Free Web NovelChapter 240: Chapter 240: Never Be Lenient
According to Doctor Li, the "Divine Doctor Ye" he spoke of is none other than Ye Ming.
After much contemplation, Jiang Long felt that the matter wasn’t so simple.
Seeing Jiang Long’s peculiar expression, Doctor Li asked in surprise, "Chairman Jiang, do you still have any doubts?"
"Doctor Li, are you certain you haven’t deceived me? Is that Ye Ming truly a divine doctor?" Jiang Long couldn’t help asking.
Without hesitation, Doctor Li nodded and patiently explained, "Chairman Jiang, it has come to this point, why would I deceive you?"
In the time that followed, Doctor Li recounted everything Ye Ming had done in Hai City, not without embellishing the story a bit to make Ye Ming seem even more miraculous.
He had once met Ye Ming briefly and had personally witnessed Ye Ming’s miraculous abilities, which were now all reflected in the admiration on his face.
"Chairman Jiang, your son’s illness cannot be delayed any longer. If you can find this Divine Doctor Ye and seize the opportunity, your son might still be saved!"
Doctor Li had spoken to such an extent, and Jiang Long was beginning to believe some of it.
However, to be on the safe side, he still sent his subordinates to verify all the things Doctor Li had mentioned.
In the end, when he received affirmative answers, he was so angry that he beat his chest and stamped his feet.
"Ye Ming, today I’ve been bested by you!"
Grinding his teeth, he said to his subordinates, "I hear Ye Ming has a penchant for medicinal herbs, bring that Centennial Tuber Fleeceflower from home to him!"
Actually, before the Martial Artist Association gathering, Jiang Long had announced he would reward the champion with a gift, but because Ye Ming’s actions were too excessive, Jiang Long never mentioned it again.
Now, in a time of distress, it just so happened he could use this matter to his advantage and give himself a way out.
Ten minutes later, he knocked on the door of Ye Ming’s house.
"Ye Brothers, please don’t misunderstand, my visit this time is to talk... I want to apologize to you. My son was ignorant and offended you; I hope you won’t take offense!"
"My son is still unconscious in the hospital, and I’ve sought many famous doctors to no avail, so I hope you... can lend your aid!"
Although Jiang Long detested Ye Ming in his heart, he didn’t show it on the surface, speaking to Ye Ming with a smile.
Ye Ming’s expression didn’t change at all, as he coldly asked, "Why should I not take offense?"
"Your son poisoned me, wanting to put me to death. If I hadn’t been one step ahead and managed to escape by luck, I might have been cremated by now. Why should I bother to save him?"
"Mr. Ye, my visit this time is indeed to offer an apology!" Jiang Long gestured to his subordinate, who opened a wooden box.
Suddenly, a fragrant medicinal aroma filled the air as a delicate Tuber Fleeceflower lay inside the box.
By its appearance, this Tuber Fleeceflower seemed to be a centennial one, undoubtedly a priceless treasure.
"I heard you have an interest in medicinal herbs, so I prepared something specially. I don’t know if it will meet your approval?"
Jiang Long lowered his stance to the utmost, ready to do anything for the sake of his son.
But Ye Ming’s expression remained unchanged, just as it had been before.
He was indeed somewhat moved by the medicinal herb, but he had no intention of answering Jiang Long’s request, no matter what.
"Please leave, I have no need for it," Ye Ming said resolutely.
Jiang Long’s anger was beginning to blaze inside, but to win Ye Ming over, he still suppressed his temper.
"Mr. Ye, as long as you agree to save my son, not only will I offer you this medicinal herb, I can also promise you the position of Vice Chairman at the Martial Artist Association. What do you think?"
"Furthermore, I’m willing to offer thirty million as your compensation!"
This was Jiang Long’s bottom line; he was starting to bleed for his son.
Yet he still saw not a flicker of emotion from Ye Ming.
"Hah, thirty million and a medicinal herb to quell the rage in my heart? You provoked me first, without any intention of showing mercy. Now that you know you can’t defeat me, you come to court favor. Does the world work so easily?"
Hearing Ye Ming’s words, Jiang Long finally couldn’t contain his outburst and questioned, "Ye Ming, what on earth do you want? Do you think I really have no ways to deal with you?"
"I’ve shown enough sincerity. You’d better not overstep your bounds!"
Seeing Jiang Long lose his temper, Ye Ming didn’t offer any pleasantries either, stating bluntly, "If you have a way, then by all means use it. Why bother asking me for help?"
"The fact that I didn’t kill your son was already more than merciful to you. If you continue to be deluded, I won’t let you off lightly next time. If you don’t believe me, you can give it a try!"
Having said his piece, Ye Ming directly slammed the door shut, no longer wasting words.
Mercy to an enemy is cruelty to oneself.
At that moment, Ye Ming reflected on his previous encounter with the Chen father and son. It was because of his momentary softness that they had the chance to turn around and bite back.
With the lessons from last time, Ye Ming wouldn’t back down no matter what this time.
A mere Jiang Long wasn’t worth his concern. Even if Jiang Long wanted to target him, Ye Ming reasoned there was no need for fear: he would meet force with force and water with earth. freёwebnovel.com
Left with a shut door, Jiang Long’s face turned ashen.
He clenched his fists tightly, cursing venomously, "Damn you, Ye Ming, you will regret this sooner or later. I will make you pay a terrible price!"
"I will make you come forward willingly to save my son!"
"Just wait and see!"
After dropping that line, Jiang Long turned and left.
...
Outside Yanjing City, in a suburban villa.
In the villa’s courtyard, a middle-aged man sat on a chair with a gloomy face, drinking sullenly and sighing deeply from time to time, his grief seemingly profound.
At that moment, there was a knock on the villa door. Jiang Long, with a smiling face, entered the line of sight of the middle-aged man.
"Mister Ma, care to join me for a drink?"
The middle-aged man was slightly startled, not understanding why Jiang Long was there, but he was in need of company for his drinks, so he willingly opened the door.
"Mister Ma, seeing the look of sorrow on your face, I knew something must’ve gone wrong with your family’s business. Am I right?" As soon as Jiang Long stepped inside and took his seat, he didn’t waste any time and opened the conversation, "If I’m not wrong, it was Ye Ming who stole your livelihood."
The middle-aged man’s hand, holding the bottle, trembled slightly, as he looked at Jiang Long in surprise and asked, "Chairman Jiang, how did you come to know about our family’s affairs?"
"Why would the head of the Martial Artist Association take an interest in our medical beauty business?"
Jiang Long smacked his lips and said, "Honestly, I’ve also been troubled by something recently, and it comes from the same person as your troubles!"
"I’ve come here to offer help. Let’s join forces, you and I, and drown that bastard Ye Ming in the cesspool! What do you say?"
