Upon hearing Lin Yao's words, Liu Gensheng collapsed to the ground. At this point, not only was escape impossible, but even if he had a chance, he couldn't save his wife and daughter. His gaze was blank and unfocused; for the first time, Liu Gensheng felt regret—regret for his past sins.
Lin Yao crippled Liu Gensheng's right hand and both legs. Ge Yong threw him onto the bed, lay down next to his unconscious wife, cleaned up the traces, and left Phoenix Community.
"After a whole night of commotion, let's grab some late-night snacks at Yulin Square." Ge Yong was in a good mood. Lin Yao's transformation put his mind at ease. Everyone understands the saying "possessing a treasure invites trouble." If someone with such a treasure doesn't have the will to actively fight against difficulties, the only outcome is death. He was very satisfied with Lin Yao's performance today. As for the act of maiming someone, he didn't care at all. Not to mention that those people deserved it, even in his own past actions, he had always killed or attacked people without asking any questions.
"Brother Qingying..." After leaving Phoenix Community, Lin Yao reverted to his shy demeanor, but this appearance no longer moved Qingying. In Qingying's heart, he had already regarded him as an equal.
Qingying smiled and said, "Of course I'll go. It's been a long time since I drank with Yaoying. Today was great, and I learned a lot."
The night market stalls in Yulin Square are quite concentrated. The table was piled high with signature dishes such as grilled fish, grilled mussels, and grilled scallops. The three of us had all exerted a lot of energy tonight, and it would be a shame not to replenish our stomachs.
"Young man, I think you have a lot of talent. Have you ever thought about wearing a military uniform?" Qingying stared at Lin Yao with longing eyes, like a delinquent uncle tempting a child to look at goldfish, making Lin Yao's scalp tingle.
"You brat, just give up on that idea." Ge Yong punched Qingying hard. "My brother won't join the army, much less go to your place. He's much more capable than you, who only knows how to fight. He plays a much bigger role in the civilian world."
"Oh?" Qingying became interested and immediately seized on Ge Yong's grammatical error to retort, "Stop talking like that, you and me. You just left and you're already separating us? You have no awareness of helping the organization replenish its fresh blood."
"Hehe, I misspoke, I'll have to drink a glass as punishment." Ge Yong immediately downed a glass of beer and wiped his mouth. "I didn't have time to tell you today, do you know who we rescued? It's the chairman of Minhong Pharmaceutical, my brother's father."
"Ah!" Qingying was shocked by this information again. He knew about Minhong Pharmaceutical, of course. All soldiers knew that this selfless company had long been famous in the military. Although they did different things and did different things, they were all doing the same thing to solve problems for the country and society. What soldiers love most are people who share the same lofty goals as them.
"No wonder you use poison so skillfully, young man. It turns out you come from a family with a long tradition of poison-making." Qingying abandoned his plan to recruit him and instead sought other benefits. "Um... young man, could you perhaps use those powders..."
Lin Yao hadn't said anything, still feeling uncomfortable being praised to his face. But when he heard what Qingying hadn't finished saying, he immediately understood what was going on. "Brother Qingying, you're my brother's brother, so you're not an outsider. Let me be frank with you, these medicinal powders are very difficult to prepare, and I can't give you the prescription. I can only say that when conditions allow, I can help you get some. You can contact my brother then."
"Haha, alright, I'll contact Harrier." Green Eagle immediately raised his glass. "Young brother, I was blind to your greatness. I'll toast you. Your family's character is truly admirable."
The three chatted over their meal, discussing the mastermind behind the kidnapping, a powerful figure from Chongqing's underworld. Qingying enthusiastically suggested that some of his comrades help find out the underworld boss's whereabouts and then retaliate when the time was right, determined to deter anyone coveting Minhong Pharmaceutical from having any more underhanded ideas.
Speaking of his comrades, Qingying's expression darkened, and he sighed, "Tiger, he..."
"Qingying, don't worry, Huzi might still be saved. I'll bring him to Chengdu tomorrow and try to treat him." Ge Yong's smile vanished, replaced by a somber expression. He glanced discreetly at Lin Yao and reassured Qingying in a low voice.
"Ah!" Qingying exclaimed for the nth time tonight, suddenly standing up and grabbing Ge Yong's shoulders tightly. "You have a way to help Hu Zi?"
"It's possible, but I can only say it's very likely." Ge Yong was somewhat uncertain. Lin Yao hadn't consulted on the case yet, so it was hard to say it was very likely. Although he had great confidence in Lin Yao's medical skills, the situation of a person in a vegetative state was very complicated. If the brain cells in the functional areas were dead, even the best medical skills would be useless.
"That's good enough. I'll go with you to pick up Hu Zi tomorrow. Hu Zi's parents will definitely agree." Qingying trembled with excitement, tears glistening in her eyes under the lamplight.
“But, I’m short of money…” Ge Yong brought up his biggest problem. He wouldn’t ask his comrades for money for his own affairs, but Hu Zi’s family was very poor, and he was already penniless. Without his comrades’ help, he might very well die.
"I'll immediately notify all the brothers to raise money." Qingying didn't look at Lin Yao. He already knew from the internet that Minhong Pharmaceutical was in financial trouble and had been struggling to provide disaster relief.
Lin Yao's heart stirred, and he suddenly said, "Brother Qingying, the most fundamental problem is not a lack of money. Money is for buying medicinal herbs. What we lack most are medicinal herbs. All kinds of precious medicinal herbs are acceptable, the more the better."
Lin Yao deduced the general nature of their unit from Ge Yong and the others' conversation. These people had a wide network of contacts, outstanding abilities, and were better at collecting precious medicinal materials than they were at raising money. So he interjected and revealed the key to the matter.
"Huh?" Qingying looked at Lin Yao in surprise, then turned to look at Ge Yong. Seeing Ge Yong nod, he immediately took out his phone. "I'll call all the brothers to collect the medicinal herbs and have them delivered them to Chengdu as quickly as possible. I'll go with you to pick up Hu Zi tomorrow."
Lin Yao was also very worried. He had forcibly used Xiao Cao's abilities tonight, quite frequently, and now Xiao Cao had even retracted its tail into its seed, becoming completely still. This worried him greatly. Perhaps only the medicinal properties of precious herbs could help Xiao Cao. He couldn't help but look forward to the herbs that Situ Hao would bring tomorrow. Treating patients and making money was important, but the herbs were even more important, as they were related to Xiao Cao's survival.
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Chapter Eighty-Eight: Saving Little Grass
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News travels incredibly fast in the underworld, even faster than some important government directives. These people, who usually appear glamorous, actually live on the edge, like moles constantly trying to burrow into the ground. The constant fear of being retaliated against by an enemy or facing revolution puts immense psychological pressure on them. Therefore, they spend any money they receive immediately, seemingly carefree, but actually worried about the regret of "losing their lives but still having the money."
The news of what happened to the Zhang family in their courtyard reached the ears of everyone in the East District by the next morning. Seventh Master, who was supposed to patrol the area every day, had disappeared. Several uneasy underlings made an excuse to visit him and learned of Seventh Master's miserable condition. The news shocked the entire area like an explosion.
The unprofessional kidnappers naturally leaked information about the kidnapping operation, and the underworld wasn't completely stupid; they immediately guessed that Seventh Master had offended someone beyond his level. In no time, the backgrounds of those at Xinglin Pharmaceutical Factory were exaggerated to the heavens, and even several minor leaders from the Southern Gate faction who frequently loitered in the area personally came to invite Wen Youmin for tea, respectfully addressing him as Brother Wen.
Upon hearing the news, Lin Yao was completely relieved. The retaliatory measures taken last night were quite effective and achieved their deterrent purpose. At present, no underworld figures should dare to take on a job targeting his family. After dealing with the underworld boss in Chongqing and digging out the mastermind behind it, such incidents should be prevented from happening again.
Aside from the profits from the drought-resistant beverage, there are no conflicts between their family and others. The person who wants to obtain the prescription must also have considerable strength and social status, otherwise they would not be able to fully develop the value of the prescription. Such people are often ruthless to others but cherish themselves. Their biggest weakness is their fear of death and trouble.
With one worry gone, Lin Yao was now preoccupied with another matter: Xiao Cao's condition was not optimistic.
At this moment, the little grass was like a lifeless object; the medicinal aura that had been surrounding its core had vanished, leaving only a seed the size of an apricot kernel suspended at his chest. Lin Yao's inner cries went unanswered; the little tail he had longed for had disappeared without a trace.
What to do now? What if something happens to Xiaocao? If Xiaocao's abilities disappear, all his plans will be in vain. Lin Yao tossed and turned in his thoughts, ignoring even the well-behaved Xiao Guli, which made the little guy very resentful.
Qingying didn't go home last night. She and Ge Yong squeezed into Lin Yao's parents' room for a few hours before leaving early this morning. They were eager to bring Hu Zi to Chengdu for treatment. Recalling the pleading look in Ge Yong's eyes as he left, Lin Yao felt a headache coming on. Would this little grass recover?
For the first time, Lin Yao longed for Situ Hao to call immediately. He felt even more hatred for the mastermind behind the kidnapping. What if Xiao Cao couldn't recover in time and Hu Zi couldn't escape? How could he face his sworn brother Ge Yong in the future?
It wasn't until noon that Situ Hao's call finally arrived. After Lin Yao got the exact location, he immediately washed off his disguise, changed back into his scholarly appearance, and went out. However, he wasn't very skilled at this disguise yet, and it was far less impressive than Ge Yong's.
"Brother Situ, please book another room for me at the hotel. I need it." Lin Yao contacted Situ Hao in the taxi. He couldn't wait any longer and had to help Xiaocao immediately. Time was of the essence. If they continued to handle it the way General Xia had suggested, the treatment would not begin until the next day, which might delay Hu Zi's treatment. After all, Hu Zi's condition might worsen during the transfer to Chengdu.
The patient was Zhang Yongqi, a 47-year-old real estate tycoon in Beijing. He had late-stage stomach cancer and had lost all his hair due to chemotherapy. He was emaciated, and his wrinkled skin hung down all over his body, showing the plump physique he had before the onset of the stomach cancer.
Situ Hao had received some favors from him in the past, and the two companies had cooperated in many areas. According to Situ Hao, this guy wasn't entirely heartless, so he wanted to help him through his difficulties so that they could cooperate better in the future.
"Lie down, take off your shirt, let me examine you." Lin Yao was in a bad mood, burdened with many things: raising money, rescuing people, and comforting his parents were all pressing issues, and resolving these problems required Xiao Cao's abilities. The impatience of youth finally surfaced in him, and he could no longer remain calm.
Lin Yao pretended to examine him and even used golden needles. The magical acupuncture technique made Zhang Yongqi's lifeless eyes light up and rekindle his hope for survival. He was no longer the desperate person he had been when he first arrived. His eyes were now full of longing and eagerness as he looked at Lin Yao.
"Give me all the medicine. The illness is very serious, and time is of the essence." Lin Yao suppressed his anxiety, frowned, and said in a very unfriendly tone.