Medical and Martial God

Chapter 416: Dealing with Disgusting People by Disgusting Means

What? The Long Family actually hired Fire Seed Company to kill me? It seems the Xu Family and Fire Seed Company are both members of the Long Family Alliance!

At this moment, Xu Zengshan continued speaking in the group chat. "Since our people from the other Dongzhou branches are still on their way, I won’t say much today. We will wait until the elites from Fire Seed Company’s headquarters and global branches, as well as our chairman, have all arrived in Han Jin City. Then, we will head to Guoyang together..."

Damn. Just the elites from Fire Seed Company’s branches in the various countries of Dongzhou alone are nearly two hundred War Gods. If all the elites from headquarters and the global branches gather here, how many War Gods would that be? I’ve really underestimated Fire Seed Company!

"Before we head to Guoyang, I expect everyone to maintain a low profile in Han Jin City. Do not stir up trouble, and do not reveal your identities," Xu Zengshan continued.

"Tonight, you can all have fun here to your heart’s content. After you’ve had your fill, each of you must find a place to hide. You are forbidden from contacting each other without my permission."

After he finished speaking, Xu Zengshan led the Xu Family members away.

Before long, the bartender and waiters brought a large group of beautiful women down from the second floor. Seeing this, the test subjects’ eyes lit up.

However, Ye Xiu was currently pondering how to kill all the test subjects from the Sang Jing branch. If this group dies, then no one will ever know that I’m not R7 from Fire Seed’s Sang Jing branch.

So, he sent a text message to You Ming. "Hack into all the phones around me that have the Fire Seed app. Find out who belongs to the Fire Seed Sang Jing branch."

For You Ming, this task wasn’t very difficult. After all, the test subjects from the various branch offices would definitely form their own small group chats. For instance, T6 and his group from the Dailuo Country branch were already whispering about setting one up.

"Bro, our Dailuo Country branch just set up a new chat for ourselves. Aren’t you going to go find the Sang Jing members and see if they’ve made one?" T6 asked.

"No rush. Let’s have some fun first," Ye Xiu said.

"Makes sense!" T6 scampered off to find the women.

Meanwhile, Ye Xiu took the opportunity to leave the Han Jin City International Entertainment Club. There were people here who knew him; he couldn’t stay.

As for destroying the underground lab, there’s no hurry. I’ll wait until everyone from Fire Seed Company has arrived in Han Jin City and joined the group chat. It won’t be too late to destroy it then.

Having left the club, Ye Xiu wandered aimlessly down the street by himself. He hadn’t walked for more than a few minutes when a text arrived from You Ming.

"Young Master, I’ve located everyone from the Fire Seed Sang Jing branch."

"Well done. Lock onto them. Once they find their hiding places, inform Mo Luo to eliminate them all," Ye Xiu instructed.

"You got it!" You Ming replied.

「The next day.」

The free medical treatment event at Mingde Ancient Medical Hall continued. Thanks to word-of-mouth from the patients Ye Xiu had cured, as well as the heavy promotion by Jiao Fuping, the number of patients arriving for treatment had multiplied several times over from the previous day.

"Tsk tsk, it’s certainly bustling," Jiao Fuping remarked as he arrived at Mingde Ancient Medical Hall with his young secretary.

"There must be at least five or six hundred," the secretary estimated.

"The more the merrier," Jiao Fuping said with a sly grin. "That kid’s already dead. With the pathetic medical skills of Song Yushu, Song Mingde, and Song Kaiwen... heh. Five or six hundred people, with a compensation of 100,000 each, comes out to fifty or sixty million. While that amount isn’t much to the Song Family, it’s enough to destroy their reputation, along with Mingde Ancient Medical Hall and Mingde Pharmaceuticals..."

As they spoke, the pair entered the Ancient Medical Hall. When they saw Ye Xiu sitting in the lobby treating a patient, Jiao Fuping froze.

"Well now, Director Jiao. Here to join the fun again? What sort of trouble are you brewing today?" Song Yushu asked, his face cold.

Jiao Fuping ignored him, staring at Ye Xiu in shock. He realized something was terribly wrong. He had clearly sent someone to kill Ye Xiu last night. The assassin had even texted him confirming Ye Xiu was dead, yet here he was, sitting perfectly fine. Damn it! That bastard tricked me!

"Hmph!" Jiao Fuping snorted coldly and stormed back to Wankang Wellness Hall with his secretary. Furious, he kicked a coffee table in half and roared, "You son of a bitch! How dare you trick me!"

He wanted to kill the assassin he’d sent to vent his anger, but there was a problem: he had told the man to flee Han Jin City last night. Now, there was no way to find him.

"Director, what should we do now?" the secretary asked.

Jiao Fuping took a deep breath to suppress his rage. After a moment’s thought, he said, "We’ll use last year’s old trick. Get Old Liu from the cafeteria for me."

"Right away!" The secretary immediately called the cafeteria manager.

Soon, a large, fat man named Old Liu came running in. "Director, you were looking for me?"

"Old Liu, I need you to go to Mingde Ancient Medical Hall," Jiao Fuping instructed. "Tell them you’ve lost your sense of smell. No matter what their doctors do, you stubbornly deny that you’ve been cured. When they fail, Mingde Ancient Medical Hall will have to compensate you with 100,000."

Hearing he could earn 100,000, Old Liu agreed instantly. "No problem! I’ll go right now. But with so many people in line, it might take days to get to me."

"That’s easily solved." Jiao Fuping pulled 10,000 from a drawer and tossed it to Old Liu. "Use this to cut the line."

"Great, I’m on my way!" Old Liu said, grabbing the money and running out.

"Come on, let’s go watch the show," Jiao Fuping said to his secretary with a smile.

Old Liu ran to Mingde Ancient Medical Hall, money in hand. He slapped the 10,000 into the palm of an old woman at the very front of the line and successfully took her place.

"Next!" Ye Xiu’s voice called out just then.

Old Liu scrambled into the hall and sat down across from Ye Xiu. He instantly got into character, putting on a mournful expression. "Doctor, I’ve lost my sense of smell! I can’t smell a thing. You have to cure me!"

"Give me your left hand," Ye Xiu said reassuringly. "Don’t worry, I can definitely cure you."

Old Liu handed over his left hand.

After taking Old Liu’s pulse, Ye Xiu paused. "There’s nothing wrong with your sense of smell, but you do have a rather serious case of fatty liver."

"Impossible! If there’s nothing wrong with my sense of smell, why can’t I smell anything?" Old Liu insisted, utterly convinced his sense of smell was gone.

Ye Xiu took Old Liu’s pulse again, his brow furrowed. This man’s sense of smell really is perfectly fine.

At this moment, Song Yushu pulled Ye Xiu to one side and whispered, "This fat man must be one of Jiao Fuping’s people. Jiao Fuping pulled this same stunt last year during my free treatment event. No matter how I treated the patient, they just stubbornly refused to admit their sense of smell had returned."

"So that’s what’s going on," Ye Xiu said with dawning realization. He leaned in and whispered a few words in Song Yushu’s ear.

Song Yushu’s jaw dropped as he listened. "Isn’t that a bit... disgusting?"

"To deal with a disgusting person, you have to use a disgusting method," Ye Xiu replied.

"Alright, then..." Song Yushu had no other choice and scurried off to make the preparations.

Ye Xiu returned to Old Liu’s side. "Sit tight. I’m going to administer a few needles."

"Bring it on!" Old Liu sneered, completely unfazed.