The beautiful woman looked thoughtfully at Fang Yu’s retreating figure.
As for the middle-aged man and his student from the Jiangzhou First Hospital, their faces were also filled with embarrassment.
"Teacher, he seems unwilling!" the young boy said.
"Nonsense, always bringing up what shouldn’t be mentioned!" the middle-aged man scolded, "An epidemic has broken out in the western part of Jiangzhou. If he really is a Divine Doctor with virtue and medical skill, he will definitely show up there."
"Uh, Teacher, do you still plan to recruit him?"
"No..." the middle-aged man slowly said, "The Divine Doctor Sun Qing from Yanjing will also be there. You said he just performed the Taiyi Divine Needle... that’s Sun Qing’s signature masterpiece in acupuncture. True or false, won’t we know by then?"
Mentioning Sun Qing, the young boy’s face was full of admiration, nodding incessantly.
"Let’s go, the hospital doesn’t have this much free time."
"Okay."
The two turned and left.
...
...
Just arrived at the hospital, and saw a red Ferrari parked at the entrance.
Eh? It looks familiar.
Fang Yu couldn’t help but take a few more glances. Just as he was about to go up the stairs, the door of the Ferrari opened.
"Fang Yu! You bastard! Hurry over——"
Crawling out from the Ferrari, to his surprise, was Jiang Wei’s sister, Jiang Xiaoxiao.
Her pretty face was puffed up with anger, hands on her hips.
Fang Yu suddenly slapped his forehead, heh, he had almost forgotten. He had agreed to meet up with that gang of hoodlums today to solve her problem.
He quickly walked over and chuckled:
"Xiaoxiao, it’s so nice of you to come to pick me up?"
Jiang Xiaoxiao snorted: "Stop pretending, if I hadn’t come, you would have forgotten, right? Get in the car quickly!"
"It’s not like that. Xiaoxiao’s matters, I always treat them as top-priority."
Fang Yu, flattering her, got into the car.
...
...
Jiang Xiaoxiao told Fang Yu that she had arranged to meet the people at a KTV called Heavenly World. It wasn’t far from the school, and many students liked to go there to sing and drink. Some bored high school students would also spend their money there. Because its customers were mostly students, the prices were relatively affordable, making it quite popular.
When Fang Yu and Jiang Xiaoxiao arrived at Heavenly World, it was during the KTV’s busiest golden hours. Entering through the main entrance, the magnificent staircase led upwards, occasionally pierced by the wailing sounds of young people. Many were venting recklessly in the private rooms, shouting wildly, even twisting, even dancing, and even engaging in more intimate activities within the privacy of the rooms...
"Another lowbrow KTV; such a mess. Xiaoxiao, you really can’t come here to play in the future!" Fang Yu looked around dismissively.
"I wouldn’t come to such a low-class place anyway!" Jiang Xiaoxiao said with disdain.
The girl holding the fruit plate had makeup that was too thick, average in appearance, but with a decent figure. To Fang Yu, accustomed to the beauties at the Huaxu Building, this felt vulgar by comparison, and mentally, he rated this KTV very low.
"Where are they now?" Fang Yu looked around, noting aside from a couple of servers glancing in his direction as they walked back and forth, there were no others.
"Second floor, Room 205." Jiang Xiaoxiao said, "I know you can fight, but the other side is not easy to mess with. Don’t let me down when it matters."
"What do you want to do?" Fang Yu asked with a smile.
"It’s best to chop off their hands and break their legs!" Jiang Xiaoxiao said fiercely.
Fang Yu frowned slightly.
This young lady truly had a "mixing" flair, having such thoughts at a young age was honestly quite unsettling.
"Don’t worry. Remember what I said yesterday? When I was out mixing, they were still playing with their little ding-dings in their mother’s womb," Fang Yu boasted nonchalantly.
"Braggart!" Jiang Xiaoxiao said.
"I never brag," Fang Yu stated seriously.
"Stop it! A person like you, at best, is only good for being a little doctor. If it weren’t for my sister, who knows where you’d be begging for food," Jiang Xiaoxiao mocked.
Looking at Jiang Xiaoxiao’s contemptuous face, Fang Yu retorted indignantly: "I’ll have you know, my patience is limited. If you mock me, I can tolerate it. But if you insult me like this, don’t blame me for not caring about a man’s image... and just taking off!"
"..."
Jiang Xiaoxiao broke out in a cold sweat.
Although this guy was a bit of a smart aleck, his skills were dependable. After all, he’d be facing a group of money-extorting thugs and ruffians later, and his help would be indispensable.
Just thinking about this group made her feel uneasy—those were real underworld figures!
Seeing Jiang Xiaoxiao’s silence, Fang Yu thought his words had had an effect, so he said: "Come on, just hide behind me later. There’s nothing to be afraid of."
Upon reaching the second floor, the hallway stretched out before them, illuminated by the garish lights and filled with noise and clamor.
Fang Yu took the lead, striding confidently. At this point, even the usually fearless Jiang Xiaoxiao started to feel intimidated, timidly following behind Fang Yu, her hands twitching like a kangaroo’s, looking to grab onto Fang Yu’s clothes.
They arrived at 205.
A door slightly ajar.
No raucous singing could be heard coming through.
Fang Yu pushed open the door with ease.
The room suddenly opened up into a wider viewpoint; the sofas were arranged in a large semicircle, with several bare-chested men sprawling on the sofas, and a few chubby men standing behind.
The room was only a little more than forty square meters and dimly lit. It was a KTV after all, and once the door was closed, the soundproofing was surprisingly good. With no music players or other electronics turned on, the room was eerily quiet.
When Fang Yu and Jiang Xiaoxiao appeared in the room, all eyes turned to look at them in unison.
A middle-aged man with glasses and a cigarette in his mouth sat in the center of the sofa, cocking his leg arrogantly with a sneer at the corner of his mouth as if delighted, he said: "You’re here?!"
As he spoke, four or five burly men stepped forward, their stance akin to posing for a family portrait, their gazes tiger-like as they glared at Fang Yu and Jiang Xiaoxiao.
Even the bold Jiang Xiaoxiao, who feared neither heaven nor earth, facing such an array of forces, clung to Fang Yu’s arm, nestling up to him with no trace of the prowess of a black belt fourth-degree martial artist.
"Miss Jiang, you seem to be a little late. According to our previous agreement, you owe my brothers a hundred thousand for medical expenses, but now... it needs to be this much." The man with the glasses extended a finger.
"How much is that?" Jiang Xiaoxiao asked.
"One million!"
"We’re not talking about usury here, aren’t you being a little too extortionate?" Jiang Xiaoxiao was startled by the amount.
"What’s wrong, not going to pay?" The man with the glasses flicked the cigarette butt onto the floor and stomped on it ferociously, "I know you’re the younger sister of Jiang Wei, the CEO of Qingcheng Building. One million to you is just pocket money for a few months... You can choose not to pay me, but then, don’t blame my brothers for hanging around your school gate... Even if you can dodge us, what about your close friends, your classmates, huh? Tsk tsk tsk... They’re quite pretty too."