhenfei knew he was exposed now and wondered what to say to ease the awkwardness. Should he use Soul Passage to make both girls unconscious and take them into the room?

Ling Zhenfei was prepared; if the female manager intended to call for help, Ling Zhenfei would act immediately.

Hongteng International Hotel, no less than a four-star or Five-Star standard, usually hosts wealthy guests, so the service from managers and staff is excellent.

This female manager following Ling Zhenfei showed a level of responsibility, which was not good for Ling Zhenfei.

Perhaps in the girl's presence, the female manager wouldn't show anything, but once the girl closed the door, the manager would surely call for help.

The manager felt secure because she held a walkie-talkie and could call for help at any moment.

Ling Zhenfei noticed the manager had already placed her hand on the walkie-talkie's button, ready to press it at any moment.

At this tense moment, the girl suddenly laughed and came out to hold Ling Zhenfei's arm, appearing very excited, and said to the manager, "Yes, he is my friend, a very good friend."

The female manager was stunned, and even Ling Zhenfei was surprised, not knowing what this meant since he had never seen the girl before.

Ling Zhenfei didn't care much, the previously somber atmosphere suddenly changed.

"See, I told you he's my good friend. You looked down on me; why, can't one be friends with beautiful, wealthy girls just because of their dress?"

The female manager felt awkward seeing Ling Zhenfei's clothing, never imagining he'd know a Middle Eastern female tycoon staying in a Five-Star hotel Presidential suite.

"I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean that; it's just that I've never seen you before, and you hadn't registered, so I followed."

Ling Zhenfei said, "Now you see, didn't you look down on me back then?"

The manager laughed, "Sir, you're joking; seeing you initially, you seemed extraordinary, a dragon among men. I just wanted to get closer."

Ling Zhenfei put up his thumb and said, "Impressive, really! Your face change is too quick, it's overwhelming."

The manager said, "Sir, as you say, we're not as good as you make us out to be; we will always improve."

The manager seemed not to realize Ling Zhenfei was being sarcastic, keeping a smile on her face throughout.

Ling Zhenfei didn't know what to say, when the girl spoke, "Oh dear, why talk at the door, let's go inside."

Saying this, she directly pulled Ling Zhenfei's arm into the Presidential suite.

Ling Zhenfei was truly puzzled, wondering how he ended up in the Presidential suite without knowing how it all happened. Clearly, this girl helped him, but why?

In the room, Ling Zhenfei noticed there wasn't just the girl; another person was sitting in a wheelchair, back facing them, looking out the large window at the scenery.

After leading Ling Zhenfei into the room, the girl released his arm and said, "Please sit, tea or coffee?"

Ling Zhenfei, surprised, said, "Sorry, it's our first meeting, yet you act like we're very familiar."

The girl laughed, removed her veil, and revealed an extremely exotic and stunning face.

"Hello, you must be Mr. Ling Zhenfei."

Ling Zhenfei was startled that the girl knew him and quickly said, "Yes, I am Ling Zhenfei; may I ask who you are?"

The girl smiled, "My full name is quite long, but you can call me Emelin."

Ling Zhenfei said, "Hello, Emelin, did we know each other before? How do you know my name?"

Emelin said, "Hello, Mr. Ling, meeting you today is a miracle; I heard your name from my Chinese teacher, who admires you greatly."

Ling Zhenfei said, "Is that so? Thank you for helping me today."

Emelin said, "You're welcome; meeting you is my honor."

Ling Zhenfei shook Emelin's hand and said, "I have other matters to attend to, so I'll be off. Let's meet again fate willing."

Having said this, Ling Zhenfei wanted to leave, but Emelin grabbed him, making Ling Zhenfei pause, as he recalled something.

It was known Middle Eastern girls couldn't show themselves publicly and had to wear wide robes and veils to cover their faces, not revealing their complete faces.

But Emelin was so different, not only showing her face but also holding Ling Zhenfei's arm.

Ling Zhenfei hastily turned and said, "Miss Emelin, is there another matter?"

Emelin said, "Mr. Ling, we came to Huaxia specifically for you, but surprisingly, we couldn't find you. We've been here several days without locating you."

Ling Zhenfei was amazed this Middle Eastern girl was looking for him.

Ling Zhenfei said, "Miss Emelin, may I know why you are looking for me?"

Emelin said, "My Chinese teacher says you are the best doctor in the world, with the greatest Medical Arts, even saving those close to dying, so I came to find you."

Ling Zhenfei couldn't believe someone trusted him so much, realizing the need to strive harder as many supported him, like Emelin's Chinese teacher.

Although never met, Emelin's teacher regarded Ling Zhenfei as the best doctor; such high praise indeed.

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