My husband Can Cultivate-Chapter 231 Crossing the River and Destroying the Bridge?
Yang Qi smiled but said nothing, taking a seat to the side.
The Divine Doctor from Capital City soon arrived. Liang Mei looked at Yang Qi with a triumphant smirk. "You’re not qualified to treat my son. Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to. You want to save my son and then demand an exorbitant price, don’t you? Not a chance! We won’t sell you our office building either! Get lost!"
Yang Qi still didn’t speak.
At that moment, the Divine Doctor from Capital City emerged from the operating room, shaking his head. "It’s too late. If I intervene now, there’s only a ten percent chance of success. Do you still want me to try?"
"This is the Divine Doctor you found?" Yang Qi asked sarcastically.
"You! How confident are you?" Liang Mei demanded, unwilling to back down.
"One hundred percent," Yang Qi stated nonchalantly. "But after what you just said, I suddenly don’t feel like treating him."
Du Le’an was on the verge of tears. Just a moment ago, he too had felt that Yang Qi was being a bit arrogant, so he hadn’t stopped his wife. Now the situation was incredibly awkward. He pleaded, "Mr. Yang, I’m sorry, I was wrong. Please, I’m begging you, save my son. He’s my only son; I can’t let anything happen to him!"
"We’re losing him! Young Master Du’s heartbeat is about to stop!" A cry of alarm came from the operating room.
Liang Mei’s face went white. She turned to Yang Qi and shrieked, "Save him! Hurry up and save him!"
Yang Qi, however, remained impassive, his expression cold.
Du Le’an roared at Liang Mei, "You bitch! Get on your knees and apologize to Mr. Yang! Now! If my son dies, I’ll take your wretched life!"
Liang Mei was stunned. Du Le’an had never been so vicious with her. But she knelt anyway. After all, the boy in that room was her own flesh and blood.
"Mr. Yang, I was wrong. I was truly wrong. Please, save my son!"
Only then did Yang Qi speak, his voice frigid. "Today, I’ll do this for Mr. Du’s sake."
With that, he walked into the operating room. He reinserted the three silver needles that had been removed. Moments later, Young Master Du’s condition stabilized. His heartbeat, heart rate, and blood pressure all returned to normal.
This wasn’t the first time Liu Changsheng had seen Yang Qi save someone, but he was profoundly shocked every time. These methods... they’re simply miraculous.
Next, Yang Qi took up the scalpel himself and operated on Young Master Du. Surgery was, in fact, a part of National Medicine, and the Dragon God Technique contained even more detailed records on the subject. With Yang Qi’s Immortal Technique, a minor surgery was no problem at all.
After finishing, Yang Qi left the operating room and said to Du Le’an, "There are no more issues. Let him rest for a couple of days, then you can remove the needles. After that, he just needs to recuperate."
"Mr. Yang, I was originally planning to ask for one billion for that building. Since you saved my son, I’ll just symbolically ask for one hundred million. My son’s life is more important than anything!" Du Le’an said. "How about this: come over the day after tomorrow, and we’ll sign the contract."
"Okay!"
Yang Qi hadn’t expected that saving a life would earn him a nine-hundred-million Dragon Coin discount.
「Two days later.」
Yang Qi arrived at Du Le’an’s company, but Du Le’an wasn’t in the office. He was reportedly in a meeting and wouldn’t be back for another hour or two. Yang Qi wasn’t in a hurry. After checking in at the front desk, he decided to wait. He’d just be waiting at home anyway, so he might as well wait here.
However, he had barely sat down when the company’s head of security approached with a group of men. This head of security was obese. Theoretically, a man with his physique wouldn’t qualify for a security job at a company like this. He must have gotten the job through connections. The fat guard glanced at Yang Qi, a sinister smile spreading across his face as if he’d spotted an enemy.
Yang Qi’s guess was correct. The fat security guard was a distant cousin of Du Le’an’s wife.
Just two days prior, Liang Mei had told Liang Jin what happened. Liang Jin warned her not to sell the office building to Yang Qi under any circumstances—not for one hundred million, not even for one billion. The Qifei Group was now an enemy of the Kang City Business Alliance. Liang Mei was already furious with Yang Qi for making her kneel and apologize, and this gave her an even better reason to act against him. After all, her son was out of danger, so she had no more use for this Yang Qi. She told the fat security guard to beat Yang Qi out with clubs if he dared to show his face at the company.
"Get up!" the fat security guard suddenly roared.
Yang Qi slowly opened his eyes and frowned. He didn’t recognize this strange, fat security guard. Why does it feel like he’s specifically targeting me?
"Watch your tone. I’m here to discuss business with Mr. Du," Yang Qi said calmly. Normally, he would have already acted. He only held back today out of respect for Du Le’an.
"Business, my ass! Didn’t you hear me? I told you to get up!"
Several other security guards chimed in, clearly following the fat guard’s lead.
Yang Qi’s frown deepened. "Du Le’an seems like a decent man. I didn’t expect his security staff to be so crass. I’m not getting up today. What are you going to do about it?"
"You damn mutt, I give you an inch and you take a mile? You refuse to get up? You think you can just ignore us?" the fat guard cursed.
Yang Qi finally lost his patience.
SMACK!
He slapped the fat guard across his plump face, making the flesh tremble.
"Keep your mouth shut," Yang Qi said coldly, "or I won’t mind making your head swell up like a pig’s."
"You dare hit me! Brothers, get him! Kill this bastard!" the fat guard howled.
A group of security guards pounced on Yang Qi. Just as he was about to act, a figure rushed in from outside. It was Iron Bone. His tall frame stood there like a giant. He stretched out his arms and struck. A dozen security guards were sent flying, including the fat one. They all landed in a disheveled heap on the floor.
"You dare attack my Master? Are you looking for death?" Iron Bone’s voice boomed.
He had actually held back. Otherwise, with his combat power as a Second Rank Great Grandmaster, these ordinary men would have all been sent to meet King Yan.
"Insolent! Yang Qi, how dare you cause trouble in our company!" Just then, Liang Mei came downstairs, followed by a group of people. These weren’t ordinary guards; they were all martial arts experts, though they were nowhere near the level of Iron Bone or Iron Heart.
"Nonsense," Yang Qi said coldly. "I’m here to see Du Le’an. We agreed to sign the contract today. He didn’t answer my calls, so I came to see what was going on."
"You don’t have to wait. We won’t be selling our building to you or to the Qifei Group. You can leave now," Liang Mei said with a wave of her hand.
"Is that your decision, or Du Le’an’s?" Yang Qi asked coldly.
"My decision is my husband’s decision. Take this money and get lost!" Liang Mei said coldly, throwing ten thousand Dragon Coins on the floor.
"Heh, is that so?" Yang Qi glanced at the money on the ground. "You plan to burn the bridge now that you’ve crossed it? Was everything you said before just empty words?"
They actually dare to throw money at me? The nerve.
