The Invincible Supreme Medical God-Chapter 155 - 154: The Master Makes His Move

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"Yan Xiaobao, it’s me, Han Ruobing." Han Ruobing answered Zhang Zhixue’s call and said coldly, "Come here immediately!"

"Bingbing, what do you need me for?" Yan Xiaobao bargained, "If you’re asking me to go save Ma Boyao, then I’m not going. Unless you ask me to sleep with you, then I’ll go."

"Come over first, and we’ll talk." Han Ruobing didn’t dare to lay down her words too firmly, fearing Yan Xiaobao might really not come.

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After Yan Xiaobao arrived, Han Ruobing pulled him aside to question him privately: "Yan Xiaobao, what did you do to Ma Boyao?"

"Nothing much, just slapped him a few times. Didn’t you see it happen, Bingbing?" Yan Xiaobao spread his hands, signaling innocence.

Han Ruobing pressed on, "Then why did you say Ma Boyao wouldn’t make it till tomorrow?"

Yan Xiaobao replied casually, "Because I can read fates. That guy Ma Boyao is surrounded by dark clouds—looks exactly like someone who’s about to die."

Han Ruobing stared seriously at Yan Xiaobao and asked, "Didn’t you swear before that you wouldn’t lie to me or hide things from me? Tell me the truth, what exactly did you do to Ma Boyao?"

Yan Xiaobao thought about it for a moment, then nodded, "Alright, since you insist on knowing, I won’t hide it. I injected True Qi into Ma Boyao’s death point—there’s no way he’ll live past 24 hours."

"You..." Han Ruobing was both anxious and furious. "Just for such trivial matters, you’re going to kill him?"

"How is that trivial? Anything involving my wife is a big deal!" Yan Xiaobao said righteously, "If I don’t take him out this time, who knows what other schemes he might come up with against my wife in the future."

Anyone who poses a threat to his wife and family must be dealt with mercilessly and prevented in advance.

These were the words of Yan Xiaobao’s fourth martial brother, the God of Death, Ye Tian. Yan Xiaobao found them to be very reasonable, which is why he decided to apply them to that punk Ma Boyao.

"What you’re doing is wrong." Han Ruobing tried to reason with Yan Xiaobao patiently. "You injured Ma Boyao today; the evidence is clear. If he mysteriously dies tomorrow, you’ll be suspected of intentional homicide."

"And so what?" Yan Xiaobao said indifferently, "I was the one who injured him, that’s true. But when he was sent to the hospital, wasn’t he still alive and kicking? If he dies at the hospital tomorrow, what’s that got to do with me? Blame it on those useless doctors in the hospital for their incompetence."

"If Ma Boyao dies in the hospital, Dean Zhang will be in big trouble. Plus, your... your Rourou also works in the hospital, doesn’t she?" Han Ruobing continued to persuade him.

"You need to understand, Ma Boyao’s father is the Binhai Prefect, in charge of Binhai’s criminal cases. He’s Chief Zhang’s direct boss... and also my boss’s boss. If you kill his son, both Chief Zhang and I will be in serious trouble."

"Oh..." Yan Xiaobao hesitated for a moment.

The Zhang Hongde and Zhang Zhixue father-son duo didn’t concern him much. But if killing Ma Boyao ended up making things difficult for his "Rourou" and "Bingbing," then it seemed less worthwhile.

"How about this..." Yan Xiaobao grinned mischievously, scanning Han Ruobing up and down with his gaze. "Bingbing, if you agree to be my wife, I’ll go save Ma Boyao. Deal?"

"You... scoundrel!" Han Ruobing was so enraged her face turned pale. She spun around and stormed off. "Do whatever you want; I’m done dealing with you!"

"Bingbing, don’t leave—at least give me a kiss first!"

Just as Yan Xiaobao was chasing after Han Ruobing, three people approached them head-on.

Zhang Hongde and Zhang Zhixue flanked a tall middle-aged man with a solemn face and a commanding aura, someone who clearly occupied a position of authority.

"Lord Prefect." When Han Ruobing saw the tall man, she straightened up and saluted him.

The tall man gave a slight nod as acknowledgment.

"Divine Doctor Yan," Zhang Zhixue introduced Yan Xiaobao, "this is the Binhai criminal law official, Assistant Judge Ma Jinjue, Lord Ma. He would like to speak with you privately."

"So you’re Ma Boyao’s dad, huh?" Yan Xiaobao didn’t bother to show much respect. "Your son’s dying, and instead of looking for a doctor, you’re coming to me for a chat? What’s the point?"

Ma Jinjue maintained a steady expression as he said, "I won’t take up much of your time. Shall we?"

After stepping into a private office, Ma Jinjue’s sharp eyes were locked onto Yan Xiaobao, his presence exuding an unspoken authority. If it were an ordinary person sitting across from him, they’d probably have been intimidated by his rank.

Unfortunately for him, the one sitting opposite was Yan Xiaobao. Having grown up on a mysterious island, authority, officials, and hierarchy meant nothing to him. Moreover, his martial brothers always boasted about being fearless of heaven and earth, and Yan Xiaobao firmly believed he was even better than them, making him even less inclined to fear anyone. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

Seeing that Yan Xiaobao showed no trace of fear, Ma Jinjue cut straight to the chase:

"I know you possess divine medical skills, and I also know my son Ma Boyao offended you. I’m not here to discuss who’s right or wrong. For now, I’m not speaking to you as the Binhai Prefect but as a father, to negotiate something with you."

"Hold on, your son tried to steal Xiao Wan from me, then secretly took pictures of me to anger Rourou—what do you mean by ’not discussing who’s right or wrong’?" Yan Xiaobao interrupted, clearly dissatisfied.

"Fine, let’s say Ma Boyao made the first mistake. But to take his life over something so trivial—isn’t that going too far?" Ma Jinjue’s voice grew a bit harsher.

"Trivial?" Yan Xiaobao’s eyes widened. "The heavens and the earth, but wives reign supreme! My wives are under my divine protection, and your son dared to repeatedly provoke them. Of course, the heavens will deal with him!"

Yan Xiaobao’s attitude infuriated Ma Jinjue. Although he was merely the Binhai Prefect, whose rank placed him in the second tier of authority within Binhai City, the capital of Jiangnan Province still afforded him significant influence. Many high-ranking provincial officers treated him with great respect due to his formidable connections in Beijing.

Yet this young man, without any official rank or status, dared to display such disrespect!

But as he thought about his critically injured and comatose son, combined with the utter helplessness of the nation’s top medical experts, Ma Jinjue forced himself to swallow his pride. His mastery of patience and composure from years in office allowed him to suppress his anger, keeping it undetectable.

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