Gorgeous Female Tenants

Chapter 247: Special Ward

Xu Xiangbei, with a playful smile, waved at the two burly men.

The two burly men, lacking Xu Xiangbei’s keen eyesight, were unable to see his face clearly in the dimly lit corridor. Mistaking him for a friend, they also smiled and waved back.

When Xu Xiangbei walked up to them and they saw his face clearly, they realized it was the kid who had dislocated their arms that night.

Their faces turned pale with fright, their legs went weak, and they retreated several steps, staring at Xu Xiangbei in horror.

They still remembered how Xu Xiangbei had dislocated their arms, and just thinking about it made their arms ache faintly.

One of them, mustering the courage, asked, "Is it you? What do you want?"

Xu Xiangbei pressed a finger to his lips and, with a cheeky grin, said, "Shh, keep it down. The hospital forbids making noise. Don’t worry, I’m not here to cause trouble; I’m here to visit a patient."

Creak, the ward door opened, and a middle-aged doctor with graying temples walked out. He had a square face, thick eyebrows, and big eyes, wore gold-framed glasses, and his name tag read Zhou Xuancheng, Chief Surgeon.

Following behind Director Zhou was Lu Lin, with a fawning smile. He nodded and bowed, saying, "Thank you, Director Zhou, thank you."

Director Zhou, after leaving the ward, turned back to remind, "Your elder brother’s wrist bone has just been set. Make sure he doesn’t move it around and stabilize his mood. If he gets too emotional and the cast breaks, it’ll be troublesome. We’ll take an X-ray in a week to check the healing of the wrist bone."

Lu Lin, full of respect, nodded and bowed, "Thank you, Director Zhou, sorry for bothering you."

"It’s no problem. Make sure your brother recuperates well. I’ve been good friends with President Qiao for many years, and I’ll ensure your brother gets the best medication."

After seeing Director Zhou off, Lu Lin noticed Xu Xiangbei standing in the corridor like a mouse spotting a cat, turning pale and shivering with fright.

Along with the two burly men, Lu Lin stood blocking the entrance to the ward, looking tense, afraid that Xu Xiangbei would rush in.

Lu Lin’s voice trembled slightly, "This is a hospital ward, with surveillance cameras everywhere. My brother has already been injured by you; there’s no need to kill us to the last one, right?"

Xu Xiangbei took out a cigarette from his chest, lit it lightly, puffed out a smoke ring, and smiled, "No need to be afraid of me. I’m not here to harm your brother. I’m just here to ask for your help."

The three of them exchanged wary and suspicious glances, and Lu Lin boldly asked, "With your skills, you still need my help?"

"Your President Qiao often gambles on boxing and soccer matches with President Huang, right?"

Lu Lin wanted to deny it, but seeing that Xu Xiangbei asked as if he knew for sure, he didn’t dare to lie.

"Of course, I know. Why are you asking?"

"There’s a boxing match this afternoon, hosted by your President Qiao, between me and the American Boxing King Jason. I want to place a bet on myself to earn some booze money."

Lu Lin hesitated, biting his lip, and said, "You want to bet on yourself? No problem, I can tell you how to place a bet, but you must agree to one thing for me."

"Oh, what is it? As long as it’s something I can do."

"About my brother, you promise not to pursue it further. His right wrist bone is already shattered, and even if it heals, it’ll be disabled. He can’t practice martial arts anymore. Just let him go; there’s no need to call the police."

Lu Lin was feeling guilty, afraid Xu Xiangbei would report his brother for cutting Dongfang Bai’s wire.

Xu Xiangbei nodded indifferently, "He’s already been punished. No need to kill him to the last one. As long as he doesn’t bother me anymore, I won’t trouble him. Whether I let him go depends on himself."

Lu Lin exchanged a glance with his companions and gave Xu Xiangbei a phone number.

"This is Secretary Wang, President Qiao’s phone number. Usually, bets are placed through him. Just say I introduced you."

With Secretary Wang’s phone number, Xu Xiangbei waved goodbye to Lu Lin with a smile.

He took the elevator to the 20th floor of the surgical building, having arranged with Zhang Xuesong to see a patient.

Xu Xiangbei thought, Earth Sea Hospital specifically invited Zhang Xuesong for a consultation, indicating that this patient was no ordinary person—either rich or powerful. I want to see who this person actually is.

Watching Xu Xiangbei’s figure disappear at the end of the corridor, Lu Lin ground his teeth with hatred, punching the wall forcefully. His fist bled, showing how angry he was.

His two companions asked indignantly, "Boss, are you just letting that kid get away with it?"

Lu Lin gave a sly look, "Let him get away? You’re overthinking it. I wish I could hack him to pieces with a knife. But this guy’s skills are too good; we’re no match for him and can’t seek revenge. Not if he dares to gamble on boxing. Someday he’ll lose everything he has."

His companions finally understood Lu Lin’s thoughts and gave him a thumbs-up, "Boss, you’re wise indeed."

Lu Lin sneered, "This is what they call catering to his interest, letting him walk into the trap himself."

After speaking, the three of them laughed triumphantly.

Zhang Xuesong was worried Xu Xiangbei wouldn’t come and had prepared to call him, but seeing him, he felt relieved, smiled, and put his phone back in his pocket.

Zhang Xuesong adjusted his glasses and smiled, "I was worried you wouldn’t show up."

Xu Xiangbei chuckled, "Since I promised you, I had to come."

Xu Xiangbei noticed that Director Zhou, whom he had seen on the 28th floor earlier, was now standing next to Dean Sun, whispering something into his ear. Dean Sun seemed to have an enlightened expression on his face.

Zhang Xuesong smiled and said to Director Zhou, "Director Zhou, this is the Xu Doctor, Advisor Xu, I mentioned before. I recommended him to treat Mr. Kalia."

Xu Xiangbei smiled and extended his hand to Director Zhou, "Hello, Director Zhou."

Director Zhou looked at Xu Xiangbei with suspicion, remembering seeing this young man in the 28th-floor corridor earlier.

No matter how you looked at him, this young man didn’t seem to be the experienced miracle doctor Zhang Xuesong described.

Director Zhou’s face was full of doubt, and he nodded reluctantly, shaking hands with Xu Xiangbei with a cold demeanor.

The 20th floor had the same decor style as the 28th floor, clearly indicating it was a special ward.

On the 28th floor, Xu Xiangbei only stood in the corridor for a while and hadn’t entered a ward. He didn’t know what the inside of the ward looked like.

Entering the special ward with Zhang Xuesong and Dean Sun, Xu Xiangbei was amazed. This wasn’t just a ward; it was a super-luxurious standard suite.

The suite was divided into inner and outer rooms. The inner was the bedroom, with a high-end multi-functional hospital bed, aesthetically pleasing mahogany wardrobes lining the wall, and a lush basil plant on the windowsill, adorned with elegant white flowers.

The outer room was a living room, with a marble floor as shiny as a mirror, reflecting people’s images clearly.

In the middle of the living room was a natural-tinted three-seater leather sofa, a set of red sandalwood table and chairs, and on the wall hung a painting of Xu Beihong’s galloping horse. Though not an original, it was still pleasing to the eye.