Chapter 641: Chapter 633 Fighting for Business Chapter 641: Chapter 633 Fighting for Business “He’s at the Tong Family’s,”
Principal Zhu, heads down collecting files on the desk, didn’t notice the peculiar shade creep across Tang Yuxin’s face at the mention of the Tong Family.
After closing the door, Tang Yuxin took out her cellphone and called Gu Ning.
“Uncle Gu, there’s something I need to tell you…”
Shortly after, she hung up, placed her cellphone on the desk, and leaned back against the cabinet behind her.
Well, Tong Feng, I didn’t expect we would meet so soon.
Tell me, how will you face me?
As the renowned and prestigious National Doctor or as a shameless hypocrite?
She was indeed looking forward to it.
Gu Ning said to come over tomorrow, as he already had evidence against Tong Feng.
If she wished, the Tong Family’s reputation could be tarnished in an instant.
It was up to her, she wanted Tong Feng to kneel before her, calling her “grandma.” It seemed kneeling was the only option left for Tong Feng.
And this time, escaping legal punishment wouldn’t be easy for Tong Feng and Tong Shu.
Others might not be able to touch the Tong Family, but Gu Ning could.
Given his unique job and the support of the Gu Family behind him, he said he would help Tang Yuxin resolve the issue, and he would do it through legal procedures.
Tong Feng and Tong Shu would have to be incarcerated.
Of course, there was another point that Gu Ning had required,
He asked Tang Yuxin to do her best to save that person.
If Tong Feng saved him, then a powerful supporter would be behind Tong Feng, making it not so easy to bring him down.
But what if he proved incapable, and someone else were to take over?
Then that powerful supporter would shift to someone else.
Tang Yuxin’s task was nothing else but to shift that powerful support to her side, ensuring the Tong Family wouldn’t even have a chance to turn things around.
Not one to bear losses, Tang Yuxin would not accept any such defeat in her life,
As she lay down to sleep on her soft bedding, she felt quite pleased.
Of course, she was somewhat impatient too, eager to see Tong Feng’s surprise and distress upon meeting her.
At the Tong Family’s, a man dressed in black entered and whispered something to another man in a formal suit.
“Has she arrived?” the man in the suit asked softly.
“Yes,” the black-clad man nodded.
“She’s already at the doorstep.”
“Hmm,” the man in the suit narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, “Let them enter first.”
With a slight nod, the man in black walked out.
Meanwhile, Tong Feng, still clad in his azure robe looking every bit the sage, carried on as celestial as ever, alternating between taking pulses and administering acupuncture.
Despite his busy day, the patient’s vitality kept slipping away at an alarming pace.
Such a loss was frightening.
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To others, he still appeared effortless, seemingly possessing untapped potential, yet only he knew his composure was all pretense.
His confidence was feigned; he dared not administer another needle or prescribe more medicine, afraid he might truly cause the patient’s death.
Now this person is at the twilight of their life, their light is nearly out.
If we had the Chen Family’s Rejuvenation Acupuncture Technique, perhaps we could give it a try.
However, the mere thought of the Chen Family’s Rejuvenation Acupuncture Technique filled him with a stifling rage, a rage so intense that it almost caused blackness to swarm his vision.
Had he not managed to steady himself by clutching the corner of the wall, he might have actually collapsed.
If he had obtained the Rejuvenation Acupuncture Technique, his most prized granddaughter, the next heir to the Tong Family, would not have lost both her arms, nor would she need to lie in the hospital every day, washing her face with tears.
His granddaughter was only twenty years old, still a child, and now her life was ruined, along with the reputation of the Tong Family.
When he passed away, who would have the ability to stand firm in the medical field on behalf of the Tong Family, and who would be worthy enough to inherit the family’s century-old legacy?
Every time he opened his eyes to see the bedridden old man barely clinging to life, he wished he could transfer his own breath to him.
He was willing to trade his life for that man’s, if it could save him.
“Dean Zhu, you’ve come.”
The sudden voice of the man in the suit gave Tong Feng a start, nearly causing him to prick his own finger with the needle.
“Mr.
Wang, hello.”
Dean Zhu hurried over and shook hands with the man in the suit earnestly.
So young, yet already a commanding figure—aside from his own remarkable abilities, his outstanding family background contributed too, and the ailing old man was his father.
“Hello,” Mr.
Wang quickly tightened his grip on Dean Zhu’s hand.
“Dean Zhu, has the doctor you mentioned arrived?”
“Yes, she is already outside.
We can let her try treating Elder Wang’s condition.”
“Try treating?” Tong Feng, with his keen ears, of course, overheard their conversation.
Were they trying to steal his job?
“Dean Zhu, how dare you bring any Tom, Dick, or Harry here to treat Elder Wang?”
His voice was forceful and his words bristled with thorns.
He showed not a trace of respect for Dean Zhu and spared no one’s feelings because what Dean Zhu was taking was Tong Family’s bread and butter.
And anyone who dared to gamble with the future of the Tong Family was an enemy to Tong Feng, with whom he would share an irreconcilable enmity.
If Dean Zhu was aware of Tong Feng’s resentment towards him at this moment, he would wonder if he should feel honored.
After all, a mere hospital dean like him had managed to earn such intense animosity from the renowned Saintly National Doctor Tong Feng.
An animosity so great, they could not coexist under the same sky.
Whether it truly worked or not could only be known after observation.
Dean Zhu did not take the barbs in Tong Feng’s tone to heart.
Although it made him uncomfortable—as he had been a dean for so many years and had some degree of respect within the industry—this Tong Feng truly thought too highly of himself.
It was he who insisted on placing Tong Shu in his hospital.
And when Tong Shu met with an accident, it neither occurred at the hospital nor during work hours.
How could it possibly be blamed on him?
The person lost their arms, was it his fault then?
And now, what was more important?
Elder Wang’s life or Tong Feng’s pride?
Elder Wang still held his position and could not afford any mishaps.
Otherwise, none of them would escape the consequences.
After all, they all had some connection with Elder Wang.
When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter—such has been the case since time immemorial.
Even Tong Feng himself had basked in Elder Wang’s favor.
Tong Feng was indeed fortunate; how could he, for the sake of his own private interests, keep Elder Wang’s illness a secret from everyone?
He caused him to find out only a few days ago, which led to him hurrying to summon Tang Yuxin back.
If he had told him sooner, he would have brought Tang Yuxin over much earlier.