The Strongest Dandy in the City - Chapter 169 - Get Lost

Chapter 169 - Get Lost

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Chapter 169 of "The Strongest Dandy in the City" starts with dramatic events: After He Jie told Shi Ke that a “dung beetle” was a type of insect,... Discover what happens!

After He Jie told Shi Ke that a “dung beetle” was a type of insect, the latter still didn’t get the joke.It’s just an insect, what’s so funny about that?

Seeing that Shi Ke was still utterly clueless, He Jie had no choice but to add, “Uncle, a dung beetle is an insect that likes to eat feces, always hanging around with excrement.”

“Motherfucker, are you saying that I like to eat shit?

It seems I need to teach you a lesson today.”

The ignorance of the uneducated is really terrifying.

Shi Ke, belatedly getting the message, rolled up his sleeves, looking at the skinny Ye Chenfeng in front of him, confident he could knock him down with a single punch.

“Director Kang, Director Kang, the patient in Ward 307’s VIP room has entered deep shock, if we don’t resuscitate them in time, they probably won’t make it through today,” a twenty-three or twenty-four-year-old female nurse ran out of the hospital, gasping for breath as she spoke.

Upon hearing the nurse’s words, the smile just beginning to form on Yao Suman’s lips disappeared; without a word, she dashed into the hospital, because the patient in Ward 307’s VIP room was her mother, Yao Lianrong.

Seeing Yao Suman rush off in panic, He Jie and Kang Weizhong also hurried into the hospital.

Before entering, Shi Ke didn’t forget to shake his fist at Ye Chenfeng, saying, “Kid, you’re lucky this time.

I’m too busy to waste time on you now, but don’t let me see you again.”

Ye Chenfeng shrugged indifferently.

If Shi Ke really dared to lay a hand on him, he wouldn’t mind helping Shi Ke break a few bones.

After walking into Tianhai City People’s Hospital, Ye Chenfeng wondered whether he should go straight to the director’s office, or go to Ward 307 to help Yao Suman.

If he didn’t help Yao Suman, that upright female cop would definitely be driven by desperation to be ruined by a beast with a human face like He Jie.

“Ay, Ye Chenfeng, Ye Chenfeng, you just can’t help but meddle in others’ affairs!

But then, who makes these things happen right before my eyes!” Having made up his mind, Ye Chenfeng boarded the elevator to the third floor.

Third floor, outside Ward 307.

“Miss Yao, have you made up your mind yet?

If you don’t pay the medical fees, we cannot proceed with the resuscitation of your mother,” Kang Weizhong said with self-righteous indignation, as if he stood on moral high ground.

Before this, He Jie had promised Kang Weizhong many favors, instructing him to pressure Yao Suman into submission.

Yao Suman looked at her mother in the ward, biting her lip so hard that streaks of fresh blood appeared.

For her mother, with whom she had lived alone since childhood, she was willing to do anything, including sacrificing her own happiness.

“Suman, you need to make a decision quickly.

Your mother’s condition can’t be delayed any longer; we must start resuscitation immediately,” urged He Jie, sneering to himself, “Let’s see how you can escape from the palm of my hand this time.

Just wait to receive my He Jie’s favor tonight!”

“Suman, why are you still hesitating?

He Jie is a good guy!

You won’t be at a disadvantage with him.

If you don’t decide now, you might never see your mother again,” Shi Ke chipped in, egging her on. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novᴇl(ꜰ)ire.ɴet

“If you trust me, let me take a look at your mother!

Maybe I can cure her illness too.”

Just as Yao Suman was about to agree, Ye Chenfeng’s calm voice echoed in her ears, and suddenly she remembered something.

When she had visited the Zhaos, she had heard firsthand that Zhao Qihua, who had been comatose for three months, had been awakened by Ye Chenfeng.

She couldn’t help but think, “Maybe he really can cure my mother.”

“Heh,” Kang Weizhong scoffed, “Do you think terminal cancer is like a common cold or a fever?

That girl in the black market you accidentally woke from a heart attack, and now you’re claiming you can cure terminal cancer?

Are you suggesting you’re the reincarnation of a god?”

Kang Weizhong’s words were like a bucket of cold water poured over Yao Suman’s head.

First, she hadn’t personally witnessed Ye Chenfeng awakening Zhao Qihua; secondly, as Kang Weizhong mentioned, terminal cancer is essentially an incurable disease, akin to a death sentence for those diagnosed.

“It seems that if I don’t teach you a lesson, you’ll never realize the sky’s the limit,” he thought, seeing his own daughter about to agree to He Jie’s request, only to be interfered with by Ye Chenfeng again.

He really wanted to punch the guy in the face a couple of times.

“Uncle, why bother getting angry at someone like him!” He Jie said disdainfully, then turned to Ye Chenfeng and continued, “Kid, disappear from my sight before I change my mind.

Do you know who my dad is?

My dad is the director of the Tianhai Health Bureau.

It would be a piece of cake for me to deal with a commoner like you.”

“Didn’t you hear what Little He said?

Do we really need to call security to throw you out?” Kang Weizhong felt extremely pleased to humiliate Ye Chenfeng.

However, Ye Chenfeng’s expression remained unchanged, and his phone, inappropriately, started to ring from his pocket.

After picking up the call, the voice of Zou Zedong came through, “Little Brother Ye, you’re not fooling me, are you?Why haven’t you arrived at the hospital yet?

I’ve been waiting at the entrance for you.”

Because of the unscrupulous doctor Kang Weizhong, Ye Chenfeng’s impression of Tianhai People’s Hospital plummeted, speaking coolly, “Elder Zou, your hospital really has a ‘kind heart,’.

Temporarily refusing to treat a patient who can’t pay the medical fee?

Is this what a doctor should do?

I think you’re not fit to be the director.”

Ye Chenfeng briefly recounted the whole situation over the phone to Zou Zedong, and upon hearing it, rage surged in Zou’s heart.

He said, “Little Brother Ye, I had no idea about this at all!

Wait for me on the third floor, I’ll be right there.”

Seeing that Ye Chenfeng had taken a call and called the person on the other end “Elder Zou”, Kang Weizhong and He Jie began to ponder.

After a moment, both looked at each other in shock, as they both had an inkling that it might be Zou Zedong, the director of the Tianhai People’s Hospital.

Perhaps Zou Zedong alone wouldn’t have scared them this much, but Zou’s son was the city’s Party Secretary, the top leader in Tianhai.

Offending Zou Zedong was even worse than offending the Party Secretary directly, as it was said that the Party Secretary was a devoted son who did everything in accordance with Elder Zou’s wishes.

“It can’t be, how could he know the director?

It must be a coincidence,” Kang Weizhong consoled himself.

“Kid, who was that on the phone just now?” He Jie asked tentatively.

No sooner had He Jie’s words fallen than the elevator doors opened nearby, and there, clad in a Zhongshan suit and appearing to be in his seventies, Zou Zedong walked towards ward 307 with a menacing aura.

At this point, any sliver of hope in Kang Weizhong and He Jie’s hearts completely collapsed.

While they were thinking about how to explain themselves, Zou Zedong had already reached the entrance of ward 307.

“Director Zou, about this situation…”

Kang Weizhong had just begun to explain when he was interrupted by Ye Chenfeng, “Director Zou, we must urgently save the patient now.

Let’s put other matters aside for the moment!” Ye Chenfeng changed his address from ‘Elder Zou’ to ‘Director Zou’, showing his dissatisfaction with Tianhai People’s Hospital!

Shi Ke had intended to scold Ye Chenfeng as well, but seeing how He Jie and Kang Weizhong didn’t even dare to breathe too loudly in front of Zou Zedong, even he could guess that Zou’s identity was not simple.

“Little Brother Ye, you’re right!

Saving people is what’s important now.

Whatever tools you need, just ask,” Zou Zedong also knew that now was not the time to question Kang Weizhong.

“No need to prepare any tools,” Ye Chenfeng replied coldly, heading toward the inside of ward 307.

At that moment, He Jie inappropriately stepped in front of Ye Chenfeng with a sunny smile on his face, saying, “Brother, I might have offended you just now.

Please, I ask that you…”

“Slap,” a loud smack sent He Jie tumbling to the ground as Ye Chenfeng cursed, “Get lost, what’s the time now?

Quit your yapping in front of me.” (To be continued.

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