The Urban Medical Martial Immortal

236: Chapter 232: Summon Chen Halan to See Me (Fourth Update!) 236: Chapter 232: Summon Chen Halan to See Me (Fourth Update!) “You…

you…”

Chang Zhonghe, in the hospital bed, almost suffocated upon hearing Zheng Ling’s words.

Chang Ying quickly stepped forward to support Chang Zhonghe and patted his back before turning to glare at Zheng Ling, “You disgusting opportunist!

I should have fought to the death against my dad marrying you from the very start!

You entered our family just for money!”

“Ugh, don’t play the innocent with me!

Sooner or later, you’ll also be joyfully beneath some other man!”

Zheng Ling cast a disdainful glance at Chang Ying, her eyes filled with envy and resentment.

Chang Ying’s beauty was what she couldn’t possess, which made her invariably irritated.

Sometimes, you simply can’t fathom the hatred a woman holds.

Like seeing someone more beautiful, the hatred uncontrollably spreads and takes root.

“You…

you’re shameless!

Women like you who only see money won’t end well!

You married my dad, but behind the scenes, you were hooking up with this guy, you’re truly vile!”

At this point, Chang Ying was also enraged to the extreme, casting aside her usual demeanor and cursing furiously.

“Hmph, with your father being such a waste, do you think I would stick with him?”

Zheng Ling’s face was filled with a sneer of contempt, “If I stuck with him, I’d be begging on the streets sooner or later!

He’s just a waste, something to use for my benefit!”

“You…”

Chang Zhonghe on the bed coughed violently, his eyes blazing with anger at the woman who now showed a completely different face.

Seeing her father like this, Chang Ying’s face showed a mix of rage and sadness, tears falling once more.

“Take care of your uncle first!”

Lin Tian patted Chang Ying’s shoulder and comforted her, then turned to look at Zheng Ling and Bai Xiaomao, “Your family owes them fifty million?

Was it a legitimate loan?

Show me the loan receipt and documents then!”

“Who do you think you are?”

Bai Xiaomao sized up Lin Tian and seeing the young man dressed in Prada casual wear (bought by Jiann Xinzhu), but his background didn’t seem discernible, and since he was with Chang Ying, he certainly couldn’t be of much significance, he coldly snapped, “Kid, do you also want to end up bedridden like this old fart?”

“Oh, it’s you!

I know you can fight, but if Zhang Yaotian and the others hadn’t been brought down and jailed, do you think you’d still be alive?”

Zheng Ling finally noticed Lin Tian, and with a cold voice said, “Moreover, tsk tsk, haven’t seen you for a while, and now you’re wearing branded clothes?

Hah, don’t think that dressing up neatly will put you on par with the heirs and nobles of Bin City!

That’s all the taste Chang Ying has!

But, you want to stop us from collecting debts?

Think you can?”

Lin Tian’s face was calm as he shook his head and looked at Bai Xiaomao and Zheng Ling with a detached expression, “Either produce a legitimate loan agreement, or get lost!”

Hearing this, the faces of Bai Xiaomao and Zheng Ling and the others changed.

“Brother Mao, be careful, this guy is skilled, he can fight.

When Chang Ying brought him to the party, he even dared to fight Zhang Yaotian and the others!”

Zheng Ling warned Bai Xiaomao.

“Oh, no wonder he’s so arrogant!”

Bai Xiaomao sneered, “If Zhang Yaotian hadn’t been taken down, kid, you wouldn’t know how many times over you’d be dead!

Do you know who I am?”

“Get out!”

Lin Tian coldly shouted once more.

“Seeking death!

Break his legs!

Dammit, punk, daring to show off in front of me!”

Bai Xiaomao bellowed furiously, gesturing towards several hulking men behind him.

They pounced towards Lin Tian like fierce tigers.

Boom boom~~

But Lin Tian’s feet moved as fast as lightning, sending each one flying out of the ward and crashing onto the corridor floor.

“You…”

Bai Xiaomao’s face changed, a mix of shock and rage.

Yet Lin Tian was far from courteous, including kicking both Zheng Ling and Bai Xiaomao out with two swift moves.

Ignoring the screams of Zheng Ling and Bai Xiaomao, Lin Tian turned and walked back to Chang Zhonghe’s bedside.

“Lin…

Lin Tian, even if you beat them, they’ll come back!”

Chang Ying sighed helplessly, her face filled with resignation.

“Don’t worry, they will come back soon, and I’ll deal with it!”

Using his Divine Sense, Lin Tian had already seen Bai Xiaomao and the others running off but had called someone at the end of the corridor.

However, he didn’t bother and instead said, “Let me take a look at your uncle’s condition.”

“Aye, young man, I know you’re kind-hearted, but my illness is incurable!”

Chang Zhonghe’s face showed a mix of guilt and gratitude.

Beside him, Chang Ying’s face dimmed, and biting her lip she said, “Lin Tian, thank you!

But, don’t trouble yourself…”

“Sister Chang Ying, I’m serious, I can cure your uncle!”

Lin Tian spoke with solemn determination.

“This…

Okay then!”

Chang Ying opened her mouth, but as she looked at Lin Tian’s serene and calm expression, she inexplicably felt reassured and ended up believing in him as if by some supernatural influence.

At the same time, Lin Tian had already taken out his silver needles, cautioned Chang Zhonghe to stay still, and then swiftly inserted the needles.

“Cancer is nothing more than an infection of the body that causes disease; if you remove it and reactivate the damaged primordial qi, it can be cured!”

Thinking this, Lin Tian’s hands moved as fast as lightning, continuously searching for and piercing Chang Zhonghe’s acupuncture points.

“What are you doing, acupuncture therapy?

This is preposterous!”

A scolding voice came from the entrance of the ward.

Chang Ying turned her head, her face showing helplessness.

Lin Tian’s hands paused for a moment before he continued, ignoring the person who had just arrived.

“Director Xing, wait!”

Suddenly, a pleasant and melodious voice rang out, stopping the person who had just scolded, “He’s using Traditional Chinese Medicine!

Judging by his skill, he’s definitely not low-level!

Let’s wait and see!”

“Miss Jiang, this…”

Director Xing’s voice was hesitant.

“Don’t worry, since it’s cancer, consider it a last resort.

If anything happens, I will take responsibility!”

The pleasing voice sounded again.

Hearing the silence behind him, Lin Tian began to perform the final acupuncture technique—Divine Center!

Five minutes later!

Lin Tian withdrew the needles!

And the patient, Chang Zhonghe, on the bed, now had a healthy glow to his face, and he even suddenly got up from the bed, moving nimbly off it.

Lin Tian also turned around to look at the two newcomers.

The one in the lead was a middle-aged woman wearing black-framed glasses, currently staring in shock.

Clearly, she was Director Xing.

And beside Director Xing stood a girl in a white coat, no more than twenty years old, with a melon-seeded face, fair skin, deep and beautiful eyes, and a tall figure, radiating a soft demeanor, unlike the distant coldness other beauties possess.

“What…

How can this be?”

Director Xing, looking at the lively and jumping Chang Zhonghe, was dumbfounded.

“Take him for a check-up!

He should be cured!”

Lin Tian said with a smile.

“Cured?

That’s impossible!

Mr.

Chang, please go with us for an examination!”

Director Xing’s face was full of disbelief, her expression excited.

And the young girl beside her looked deeply at Lin Tian, her beautiful eyes shining with astonishment.

“Nobody moves!”

A roar of anger erupted from outside, followed by a rush of people storming in, led by Bai Xiaomao and Zheng Ling.

Bai Xiaomao instructed the dozen or so people behind him, “Afeng, let’s go, break his legs!”

“It’s you!

Fuck, you got away yesterday at Renmin Hospital, and it was so hard to find you!”

Afeng, upon recognizing Lin Tian, bulged his eyes with anger.

Lin Tian was surprised and looked in the direction of the voice, amused to see that the dozen or so people brought by Bai Xiaomao were the same ones he had beaten at the First Renmin Hospital.

Afeng, who was leading them, had his arm twisted by Lin Tian.

“Get your weapons, kill him!”

Afeng commanded his followers, who then drew out their knives.

Chang Ying and Director Xing, upon seeing this, screamed and hid in a corner of the room.

“Stop!”

But, a stern voice held back Afeng, who was about to attack.

It belonged to a man dressed in a black suit wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

“Are you…

are you Lin Tian, Master Lin?”

The man walked up to Lin Tian, nervously asking.

“I am.

And you are?”

Lin Tian looked at the man before him, feeling he seemed familiar.

“Ah, Master Lin!

I am Pan Chen, the secretary of Mr.

Chen Halan.

I’ve seen you from a distance before!”

Pan Chen’s face lit up with joy and pointed at Bai Xiaomao, “This is Boss Bai.

His Bai Tai Pharmaceutical Company is a subsidiary of our Sea Blue Group!

The offense to the Master just now might be a misunderstanding!”

Listening to Pan Chen’s words, Bai Xiaomao, Zheng Ling, and the others’ expressions subtly changed, sensing something was wrong.

And Lin Tian’s expression suddenly turned icy, his voice chilling, “Now you call Chen Halan to come see me!”