Chapter 58: A Good Man

This Sister Jin's real name is Jin Shuiyun. A local of Haizhou, she owns several clothing stores and is a formidable career woman.

Both her parents are veteran cadres, while her husband is Wang Qinghong, the president of the Haizhou First People's Hospital.

According to Jin Shuiyun, Wang Qinghong's success today is entirely due to her and the behind-the-scenes maneuvering of her maternal family.

The couple's relationship cannot be called bad, nor can it be considered good; it is simply extremely indifferent, though not quite the polite detachment of mutual respect.

Neither interferes in the other's affairs, living more like two strangers sharing a roof.

Recently, Wang Qinghong suddenly brought up a divorce and was extremely resolute about it, which forced Jin Shuiyun to suspect that this nominal husband actually has someone else on the side.

She doesn't want to see half of the fortune she worked so hard to build up being split away, nor is she willing to let this man off so easily—after all, back when he was penniless and destitute, it was she who defied her family's objections and insisted on staying with him.

Now that he has achieved fame and success, he thinks he can just kick her aside like an old shoe?

There is no such cheap bargain in this world!

That is why she wanted to hire us to investigate Wang Qinghong, to gather evidence of him keeping a mistress so that even if they divorce, she can leave him stripped of everything.

In truth, it is easy to tell that this Sister Jin is no simple pushover.

Whether her husband actually has a mistress is something I don't know yet, but this wealthy matron is certainly not one to endure loneliness.

She is a regular patron of SK, surrounded by numerous male consorts, and when she meets someone who catches her eye, playing a few rounds of poker with them is nothing out of the ordinary.

Of course, none of that concerns me; since business has walked through the door, I have no reason to push it away.

Her morality is not for me to judge. All I can do is take the money, do the job, and try my utmost to satisfy the client's demands—that is all.

The first step of the business was quite simple: just take off my glasses and look at the vital breath within her body.

As I had anticipated, the vital breath inside this older sister is thoroughly mixed, indicating she has had very intimate relationships with quite a few men.

However, the majority of them were left from half a year ago.

This doesn't mean she has suddenly cleaned up her act; rather, the ailments in her body have forced her to behave herself.

I put my glasses back on and asked her, "Sister Jin, have you never had a thorough check-up? Were all your symptoms treated simply as ordinary gynecological issues?"

A look of admiration appeared on Jin Shuiyun's face as she nodded vigorously and said, "They weren't kidding when they called you a divine doctor—you saw it right away!

You know what my husband does for a living, so... it wasn't really convenient for me to go to the hospital for checks; I was afraid of making him misunderstand! Every hospital in Haizhou has his acquaintances, and I didn't want to bring trouble upon myself..."

Her expression suddenly turned pale as she looked at me and asked, "D-Dear brother, I don't have... Don't scare me. Did you see wrong? Could you take another careful look?"

I frowned and replied, "I didn't say anything yet, so there's no need to scare yourself. Go get your intestinal tract checked; I suspect the problem lies there now."

"Alright!" Jin Shuiyun nodded repeatedly without stopping.

I stood up and said to her, "Then go ahead. I've already taken on your case and will begin the investigation soon.

Usually, it takes seven days. If you need any additional services, you can report them at the front desk. Some items are free of charge, while others incur extra fees.

The front desk will provide you with a contract later, and I would appreciate it if you could sign it.

You can pay the final balance after the case is concluded!"

"No need, no need at all. I can pay the full amount right now; I trust you!" Jin Shuiyun hurriedly stood up and reached into her bag for the money, but I stopped her with a smile:

"You're too polite, Sister Jin! But you don't need to pay here. Just go to the front desk, fill out the form, and hand it directly to Sister Yan."

I could tell she was extremely reluctant to deal with Xiangxiang, probably because she used to look down on her and humiliate her, and now that she had to lower herself to ask for my help, she found it a bit difficult to save face.

This was tantamount to handing evidence of her own desperation to someone she had previously despised.

Yet the more reluctant she was, the more I intended to make her face Xiangxiang.

Xiangxiang is a member of my Yan Hui company now; if I don't side with her, who else would I support?

Chen Yinan swaggered downstairs with a group of brightly dressed young women, walked them all the way out the door, and then turned back with a shake of his head and a sigh:

"Tiresome! Truly exhausting for both body and mind!

Second boss, I really envy you. Aside from Sister Yan and our colleagues, you don't even have a single ambiguous female relationship around you!

You don't need to rack your brains trying to figure out ways to please them, nor do you have to stress over conflicting dating schedules!

Ah! How leisurely!"

"Get lost!" I turned around and gave him a kick, which he dodged with a cheeky laugh.

Ordinarily, assigning this kind of case to myself and Little Monkey would be the most suitable choice, but since Little Monkey was away and this pretentious show-off Chen Yinan was acting up again, I simply dragged him along.

First, we went to the shopping mall to buy a new mobile phone. There was no need to follow Sister Yan's advice about getting the absolute latest model; one costing just over two thousand yuan was already more than good enough.

Then the two of us took a cab to the First People's Hospital. We didn't rush to find Wang Qinghong—we couldn't just run up to him and announce, "I'm here to investigate whether you're cheating on your wife..."

That would be utterly insane!

The proper approach was first to figure out his commuting hours and habits, then subtly gather information from the people around him, verify details through personal observation, and finally cut to the core of the matter. By that stage, confirmation is usually secured, and all that remains is taking photos and recording audio.

Therefore, cases like this generally consume quite a bit of time; one week is not very long. For deeply hidden targets, it might take a month or even several months to find any leverage.

Cases like Xiangxiang's, which happened by pure coincidence and were wrapped up in a single night, are quite rare.

The two of us spent the entire afternoon at the hospital, learning Wang Qinghong's schedule. He happened to be at the hospital right then, in the middle of performing a surgery.

Chen Yinan went around asking numerous people about this President Wang's reputation, and it was unexpectedly favorable.

Doctors, nurses, and patient families alike—anyone who knew him spoke without a single harsh word.

He was praised for his noble medical ethics, superb surgical skills, polite humility, and genuine care for his subordinates.

As for his personal conduct regarding women, he was reportedly completely upright, with never a single scandal linked to his name.

I felt a bit helpless. Wasn't this the epitome of a good man in the modern age? It made his desire to divorce Jin Shuiyun entirely understandable.

To be honest, my impression of Jin Shuiyun was far from favorable: wealthy, domineering, promiscuous, and flirtatious—that was my assessment of her.

Her looks were thoroughly mediocre; even in her youth, she could hardly be considered a beauty, making her a terrible match for the refined and elegant photograph of Wang Qinghong hanging on the wall.

Back when they were young, Wang Qinghong must have been an absolute catch!

If not for Jin Shuiyun's favorable family background, the two of them likely would never have ended up together.

Regardless of all that, however, the case had been accepted and the client had paid, so the job had to be carried out.

If we truly couldn't find any clues and he turned out to be an impeccably flawless good man, I certainly wouldn't frame him; the worst-case scenario would simply be refunding a portion of the fee.

"Second boss!" Chen Yinan nudged my arm and pointed toward a few people in the small garden. "Look over there!"

I followed his finger and saw a young boy hugging a bolted-down garden bench in the small garden, sobbing loudly. In front of him stood a middle-aged man in a white lab coat, his hands clasped behind his back, frowning in silence.

Beside the boy, a pot-bellied man and a short-statured woman were saying something to him.

I froze.

Chen Yinan muttered in a low voice, "Isn't that President Zhao's son? What is he doing here?"