Originally, after Su Chen revealed his extraordinary skill, the onlookers had forgotten about the matter of the descendant nail. When it was suddenly brought up again, they all remembered.

No wonder the master refused Mr. He. Setting aside Mr. He's previous disdain and sarcasm towards He Tian, just the presence of the descendant nail was enough to discourage anyone from getting involved.

At this moment, nobody believed He Tian's nonsense anymore. After realizing the situation, everyone retreated a few steps, standing behind Su Chen.

"The master's teachings are wise."

He Lao noticed the reactions of the crowd. His face turned extremely hot, but he dared not say anything. He could only nod repeatedly, "I'll follow the master's instructions and honestly send this descendant nail to the Liu family."

Su Chen waved his hand indifferently and turned to leave.

He was only giving a piece of advice; there was no need to monitor how He Lao would handle it. The urgent matter was to find a way to treat his amnesia.

"Dad, are you really going to do as he said?"

Seeing Su Chen walk away, He Tian hurriedly approached and asked in a low voice.

Smack!

He Lao turned around and slapped him, scolding, "The master has spoken, and you dare to scheme here. I told you back then that this bronze nail is unusual. Now, look at the mess we're in!"

Holding his stinging and numb face, He Tian muttered in a low voice, "You were so happy when we brought it back. Now you're settling scores after the fact."

"Shut up! Do you believe I'll beat you to death!"

"No, no, no. I'll find someone to box with right away."

He Tian, seeing the situation turning unfavorable, nodded like a chick pecking at rice and quickly ran off with his accomplice.

However, no matter how fast he was, he couldn't keep up with the speed of the news spreading.

In just over ten minutes, the entire antique street was in chaos. Many shop owners with some assets released statements, offering high prices to invite the renowned artifact restorer back to the antique street.

Of course, the antique circle was a small community. Once the news left the antique street, it couldn't travel far for the time being.

In a milky-white Mini Cooper, Su Chen seemed like a passerby out of sync with the world, looking at the rapidly passing street scenes in confusion.

Everything was unfamiliar.

Except for the scenes of him repairing artifacts in the darkness, he knew nothing.

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Lin Wanqing drove the car, occasionally glancing at Su Chen when observing the situation behind, and seeing him like this, she couldn't help but feel a tightness in her heart. Trying to ease the atmosphere, she said, "Um, did you really forget who you are back there?"

"Hmm?"

Su Chen was pulled out of his daze, and he smiled, "It's not that serious. At least I remember my name, Su Chen."

Lin Wanqing silently repeated the name several times, making an effort to remember it.

Then she said, "You really helped me a lot in the Antique Saint Pavilion just now. After I take this Qing porcelain ox back, I'll immediately help you contact the best neurologist to help you recover your memories."

"Thank you, Miss Lin Wanqing."

"No need to be so polite. If you consider me a friend, just call me Wanqing. That's what my dad calls me."

Speaking of which, Lin Wanqing's heart beat rapidly, afraid that Su Chen would refuse.

Little did she know, Su Chen was momentarily stunned at this moment.

Just as he turned his head, wanting to call out Lin Wanqing's name, a voice jumped into his mind: "Lin Wanqing, 21 years old, female, height 1.73 meters, bust-waist-hip measurements 90-60-90, menstrual cycle on the fifteenth day of each month, inner thoughts: What if he doesn't call me Wanqing? Does that mean we can't be friends? Will I still see him in the future?"

These eyes could even read a woman's thoughts?

Su Chen was thoroughly shocked.

At the same time, he found it somewhat amusing.

Reading minds was one thing, but how could he read a girl's measurements and menstrual cycle? Were these eyes not serious at all?

"Su Chen?"

Just as he was laughing, he suddenly heard Lin Wanqing's weak voice.

Seeing the girl looking anxious, as if she had seen the result she was most worried about, Su Chen quickly smiled and said, "Okay, I'll call you Wanqing from now on."

"Great!"

Lin Wanqing happily smiled. The sweet smile, like a spring breeze, made people's breath catch. "By the way, since we left the antique street, I've been wanting to ask you: can that descendant nail really bring misfortune to the He family?"

Su Chen smiled and said, "Whether it has an effect or not depends on belief. There may be some scientific reasoning behind what I said. The descendant nail was indeed dug out from a coffin, exposed to the corpse's corpse gas for a long time, and bacteria must have grown. Besides, the emperor's cypress is delicate, and being together with the descendant nail would naturally cause decay. Moreover, the business of the Antique Saint Pavilion, disturbed by our actions, has likely spread the origin of the descendant nail throughout the antique street. If they refuse to follow through, who would dare to consume in their store? Don't you think it's ominous?"

Lin Wanqing listened with a slightly open mouth, completely unexpected that behind this supernatural talk, there were so many logically rigorous explanations.

Seeing that she had absorbed it, Su Chen added a few more words, "As for asking him to send the descendant nail back to the Liu family, it's just letting him return the item to its original owner. Whether the Liu family buries the descendant nail back in the tomb or sells it as an antique, that's their own business. But this is their ancestral possession. For the He family to seize it is naturally not acceptable."

In the conversation, a sense of heroism emerged, causing Lin Wanqing to feel a bit overwhelmed.

After about half an hour, Lin Wanqing drove the car to an office building, pointing not far away and saying, "Look, that's our shop."

Su Chen looked over and saw that the shop wasn't large, but the location was excellent. It was the visual focal point of the entire office building. From the appearance of the shop, the decoration style was elegant and simple, with a slightly out-of-the-ordinary, high-end atmosphere. Unlike those grandiose shops that were eager to display wealth, it exuded an air of sophistication.

"You can tell that Uncle is a person of great integrity."

"Oh, it's quite a coincidence. You're the second person to describe my dad like that."

"Who was the first?"

Su Chen casually asked.

Lin Wanqing stopped the car and smiled, "It's the client we're going to deal with this time. She's a big shot, a guest lecturer at the city hospital, a renowned doctor nationwide, Grandma Jiang Hui. As for her granddaughter, she's the neurologist I want to help you contact, Dr. Jiang Qianyu. In a little while, Grandma Jiang will come to pick up the item. It