Starting with the Immortal Cultivation System, what can you use to fight me?

Lin Han smiled and nodded to everyone, neither humble nor overbearing, his manners were proper. He first presented the gifts one by one, and humbly said, "It's our first meeting, so I brought you some small gifts. It's not a token of respect, please accept them."

"Lin...my good son-in-law, you just need to come. Why buy me any gifts? It's really..." Wang Huihuang was just about to say "Divine Doctor Lin", but luckily he stopped himself and addressed him affectionately instead, with a smile on his face and approval in his eyes.

Seeing this, Lin Han smiled and said, "Uncle Wang, I haven't seen you for a long time. You look better than before. It's really a cause for celebration."

"Haha...good son-in-law, you really know how to talk." Wang Huihuang laughed heartily.

Hearing the words "good son-in-law", Wang Ruohan's face flushed immediately, "Dad, don't talk nonsense, we haven't gotten married yet."

Wang Huihuang patted Lin Han's shoulder and said with a smile, "It's only a matter of time. Come, good son-in-law, sit down."

"Okay, Uncle Wang." Lin Han nodded awkwardly. On the surface, he was calm, but in fact, he was panicking inside. He was most afraid of dealing with this kind of "big scene".

Oh my god! How am I supposed to handle all these mouths?

Lin Han muttered to himself in his heart, but still maintained a decent smile on his face.

He found a place to sit down and was just about to drink some water to calm down when Wang Ruohan's aunt pulled him over to ask about his work.

"Xiao Lin, where are you doing your job? Ruohan said you are a great doctor. Is that true?" Aunt looked curious, with a glint of inquiry in her eyes.

"Oh... hello, auntie. I work in a traditional Chinese medicine clinic. I usually diagnose patients." Lin Han replied with a smile, trying to appear more natural.

"Oh, Chinese medicine! It's the quintessence of our nation! Not many young people are willing to learn Chinese medicine these days." Upon hearing this, a hint of approval flashed in my aunt's eyes. "Then who did you learn this medical skill from?"

"This... was taught to me by my master. He is an old Chinese doctor, and I have been learning from him since I was a child." Lin Han made up an excuse casually, secretly thanking himself for his quick reaction.

After hearing this, my aunt nodded, seeming to be quite satisfied with Lin Han's answer.

Then, she pulled Lin Han aside and asked some other questions, such as how many people were in his family, what his parents did for a living, etc.

Lin Han answered one by one. Although he was a little nervous, fortunately his aunt's questions were not too tricky and he could still handle them.

At this time, Wang Ruohan's aunt joined the conversation. She looked Lin Han up and down and found that he was wearing very ordinary clothes. A hint of disdain appeared on the corner of her mouth. She said with a double meaning:

"Xiao Lin, your clothes look quite plain. Are you too busy with work and don't have time to go shopping?"

"Hmph, you're here with bad intentions? This old woman, there's something fishy in her words." Lin Han secretly criticized her, but he maintained a gentle smile on his face. He replied calmly, "Auntie is right. I'm really busy with work, and I've always believed that when it comes to clothes, comfort is the key. There's no need to pursue flashy things."

Upon hearing this, the aunt's disdain grew even stronger, as if she wanted to make things more difficult for her. However, Wang Ruohan's father, Wang Huihuang, interrupted her, "Okay, everyone, stop crowding around Xiaolin and ask him questions. Let him take a break. Come, Xiaolin, try some of our tea."

Lin Han looked at Wang Huihuang gratefully, took the teacup he handed over, took a sip, and praised: "Good tea, fragrant and full of aftertaste."

"Ruohan's boyfriend, right? I'm Ruohan's cousin, Sun Wencai. Nice to meet you." A burly man in a suit and tie suddenly stood up and extended his hand towards Lin Han.

Lin Han carefully examined Wang Ruohan's cousin, noticing a resemblance to the young aunt from earlier. He couldn't help but sneer inwardly: "Sure enough, they're both equally capable, but they're both no pushovers." But he maintained a respectful smile, stood up, and shook hands with Wang Ruohan's cousin. "Nice to meet you, I'm Lin Han."

Sun Wencai shook hands with a little too much force, as if testing Lin Han.

Lin Han responded calmly, and their eyes met in the air, as if they were engaged in a silent contest.

"I heard from Ruohan that you are a good doctor. I've been feeling really upset and irritable lately. I wonder if you could help me take a look and get some treatment." Sun Wencai had a half-smile on his face, but in his heart he was mocking her: Humph, you're wearing cheap clothes and you still want to seduce my cousin? You're just dreaming. Today I'm going to show you how powerful I am!

"Haha, you want to show off your power? Well, that depends on whether you have the ability." Lin Han sneered in his heart, but his expression remained calm. He smiled slightly and said, "Of course, if cousin Ruohan doesn't mind, I'll help you take a look."

"Okay." Sun Wencai raised his lips to a barely perceptible sneer, then extended his hand, ready for Lin Han to see.

Lin Han gently placed his hand on Sun Wencai's wrist and pretended to close his eyes and concentrate. After a moment, he opened his eyes and said with a smile, "Cousin Ruohan, you have excessive anger and you've been overworked recently, so you feel upset. But don't worry, I happen to know how to perform 'traditional massage', and the effect will be immediate, but... it hurts a little, I don't know... "

When Sun Wencai heard this, the disdain on his face became even stronger. He thought that he was as strong as an ox, so how could he have such a strong liver fire? He didn't believe in any traditional massage methods. He just thought that Lin Han was being mysterious and wanted to show off in front of him.

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of pain, just come on." Sun Wencai looked at Lin Han provocatively, with an expression that said "I want to see what you can do."

Lin Han smiled slightly and said no more. He suddenly exerted force with both hands, and a series of precise and rapid massage techniques fell on Sun Wencai's wrists and arms.

Sun Wencai wanted to hold on at first, but as Lin Han's technique became more intense, an indescribable pain came from his arm, which made him gasp and beads of sweat began to seep out of his forehead.

"How is it, cousin Ruohan, does this feel good?" Lin Han looked at the changes in Sun Wencai's expression, secretly amused in his heart, but still maintained a calm face.

Sun Wencai gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and said stubbornly: "Not... not bad, you continue."

Lin Han raised a playful smile and intensified his technique. This time, Sun Wencai finally couldn't bear it anymore and cried out loudly: "Ouch, it hurts! Stop it!"

"Oh! Cousin Ruohan, if the bowel movement is smooth, there's no pain, and if there's pain, there's no pain either! Your problem seems very serious!" Lin Han deliberately made a surprised expression and continued: "If you don't get treatment soon, I'm afraid... Oh!"

He shook his head with a look of regret, but his heart was filled with joy.

Seeing this, Wang Ruohan and other relatives looked at him with curiosity and confusion.