Chapter 113: Chapter 113: A Finger Stone Breaker
Provincial capital, Huang Family.
In an extrely luxurious room, furnished with a lavish large bed, a young man covered in scratch marks lay bound hand and foot.
Surrounding the bed were people, along with several dical staff mbers in white lab coats.
As he struggled, he pleaded in agony, "Mom, I’m about to itch to death, please untie , let
scratch to my heart’s content!"
The young man was none other than Huang Junxiang!
He felt as if countless ants were gnawing at every inch of his body, both painful and itchy, giving him a feeling of preferring death to life.
Ouyang i scanned the dical personnel with her gaze, and said furiously, "You’ve looked for so long without any conclusion, are you all useless?"
The dical staff were sweating profusely with anxiety. The lead doctor hurriedly said, "Madam Ouyang, Young Master Huang’s test results are all good, but strangely, his symptoms are very clear..."
"Slap!"
Ouyang i raised her hand and slapped the person’s face, yelling, "Stop with the useless nonsense, just tell , can you cure him or not?"
A red swollen handprint imdiately appeared on the old doctor’s face, but he did not dare to show any anger, and said with his head lowered, "Madam Ouyang, I’m sorry, we’ve done our best, you should look for soone else!"
"Slap!"
Ouyang i slapped him again, fuming, "Our Huang family spends a fortune every year to maintain you, and when we need you, you are powerless?"
"Useless, all of you are useless!"
The dical personnel kept their heads down, not daring to even breathe too loudly.
Ouyang i was notoriously ruthless, and they dared not argue for fear of not seeing the sun tomorrow.
At that mont, Huang Jin spoke up, attempting to calm her, "Wife, cool down. If they can’t cure Junxiang, then we’ll find soone else."
Ouyang i neither spared any face for the Patriarch of the Huang Family nor minimized her fury, roaring, "They are the best doctors from the best hospital in the provincial capital. If even they can’t cure my son, how do you expect
to stay calm?"
Huang Jin said anxiously, "Isn’t there the National dical Hall? Owner Dongfang’s dical skills are comparable to those of the National dical Saint Hands in Yandu. If he takes action, he will definitely be able to cure Junxiang."
Ouyang i did not imdiately answer but instead scolded the doctors, "Get out, all of you!"
The doctors, as if granted a pardon, hurriedly ran out.
After they left, Ouyang i clenched her teeth and said, "My son turned into this after being brought back from the National dical Hall. Do you think that old man Dongfang Yu will treat my son?"
Huang Jin was imdiately dismayed and looked at the bed where Huang Junxiang lay with a sense of exasperation but said, "What were you thinking, getting into trouble with anyone, going to the National dical Hall to cause problems? Now you see, we can’t even find soone who can treat you."
"You’re better off keeping quiet!"
Ouyang i said angrily, then furrowed her brows and bitingly said, "Perhaps, Junxiang’s condition is Dongfang Yu’s doing."
Huang Jin was taken aback and was about to say sothing but chose to refrain.
Looking at Huang Junxiang on the bed, writhing in pain, he actually felt a sense of schadenfreude, but he dared not show it in front of Ouyang i.
"It’s been almost an hour, why hasn’t Yin Jiuzhi reported back yet?"
Ouyang i looked at her Patek Philippe watch and frowned, "They’re just a few ants from the Song Family, right?"
For so reason, she suddenly had a bad premonition, feeling that sothing significant was going to happen today.
Huang Jin gave Ouyang i a deep look and spoke up, "Wife, the Song Family isn’t as simple as they appear on the surface. Fifteen years ago, if not for the upheaval in the Song Family, they might have already beco the top elite of the East Sea."
"It is said that Song Qingshan has been able to stand up a few days ago. We should be careful not to take things too far."
Ouyang i let out a cold laugh, "A decrepit old man paralyzed for fifteen years, even if he can stand up now, so what? Could he possibly return to his peak state from fifteen years ago?"
"Even if he has recovered, so what? Could the Song Family really dare to go to war with the Huang Family? Don’t forget, my sister is the wife of the Chen Family Head!"
Hearing her say this, Huang Jin knew that whatever he said was in vain, so he eventually chose to remain silent.
"At this rate, my son might be tortured to death."
Ouyang i suddenly spoke and, looking at the agonized Huang Junxiang lying on the large bed, said to Huang Jin, "You personally go to National dical Hall, find that old man Dongfang Yu, and make sure he cos to treat my son."
Huang Jin’s brows furrowed deeply, and he said with a hint of anger, "It’s one thing for you to make a move against the Song Family, but do you also want to take action against the National dical Hall?"
While National dical Hall’s branch in East Sea was nothing special, its headquarters in Yandu was a top force.
Huang Jin certainly did not want to provoke such a behemoth.
Ouyang i angrily said, "I asked you to invite Dongfang Yu to treat my son, how did that turn into taking action against the National dical Hall?"
Huang Jin retorted coldly, "You send soone to the National dical Hall to kill people from the Song Family, and you still expect him to co and treat a patient? You’re dreaming!"
With that, Huang Jin turned and left.
He could tolerate Ouyang i’s arrogance, but he wouldn’t tolerate this foolish woman dragging the Huang Family into the abyss.
Dongfang Yu was the number one Divine Doctor in East Sea; even Chen ng Wuning, the head of one of the four great wealthy families, would have to actively offer a warm greeting with a smile when eting Dongfang Yu.
Seeing Huang Jin leave, Ouyang i stood in stunned silence for a mont before speaking in a furious tone, "Bastard! Really grown so wings, huh? Without , the Huang Family is nothing!"
anwhile, at the entrance of the Huang Family Estate.
A young man dressed in casual attire looked at a natural boulder placed at the entrance which had two characters carved on it.
"Huang Mansion!"
Qin Chuan spoke the words, his mouth curving into a chilly sneer, "A provincial tycoon dares to claim ’Mansion’?"
"Young man, you better keep quiet. If soone from the Huang Family hears what you said, it could bring you disaster!"
At this mont, a middle-aged man dressed in a suit stepped down from a Rolls-Royce and hastily warned.
Qin Chuan gave a faint smile, "The Huang Family can’t trouble ."
Behind the middle-aged man, a young woman dressed in an office outfit glanced Qin Chuan up and down, disdain evident in her voice, "Dad, why bother talking so much with soone who lacks insight?"
"Don’t forget, we’re here today to discuss a hundred-billion-level project with the Patriarch of the Huang Family. Let’s not let a commoner’s idle talk ruin your big plans," she continued.
The middle-aged man frowned, clearly dissatisfied with his daughter’s remarks.
He looked at Qin Chuan and said, "Young man, the Huang Family is not a place for just anyone to co to. If you have no business here, I’d advise you to leave quickly."
After speaking, he directly proceeded into the Huang Mansion.
As his daughter passed by Qin Chuan, she suddenly stopped and said coldly, "You’d better listen to my dad and leave quickly. The wife of the Huang Family Head, Ouyang i, is not a generous person. With what you just said, if she hears it, you definitely won’t see the sun tomorrow."
Watching her leave, Qin Chuan smiled faintly, "Your mouth stinks, but your heart isn’t bad."
If others heard him use these words to describe Su Nanzhi, who ranked second among the four great beauties of the provincial capital, their jaws would surely drop.
Qin Chuan looked at the boulder engraved with "Huang Mansion," flicked his finger, and a streak, like white silk, flashed by.
"Bang!"
With a loud noise, the priceless boulder that was thought to be indestructible instantly shattered into pieces.
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