Urban Medical Immortal Dad Chapter 659: Medical Expenses are Very Expensive1

What the fuck? This dark mass, there must be two to three hundred people here, right?

The onlookers who saw He Chen bring so many people started to panic, no longer daring to watch the excitent, and used various excuses to flee.

"What? The kid was born? Boy or girl? It’s a boy? Good, I’ll head to the hospital right now."

"Got in a car accident? Collided with a tricycle? How could you be so careless, just stay where you are, I’ll co to you."

"What? You went to the toilet and forgot your tissue? How could you be so sloppy, never mind, I’ll bring you so."

"You didn’t bring money for your al and the restaurant detained you..."

In a short while, the thirty-sothing onlookers scattered.

At this point, He Chen walked up to Mo Han and Luo Ning, tossed away the cigar in his hands, and spoke with respectful tone, "Mister Mo, Miss Luo, my apologies for being late, there was so traffic on the way."

"It’s fine."

Mo Han smiled slightly and said, "Old He, we’re old friends, why the formality?"

"Also, didn’t you bring a bit too many people?"

"Not too many, just over three hundred."

He Chen laughed, "If I wasn’t in such a hurry, I was planning to call over another three hundred brothers."

With that, he paused, his gaze coldly sweeping over everyone, "Just now, which suicidal son of a bitch ssed with Miss Luo?"

Luo Ning had t He Chen before and knew he was very capable, but never expected him to bring so many people.

She quickly tugged Mo Han’s arm and whispered, "Mo Han, why did Boss He bring so many people?"

"Uhm..."

Mo Han gave an awkward smile. He had only asked He Chen to bring so people, never imagining he would co with three hundred. This show of force was indeed intimidating.

"Old He does quite a broad business and knows many friends; these are just so buddies he brought along."

With no other choice, Mo Han had to co up with a random explanation.

"Oh."

Luo Ning nodded, taking a long breath of relief. With Old He here, today’s issue seed likely to be resolved.

Seeing He Chen chatting and laughing with Luo Ning and Mo Han, obviously acquainted, the sleazy guy finally lifted his head, swallowed hard, and no longer dared to cause trouble.

At that mont, he didn’t even bother to grab his phone and quietly started to back away.

"Young Master Chen, maybe we should just back down today?"

Chen Nian’s henchman, Old Wang, unconsciously took a step back. This was no joke—there were over three hundred people there, while their side only had a little over twenty. Even counting the construction workers, they were barely thirty.

Thirty-sothing against three hundred, wasn’t that just asking for trouble?

At this ti, Chen Nian’s face had turned as black as coal. He had thought Mo Han was just posturing in front of him, at most calling about ten people. But who could have guessed that he would bring so many all at once?

Direct confrontation was definitely not an option, but if he really did back down, he couldn’t swallow his pride.

As he contemplated his next move, Mo Han had already spoken, "Young Master Chen, my people are here."

"Are you going to return the money or not?"

"Return! Of course, return it!"

Without waiting for Chen Nian to speak, Old Wang already preemptively said with a smile, "It’s all a misunderstanding, just a misunderstanding."

"Just give the account details and I will call our finance departnt right now to make the transfer."

Mo Han smiled faintly and looked at Chen Nian, "Any problems, Young Master Chen? You seem quite dissatisfied?"

"You have more people today, so I’ll admit defeat for now."

Unexpectedly, Chen Nian didn’t grovel like Old Wang but retorted with defiance, "In the future..."

Smack!

Go Lao’er stepped forward and delivered a slap, angrily saying, "Fuck your mother, who the hell gave you the balls to talk to Mister Mo like that?"

Chen Nian had already taken a slap to the face earlier, losing a few teeth and already in severe pain. Now, with Go Lao’er’s smack, he started to bleed again.

As blood surged, Chen Nian’s rage instantly flared, and without considering the sheer number of opponents, he roared, "Motherfucker, dare to hit ? Do you know who my brother is?"

"Chen Yong! Do you know Chen Yong?"

"My brother’s good friends with Brother Chen, the big-ti leader of Jiangling City’s ground forces. Fuck around and I bet a call from my brother will have hundreds chasing after you to chop you up, believe it or not!"

As soon as these words ca out, the surrounding underlings were instantly bewildered, all simultaneously turning their gazes towards their boss, He Chen.

Go Lao’er was montarily stunned, then his expression turned peculiar, as if he was trying to laugh but was holding it in.

"Ahem!"

Just as Go Lao’er was about to reveal the truth, Mo Han coughed softly, then He Chen made a discreet sign with his eyes, and Go Lao’er caught on—the mistress was right there.

Seeing that no one spoke, Chen Nian thought that his ntion of Brother Chen had scared them, his montum growing even prouder as he said, "How about now? Scared now?"

"You think you’re great with your two to three hundred people, huh?"

"In front of Brother Chen, you’re nothing but a bunch of chickens and dogs. You still dare to fight with , fight your ma—"

Bang!

He Chen, unable to stand it any longer, stepped forward and kicked Chen Nian to the ground and signaled Go Lao’er with a wave of his hand.

The latter nodded, leading the twenty-sothing underlings to form a wall, separating Chen Nian from Luo Ning and others.

"Let’s go, we’ll leave this to Old He to handle."

Understanding the gesture, Mo Han took Luo Ning’s hand and walked towards the exhibition area.

Luo Ning knew that these people had their own ways of handling things, yet she turned back to remind them, "Brother He, go easy on him, dical expenses are pretty expensive..."