City’s Best Divine Doctor
Chapter 379 - 379 0380 It's Not Time Yet

379: Chapter 0380: It’s Not Time Yet 379: Chapter 0380: It’s Not Time Yet After treating Butcher He, Ye Qiu had originally planned to visit the new house with his parents and sister, but Cai Yong called with an important matter to discuss.

So, Ye Qiu decided to head over to Cai Yong first.

Upon his arrival at Cai Yong’s place, Ye Qiu noticed that, with the support of five million for development, his subordinates seemed much more spirited now.

Compared to one or two months ago, Cai Yong’s territory had expanded significantly.

It was no longer just the area around No.

3 Middle School; a large part of Jiangbei was under his control.

Currently, in Jiangbei, the two largest forces included Cai Yong and the Motorcycle Gang led by the brothers Liu Dazhuang and Liu Dafei.

Just as Ye Qiu entered the snooker room, Cai Yong’s subordinates began to greet him: “Brother Qiu, you’ve arrived.”

In addition to the original subordinates, Cai Yong had also recruited over a hundred more.

These subordinates needed a considerable amount of money for their daily expenses; without the support of the five million, relying on protection fees collected from students wouldn’t have been nearly enough to sustain them.

When Ye Qiu reached the snooker room and picked up a cue, he looked at Cai Yong and said, “Let’s play a couple of rounds first.”

During their last game, Cai Yong had lost so badly that he was left without even his pants; he knew just how skilled Ye Qiu was at snooker.

Even when Ye Qiu was ‘going easy’, Cai Yong was no match for him as they started a round.

The gap between Cai Yong and Ye Qiu was too vast.

“Brother Qiu, if my snooker skills were as good as yours, I would have joined the competitions a long time ago.

Maybe I could have been the next ‘Little Ding’ master.”

“If you practice more when you have time, there’s still a chance,” Ye Qiu said.

However, in Ye Qiu’s view, ordinary people’s energy is limited.

Like with Cai Yong, if he focused on being a gang leader, he definitely could go far in that world.

If he devoted his time to snooker instead, maybe he could achieve something notable in that field as well.

But to succeed in both the underworld and snooker was certainly impossible.

“Brother Qiu, I was just joking.

At this age, there’s no chance for me.”

Now, Cai Yong was already in his thirties.

If he were still in his teens, he might have chosen the path of professional snooker competitions instead of the gang life – especially with Ye Qiu’s guidance, he could have progressed rapidly.

After finishing three rounds with Cai Yong, who quickly lost, Ye Qiu felt it wasn’t that interesting.

Ye Qiu put down his cue and followed Cai Yong into his office.

Inside, he washed his hands and then sat comfortably on the plush sofa.

Cai Yong handed a pack of soft Zhonghua cigarettes to Ye Qiu, who hadn’t smoked in a long time, only occasionally having a cigarette with Zhu Zhiming and Li Shen on the rooftop before the college entrance examination.

After lighting up a cigarette, Ye Qiu looked at Cai Yong and asked, “So, what’s the important matter you mentioned?”

“Brother Qiu, I think the gang is developing well, but we’re currently limited.

The only option is to go head-to-head with the Motorcycle Gang.

If we win, our gang will become the biggest in Jiangbei.

If we lose, it’s not that scary, we still have this area!”

Ye Qiu was already planning to buy a house in Jiangnan and naturally wanted to shift his focus there.

He might rarely return to Jiangbei in the future.

However, Cai Yong’s influence was limited to Jiangbei, which paled in comparison to Jiangnan in all respects.

Next to the prosperity of Jiangnan, Jiangbei was like a suburb on the outskirts of the city center.

Nevertheless, being able to establish a foothold in Jiangbei was still very good.

Moreover, Ye Qiu knew that these matters couldn’t be rushed.

Furthermore, he couldn’t get personally involved; he could only offer guidance from behind the scenes to support Cai Yong.

“Then you take on the Motorcycle Gang.

I’ll support you!” Ye Qiu said.

Upon hearing this, Cai Yong immediately felt relieved.

He knew that with Ye Qiu’s words, his heart was completely at ease.

“When you guys go blood-spilling with the Motorcycle Gang, as long as those brothers below still have a breath in them, I can save them all.

So, you don’t have to be afraid of meeting King Yanluo.

With me around, the lives of the brothers are in my hands.”

“Brother Qiu, I understand.

This time the Motorcycle Gang is definitely done for.”

Cai Yong said.

Now, what Cai Yong really feared was that during the blood-spilling brawl with the Motorcycle Gang, his subordinates might get injured or, even worse, become disabled or even die.

But since the lesson from Ye Qiu that time, Cai Yong knew that Ye Qiu’s medical skills were incredibly impressive, coupled with the fact that he knew about the times Ye Qiu treated those wealthy people.

One could only say that Ye Qiu’s medical skills were too mysterious.

However, as long as Ye Qiu was the one treating, he believed that those injured brothers would be all right.

After Ye Qiu and Cai Yong had agreed and set a time, they didn’t continue their conversation, and Cai Yong brought out a bottle of red wine to drink with Ye Qiu.

When it was time for lunch, in order to foster camaraderie among his subordinates, Ye Qiu personally invited them to have lunch at a street food stall.

After finishing lunch at the street food stall, Ye Qiu returned to the billiard room on the first floor to play pool with his subordinates, not expecting Ye Xue to call, informing him that Zhang Jing had personally come to ask him to treat Liang Shipeng.

This indicated that Liang Shipeng’s condition might be very serious.

After Ye Qiu hung up with Ye Xue, he didn’t pay it much attention, because everything was within his control.

Around five in the afternoon, Ye Qiu left Cai Yong’s place on his electric motorbike and headed back to the old neighborhood.

Arriving downstairs at the old apartment complex, he saw a BMW parked there, probably worth one or two million.

Ye Qiu didn’t know whose it was.

He rode his electric motorbike to the stairway entrance, then went upstairs.

When he was about to unlock his door, to his surprise, upon entering, he saw Ye Xue, Chen Fang, and, unexpectedly, Zhang Jing was there too.

However, it was as if Ye Qiu hadn’t seen Zhang Jing at all; he just greeted Chen Fang and Ye Xue before heading back to his own room.

Zhang Jing was about to say something when she was taken aback by Ye Qiu’s cold demeanor; it seemed that he really didn’t care about whether Liang Shipeng lived or died.

“Mrs.

Liang, Ye Qiu has just gotten back.

He might be a bit tired.

I’ll go talk to him.”

Zhang Jing had been here all afternoon, working on convincing Chen Fang and Ye Xue.

Chen Fang was a kind middle-aged woman—she was kind before and still was now.

Hearing Zhang Jing talk about her husband’s condition, Chen Fang felt it would be better to have Ye Qiu treat Liang Shipeng.

As for Ye Qiu rejecting to treat Zhang Wei before, both she and Ye Weidong were aware of it.

It was because Ye Qiu and Zhang Wei were mortal enemies.

Zhang Wei had even hired an assassin to kill him.

Chen Fang thought Ye Qiu’s refusal to save Zhang Wei was definitely normal.

But Ye Qiu had no grudge against Liang Shipeng, so he shouldn’t refuse to treat him just because of what was said.

Chen Fang pushed the door open and went inside, where Ye Qiu was about to sit down at the computer desk.

He didn’t want to go outside, obviously not wanting to face Zhang Jing.

“Mom, do you need something?”

“Mrs.

Liang has been here talking all afternoon.

It seems quite pitiful.

Why don’t you treat her husband?”

“Mom, you believe what she says?

She’s just deceiving you.”

“It shouldn’t be, right?

She’s a wealthy person, and I’m just an ordinary person.

Deceiving me would serve no purpose.”

Chen Fang said.

“But you are my mom!”

Ye Qiu said.

Chen Fang seemed still somewhat puzzled by these words, but Ye Qiu whispered to her, “Mom, don’t worry.

I will treat the rich man’s terminal illness, but the time hasn’t come yet.

So, don’t worry.”