novelraw Chapter 147 : Lin Mo: Guaranteed
Chapter 147 : Lin Mo: Guaranteed
Chapter 147: Lin Mo: Guaranteed
Perhaps Lin Mo had left such a deep and unshakable impression on those around him that almost everyone found it hard to accept the sight of him wearing a white coat.
Damn it, he wasn’t a doctor, nor was he a medical student. He studied computer science! Just half a month ago, he had still been a miserable programmer in some company, and now he had suddenly turned into a doctor? Who could accept that kind of contrast?
If someone familiar with Lin Mo went to the hospital and saw that he was the one treating them, they would probably crawl off the bed, turn around, and leave on the spot—letting him treat them? Might as well give up hope!
Of course, Liu Rushuang was the exception—the only woman who got excited seeing him in a white coat.
Who knew what strange point that white coat triggered in her? All Lin Mo knew was that once he wore it and started giving her a massage, she became noticeably calmer, occasionally glancing at him and snapping a few photos with her phone.
Especially the way she looked at him—it made him think her gaze was, more or less, a bit perverse.
Lin Mo actually hadn’t intended to wear the coat at first. After all, he wasn’t a real doctor. But Senior Brother Pan had strongly insisted, saying, “Since you’ve already got it, put it on! It’ll make us look more professional.”
It was true—when you were out in the world, your identity was something you created for yourself. But with his teacher present, he couldn’t afford to embarrass him, could he?
After thinking it over, Lin Mo agreed, and so he put it on.
The effect was immediate. As soon as Jiang Jianguo came out, he recognized them both at a glance and asked if they were Professor Li’s students. When they nodded, they were promptly brought in.
That was the power of a uniform—it didn’t just tell people your profession at a glance; it also naturally made them trust your professional ability more. Even though Lin Mo wasn’t actually in medicine.
“Hello, Auntie. Didn’t expect to see you here,” Lin Mo greeted Mrs. Jiang.
They had met twice before, even video-chatted just yesterday, so it felt a bit surreal to be seeing her again today.
“This is my mother’s house. I didn’t expect the student Dr. Li mentioned to be you, Xiao Lin. What a coincidence!” Mrs. Jiang said with a soft laugh, covering her mouth.
She had a very good impression of Lin Mo—a polite, handsome, well-mannered young man with a decent background. At first, she had even thought he might be her daughter’s boyfriend.
She hadn’t expected to see him again like this, and as Professor Li’s disciple, no less.
Sure enough, her eye for people wasn’t wrong—this Xiao Lin was definitely not from an ordinary family.
“Xiaoyue, you know this Doctor Lin?” asked the eldest in the Jiang family, Jiang Jianshe.
Mrs. Jiang nodded. “We’ve met twice. Xiao Lin is Yuanyuan’s friend. Oh, Xiao Lin, this is Yuanyuan’s uncle. You can call him ‘Uncle’ too.”
“Hello, Uncle,” Lin Mo greeted politely.
Mrs. Jiang was clearly introducing him on purpose—and since she had told him to follow Yuanyuan’s way of addressing people, he might as well comply. Though it felt a little awkward, it wasn’t a big deal considering the man’s age.
“Ah, hello, hello. I didn’t expect we’d have this kind of connection. Come, everyone, sit down,” Jiang Jianguo said, gesturing warmly.
“Dad, Mom, this is Yuanyuan’s friend Xiao Lin. Xiao Lin, these are Yuanyuan’s grandparents!” Mrs. Jiang added.
Lin Mo felt much more at ease now and quickly said, “Hello, Grandpa, Grandma. My name is Lin Mo, and I’m Sister Yuan’s friend.”
Normally, introductions like this should have been made by Miss Yuan herself—after all, she was the one who knew Lin Mo. But since she had just blurted out a swear word, Mrs. Jiang had sent her off to the kitchen to pour water and wash fruit.
Mrs. Jiang really had no choice—her daughter had embarrassed her too much, so she had to take over the introductions herself.
“Good, good. Xiao Lin, was it? Sit, sit.” Yuanyuan’s grandmother warmly pulled him to sit beside her, giving him a few appraising looks, clearly more and more pleased.
As for the elderly Mr. Jiang, due to his condition, he simply smiled, nodded, and said, “Not bad, not bad. Fine-looking young man!”
Then he turned to Professor Li and said with a chuckle, “Xiao Li, you’ve done well. You’ve taught some fine students—bright future ahead for them.”
At that, Professor Li felt a little numb. He hadn’t expected his student to have this kind of connection. He’d been wondering how to introduce them, but it turned out the grandparents had already done it for him.
“Old Leader, you flatter me. These two are just my unpromising students. But this works out well—it looks like the treatment will go much more smoothly,” Professor Li said with a laugh, feeling secretly pleased.
He knew Lin Mo’s real level, but others didn’t. Having this kind of relationship would make things much easier. If Lin Mo performed well this time, his own future would open up wider as well.
As for Pan Limin, once he realized Lin Mo had this connection, he knew there’d be little for him to do today. Which was fine—treating an old leader like this was stressful. Now he could relax and just chat with Jiang Jianguo.
Just then, Miss Yuan came out of the kitchen carrying a tray with water and freshly washed fruit. She set them on the table, then stared straight at Lin Mo, making him feel uneasy under her gaze.
“Sister Yuan, easy there. What’s with that look?” Lin Mo asked awkwardly.
At that, Yuan Meng sneered. “Well, well, Mozi—you’ve turned into a doctor now, huh? We’ve known each other this long, and I never knew you had this little secret identity. You really are something.”
If there hadn’t been so many elders around, she might’ve already taken a swing at him.
“I told you before that I knew massage—you knew that. You even tried it,” Lin Mo said, trying to explain.
Back when they worked at the company, he’d given Liu Rushuang a massage right in front of her, and she had even tried it herself. Sure, the results hadn’t been amazing, but did she really need to look this shocked?
“I thought your massage thing was just something you picked up online. Now you’re telling me you’re a professional?” Yuan Meng widened her eyes.
She had known Lin Mo could do massage, but who could’ve guessed he was actually this skilled? Back then, when she tried it, it had hurt so much she didn’t think much of it afterward.
If Lin Mo knew what she was thinking, he’d definitely tell her—massage and bone-setting were two different things. What she’d experienced back then was bone-setting, of course it had felt intense.
At this point, Professor Li interjected, “Old Leader, to tell you the truth, Xiao Lin’s massage skills are passed down in his family. Both my student, the Director of the Rehabilitation Department, and I have tried it—absolutely professional.”
“Yes, Leader,” Pan Limin quickly added, standing up. “My junior may not have graduated yet, but when it comes to massage, I admit I’m far inferior. You can trust him.”
Hearing this, the elderly Mr. Jiang waved a hand and laughed. “It’s fine, Xiao Li—I trust your judgment. Besides, Xiao Lin’s friends with Yuanyuan. What’s there not to trust?
Xiao Lin, just go ahead later. These old bones of mine aren’t that fragile yet, haha!”
Lin Mo could only smile awkwardly as everyone looked at him. “Don’t worry, sir. I’ll do my best. But I’ll still need my teacher to guide me—otherwise, I’d feel uneasy.”
He didn’t even know what the old man’s condition was; he couldn’t just start pressing randomly. It was best to let his teacher explain first so he could proceed properly.
Seeing how cautious he was, Professor Li nodded approvingly. “Of course. We’ll first let the old leader take the medicine and sweat a bit. Then I’ll do the acupuncture, and afterward, Xiao Lin, you’ll perform the massage to promote blood circulation and relax the meridians. I’ll tell you the details then.”
Lin Mo nodded in relief. Good thing he wasn’t handling everything himself—he was just assisting his teacher. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have dared.
At that moment, Miss Yuan tugged him aside and whispered in his ear, “Mozi, are you sure massage really works for my grandpa’s condition?”
“I don’t know. I just got here—I was pulled in last-minute. I don’t even know what’s wrong with him. But my teacher says it’ll help, so it should be fine,” Lin Mo said, shaking his head. He trusted his teacher completely.
Miss Yuan looked at him suspiciously. “You don’t know anything? Are you really professional?”
Lin Mo grinned, flashing a row of white, even teeth. “Guaranteed.”
Miss Yuan: .