Medic Martial Dragon King

Chapter 515: Chapter 515: Said Not to Drink Alchohol_1

Gong Lin didn’t notice the changes in Jiang Chen and Hua Zhiqiang’s expressions; her brow had already begun to furrow.

She had anticipated that under the four great aristocratic families’ instigation, Hua Zhiqiang might be difficult to deal with, but she didn’t expect his attitude to be so hostile from the get-go. This was clearly not leaving any chance for further discussion, but a direct ultimatum!

However, just as Gong Lin was considering how to respond, Jiang Chen averted his gaze from Hua Zhiqiang’s face and sneered with disdain, ”If that’s the case, then there’s no need for further discussion! Mr. Hua doesn’t want us to benefit, and we are not desperate for Mr. Hua’s investment either.”

”Nevertheless, business aside, I would like to remind Mr. Hua...” As he spoke, Jiang Chen had already stood up: ”You have an ailment, and if you don’t get treatment in time, I’m afraid it could cost you your life.”

Hua Zhiqiang immediately flew into a rage: ”You... you’re cursing me? Let me tell you! Don’t even think about using such tactics to scare me—I’m not buying it!”

Hua Feng’er’s face changed, and she shouted angrily, ”Get out! A live-in son-in-law who lives off a woman can only resort to such lowly tricks. Is this how Yi Chen became wealthy? Get lost immediately!”

”Hmph, if words do not agree, even half a sentence is too much! Lin Lin, let’s go!”

Jiang Chen wore an indifferent expression and snorted coldly, rising from his seat and walking towards the door. Gong Lin hesitated for a moment before following him.

”Mr. Hua, I should remind you, I know that people from the four great aristocratic families have approached you, but you’d better not drink with them. Given your condition, one drink will trigger it, and treating you afterwards will be increasingly difficult!”

At the door, Jiang Chen turned around with a smile for another reminder.

”Get lost! I don’t need your reminders about whom I drink with!” Hua Zhiqiang sneered and pointed towards the door: ”Out!”

Jiang Chen left without saying another word, exiting the room.

Gong Lin followed him out and asked with confusion, ”Jiang Chen, does he really...”

”He really is ill.”

Jiang Chen cut Gong Lin off before she could finish asking, nodding affirmatively and then smiling, ”And with his temperament, he will certainly not heed my warning and will drink even more instead. Thus, his illness will flare up soon. Let’s just wait and see, hehe.”

...

In the evening, in a luxurious private room at Shenghua Hotel.

Hua Zhiqiang, Hua Feng’er, and the family heads of the four great aristocratic families sat together, drinking merrily.

”Do you know? That live-in son-in-law Jiang Chen even tried to scare me with his illness, as if I’m a fool! Haha!” Hua Zhiqiang shared what had happened after Jiang Chen and his companion’s visit, bursting into laughter.

”Haha... That’s all Jiang Chen is good for!” Lin Zhigang and others laughed out loud in response.

Fang Zhengshan’s eyes twinkled, and he said with a light laugh, ”Mr. Hua, we cannot let Yi Chen control Sky Venerate City. We must take it back; otherwise, your investment in Xincheng will end up benefiting them.”

”Of course, I know that. I’ve already told them, and if they don’t hand over control of Sky Venerate City, I’ll release news that Yi Chen is unwilling to cooperate, and I’ll consider withdrawing the investment plan. When that happens, we won’t need to lift a finger; the officials in Dingjing will come knocking on their door. They’re all eager for such a big investment!”

Hua Zhiqiang laughed malevolently, revealing his scheme.

The family heads of the four aristocratic families paused, then burst into laughter, ”Haha, excellent strategy! This way, we don’t need to do anything; those city officials will help us deal with Yi Chen and take Sky Venerate City for us. Brilliant!”

”To compete with me! That Jiang Chen is a fool, and Gong Lin, a woman holding up Yi Chen, did well enough, yet she still aspires to take advantage over me. She really does think highly of herself!” Hua Zhiqiang scoffed derisively.

”Exactly. That Jiang Chen even said my dad shouldn’t drink as it would trigger his illness. Just look, my dad has drunk so much and he’s fine. Jiang Chen is trying to use such tactics to drive a wedge between us and the four great aristocratic families. Ridiculous!” Hua Feng’er mocked Jiang Chen’s warning as she spoke.

”Ha ha, that Jiang Chen is really ridiculous. Such an easily exposed lie, and he dares to tell it?” Zhou Long laughed heartily in agreement.

”Exactly, come, let’s toast to Mr. Hua once more.”

”Come, cheers...”

Everyone laughed and raised their glasses again.

”Cough cough...”

”Smash——”

Suddenly, Hua Zhiqiang, who had been holding his wine glass and laughing heartily, started coughing violently, his face turning beet red. He couldn’t hold onto his glass anymore, and it fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.

”Dad, what’s wrong with you?” Hua Feng’er’s face changed as she hurriedly patted Hua Zhiqiang’s back.

”Mr. Hua, you...”

The Family Heads of the Four Great Aristocratic Families were also shocked.

”Puh——”

But before Lin Zhigang and the others could finish their words of concern, Hua Zhiqiang suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, splattering it all over the table.

The blood was a dark red color, clearly not normal.

”What... what’s happening?” Zhou Long and the others’ faces turned pale with shock, and they all stood up, surrounding Hua Zhiqiang.

Hua Feng’er’s face changed, and she exclaimed, ”Was what Jiang Chen said true? Can my dad really not drink? This...”

”Miss Hua, rest assured, here in Dingjing, there’s nothing we, the Four Great Aristocratic Families, cannot do. We’ll find someone right away to treat Mr. Hua, and let’s get Mr. Hua back to his room first!” Yue Tianming spoke with a grave voice.

”Yes, yes, we appreciate your help!”

Hua Feng’er nodded repeatedly, supporting Hua Zhiqiang as they made their way to the room. Yue Tianming and the other three discussed briefly, and Lin Zhenggang took out his mobile phone to make a call.

A group of people arrived at the Supreme No. 1 Presidential Suite’s bedroom. Hua Zhiqiang’s face was so pale it was devoid of any color, and he felt a twinge of regret. If only he had listened to Jiang Chen’s warning. It was just a matter of not drinking, after all. Couldn’t business still be discussed without it?

”Mr. Hua, rest assured, I’ve found someone for you. His name is Chen Peiru, known in Dingjing as the ’King of Medicine.’ He will surely cure your illness!” Lin Zhenggang reassured him.

”That’s right, that’s right. The name of Medicine King Chen is well-known throughout Dingjing. He’s a renowned Divine Doctor and will definitely cure your illness. You just rest assured!” Zhou Long and the others hastily added.

Hua Zhiqiang nodded his head, breathing heavily, the pain in his chest unbearable, his face terrifyingly pale.

”I’ll go welcome Medicine King Chen!” Seeing the state Hua Zhiqiang was in, Zhou Long spoke as if ready to go through fire and water, then turned and left the room.

Hua Zhiqiang looked at Zhou Long with grateful eyes.

Fang Zhengshan and the other two exchanged glances, each cursing Zhou Long, the old fox, in their hearts. It was clear he was currying favor with Hua Zhiqiang. At the same time, they regretted not thinking to say the same thing themselves.

Zhou Long had the same idea as them; he was indeed trying to please Hua Zhiqiang. Outside, he waited for a call from his family to say that Chen Peiru had arrived. Zhou Long ran to the elevator lobby, and as soon as Chen Peiru came up, he led this Medicine King of Dingjing to the Supreme No. 1 room.