294: Chapter 293 I am Powerless 294: Chapter 293 I am Powerless Fu Bochuan felt as if his mind had been bombed; a buzzing noise echoed, as if struck by a heavy blow.
His complexion was ugly, yet carried a hint of fascination, and for a mont, he seed quite indecisive.
Was this young man, who looked barely twenty, really such a big shot?
“Are you really the young master of the Yang Family?” Fu Bochuan still asked with a stern face.
He didn’t want to be fooled again.
If it were truly the young master of the Yang Family intervening, then Cai Long would have nothing to say.
If he just let them go and later discovered it wasn’t as it seed, wouldn’t he lose all face?
Besides, whether this was a way out the other party had planned in advance was also questionable.
How else could this be such a coincidence?
Why would the young master of the Yang Family not be in Donglin City but co here instead?
Wasn’t this too convenient?
With this thought, the suspicion in Fu Bochuan’s mind intensified.
Yang Xiaoyu said, “It seems you don’t believe , right?
Fine, I’ll just call my uncle directly, and you can bear the consequences yourself.”
Fu Bochuan’s facial muscles twitched, and after a slight hesitation, he decided he was willing to take the gamble.
Yang Xiaoyu really picked up the phone and quickly dialed a number.
The call was connected swiftly, and Yang Xiaoyu cracked a smile, saying, “Uncle, I hope I’m not disturbing you.
Oh, you’re in a eting?
Then I’ll keep it short.
Can you do a favor?
I’m blocked by the head of Linwu Public Security Bureau on the highway to LW County.
Can you speak to him for ?
Alright, thanks.”
After finishing, Yang Xiaoyu’s lips curled into a strange smile and he handed the phone to Fu Bochuan, saying, “My uncle wants you to take the call.”
Fu Bochuan’s hand trembled.
Could it really be true?
After a mont’s hesitation, Fu Bochuan still took the phone and put it to his ear.
Imdiately, a voice brimming with authority ca through, “Little Fu, right?
I don’t care what the matter is on your end, I only trust that my nephew Xiaoyu wouldn’t wrong you.
You handle it.”
Once the voice finished, a busy tone followed.
Holding the phone, Fu Bochuan didn’t say a word, but his whole body was frozen, a cold sweat breaking out.
Although it was a simple sentence, it made him feel like there were needles pricking his back, a thunderclap in his heart, chilling his whole body.
Naturally, he recognized the voice—it could belong to no other than the departnt head.
It looked like this young man in front of him was telling the truth after all.
Damn it, how could such a powerful Bodhisattva appear out of nowhere?
What was the background of that person surnad Tang?
To the extent that the young master of the Yang Family even called him ‘big brother.’ Had he really provoked an untouchable?
Damn!
Fu Bochuan dared not think further, promptly handing the phone back to Yang Xiaoyu with a smile uglier than a mourner’s, “My apologies, Young Master Yang.
I didn’t investigate clearly.
I’ll withdraw imdiately.” Having said that, Fu Bochuan turned to his subordinates and barked, “Hurry up and clear out.”
Yang Xiaoyu glanced at Fu Bochuan and said, “Don’t apologize to .
If you want to apologize, you should apologize to my big brother Tang.
This kind of display can scare people, even I’m uncomfortable watching it.
Didn’t you see there are two ladies here?”
“Yes, yes, yes,” Fu Bochuan answered, though his heart felt as if it was stabbed by a knife.
He couldn’t afford to offend this powerful Bodhisattva.
If he sohow complained to the head of the departnt, Fu Bochuan would probably have to move his own seat.
His own protector would definitely not be able to shelter him now.
In such a situation, he was naturally obliged to bow his head, “My apologies, Mr.
Tang, Captain Liu, I’m sorry for causing you distress.
This was my oversight.”
“Let’s just leave this matter here,” Liu Wushuang said, hoping Fu Bochuan would convey to Cai Long not to make any more trouble.
“Okay, I understand.” Fu Bochuan bit his lip and sulkily left.
Only after all the police cars had retreated, and the road was clear, did Song Qingyu secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
That was indeed a close call.
Liu Shanshan in the car also breathed out, the shock on her face slowly fading; she had been really worried for Tangyu.
Tangyu patted Yang Xiaoyu’s shoulder with a smile, “I really owe you one for this ti, Xiaoyu.”
“Big brother, please don’t say that.
This is just a trivial matter, not worth ntioning,” Yang Xiaoyu said, scratching his head and smiling.
A favor is a favor, and Tangyu would rember it in his heart.
“How co you are here?” Tangyu asked.
“Ah, let’s not talk about it.
Grandfather sent to handle so business in LW County, and I happened to be passing by,” Yang Xiaoyu complained, apparently reluctant to go to LW County.
“Oh, I see.
You go ahead then, we also need to hurry back,” Tangyu said.
“Okay, I’ll be going then.
Goodbye, big brother.
Goodbye, beauties,” Yang Xiaoyu said, then jumped over the barrier and got into his car.
Song Qingyu gave Tangyu a questioning look, “I didn’t expect you to be on such good terms with the young master of the Yang Family.”
“He’s alright, Xiaoyu is quite a good guy.
Let’s go; we should also head back,” Tangyu replied.
Song Qingyu nodded, feeling a bit insecure until they returned to Donglin City.
——
The Zhou Family’s atmosphere was sowhat eerie.
Although the Zhou Family couldn’t be described as a massive clan, it was certainly thriving.
Aside from the retired patriarch, Zhou Hequan, there were three brothers and two sisters, all of considerable capability.
Their power, tightly united, had built the Zhou Family into one of the current Seven Rich of the Huaxia Country.
Had these five forces been divided, the prestigious title would have vanished.
Zhou Hequan, as the most authoritative figure in the Zhou Family and a director of the Dali Group, held the greatest power.
Zhou Tao was the representative of the Zhou Family’s third generation and the one Zhou Hequan was grooming as his successor.
The third generation of the Zhou Family comprised four males and three females.
Although the family had done everything to suppress the news about Zhou Tao’s incident, whispers still spread among the clan.
In these past few days, Zhou Hequan had set aside company affairs to stay at ho with his son.
On the one hand, he cared for his son; on the other, he sought to keep the matter quiet and prevent the family from speculating too much.
Several were eyeing the position of successor to the Dali Group, and any chaos now would make Zhou Tao’s succession challenging.
The seemingly united Zhou Family was in fact not so harmonious.
When a family grows too large, strife inevitably arises, akin to the imperial succession battles of ancient tis.
Fratricide and even parricide were not uncommon.
In the living room, Zhou Hequan’s face was stern, with a trace of sothing sinister.
Since yesterday, his two brothers and two sisters, along with their children, had ostensibly co to visit Zhou Tao but were actually probing about what had happened.
Just dealing with these matters was enough of a headache for him.
“Master, Doctor Rao has arrived,” a maidservant announced breathlessly as she ran in.
Zhou Hequan’s expression softened, and he rose hastily to greet the visitor.
An elegant, impressive young man entered, carrying a ticulously crafted toolbox.
“Doctor Rao, I must trouble you greatly this ti,” Zhou Hequan said politely.
Rao Yuanzhi nodded, smiling gracefully, “There’s no need for such courtesy, Uncle Zhou.
Your friend is my father’s friend.
If I can be of help, I certainly won’t shy away.
Let see the young master first.”
Rao Yuanzhi followed Zhou Hequan into a bedroom where Zhou Tao lay in bed.
After suffering more than a day of full-body paralysis, Zhou Tao seed to have transford, his complexion terrible to behold, utterly expressionless.
Even when Zhou Hequan and Rao Yuanzhi approached, his eyelids barely flickered, revealing hardly any emotion.
“Zhou Tao, I’ve asked Doctor Rao, the best acupuncturist from Donglin First Hospital, to treat you.
I believe you will be fine,” Zhou Hequan said with heart-wrenching concern.
Zhou Tao’s eyelids fluttered slightly, and he cast a glance at Rao Yuanzhi.
He had heard of Donglin’s best acupuncturist.
Renowned throughout Donglin City, this doctor’s acupuncture was said to work wonders—curing diseases as soon as the needle struck.
It was rumored that he could even cure cancer.
But of course, those were mostly rumors; after all, everyone knew that late-stage cancer was a death sentence.
Rao Yuanzhi began examining Zhou Tao, and his brows quickly furrowed.
“You can’t move any part of your body?”
“Yes, that’s correct,” Zhou Tao replied.
Rao Yuanzhi’s hands traversed Zhou Tao’s body, and his brow tightened so much they almost knitted together, his expression turning grave as surprise flickered through his eyes.
Internally startled, he thought, “This is a case of Hundred Points Displacent.
There are countless combinations for one hundred points, and only a master thoroughly familiar with the body’s acupoints could undo such disorder.
In the entire Huaxia Country, definitely no more than a handful of people could resolve Hundred Points Displacent.
Although I’ve done so research, I’ve yet to fathom it thoroughly.
Even my father couldn’t solve it unless the founding master himself intervened.
Such an impressive technique, could it be Tangyu?”
“Doctor Rao, how is it?” Zhou Hequan asked.
Rao Yuanzhi shook his head, “Hundred Points Displacent, I am powerless, as is my father.”
“What—” Zhou Hequan felt a heavy blow, even Donglin First Hospital’s best acupuncturist admitted powerlessness outright.
Zhou Tao’s face darkened, and his gaze turned icy once more.
“I apologize, Uncle Zhou.
My skills are too limited to be of assistance.
However, if I may be so bold to ask—who has done this?
Tangyu?” Rao Yuanzhi inquired.
At the ntion of Tangyu, a deadly intent flashed in Zhou Tao’s eyes.
Zhou Hequan’s expression beca slightly grim, but he did not respond.
Rao Yuanzhi, reading their reactions, realized it must be as he suspected: the incident was caused by Tangyu, whom he had encountered once before at Donglin First Hospital.
Having seen him use the Immortal Finger Technique last ti and now encountering Hundred Points Displacent, Rao Yuanzhi’s recognition of Tangyu’s abilities beca clearer.
“Oh, if Uncle Zhou doesn’t wish to say, consider it as if I never asked.
I was rely curious.
To perform such a technique reflects the work of a dical expert.
In Donglin City, there are not many whose dical skills earn my admiration.
Uncle Zhou, I’m truly unable to help with this matter, so I shall take my leave now,” Rao Yuanzhi concluded.
“Let see you out,” Zhou Hequan offered.
“No need, I can manage on my own.
You should stay with Zhou Tao,” Rao Yuanzhi responded.
Zhou Hequan nevertheless insisted on escorting Rao Yuanzhi out the door.
After seeing him off, Zhou Hequan’s face turned as cold as an icebox, appearing exceptionally dreadful.
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