Rural Doctor Enters the City: Whoever Touches My Wife, I’ll Take Them Down!
Chapter 667: Injuries!

Chapter 667: Chapter 667: Injuries!

Secretary Mao briefly mentioned the matter of the Bald Judge.

Zhou Yu narrowed her eyes and looked at Yan Zhengquan.

"The Bald Judge, did you bring him here?"

Yan Zhengquan quickly shook his head.

"I... I don’t know."

"This matter was arranged by the Family Head."

"When my son asked me for help, I called the Family Head, and he said he would solve Miss Zhang’s issue..."

"The Family Head didn’t say how he would solve it, just that by the time I got here, Zhang Zheng would definitely make Zhang Jingjing leave."

"Beyond that, I really don’t know anything."

Zhou Yu sensed that Yan Zhengquan was not lying.

He probably didn’t know either.

Thus, Zhou Yu didn’t ask any more, narrowing his eyes as he looked at Yan Zhengquan.

"Where is the money?"

"I will transfer it to you right away."

"By the way, what’s your account?"

Zhou Yu turned to look at Mi Lan.

"Mi Lan, give him your account details!"

"What??" Mi Lan was utterly confused.

"Mine?"

Zhou Yu smiled and said:

"Yes."

"The Yan Family has offended you, consider this compensation for your emotional distress."

"This... isn’t appropriate."

Mi Lan quickly gestured with her hands.

"Just listen to me on this," Zhou Yu said seriously as he looked into Mi Lan’s eyes.

Feeling helpless, Mi Lan could only give her account details to Yan Zhengquan.

In less than five minutes, Mi Lan received a notification of the deposit.

As she looked at the long string of zeros, her heart nearly leaped out of her mouth.

She had never seen so much money in her life.

Fifty billion.

What an amount.

Enough money for a lifetime, not to spend.

No, make that ten lifetimes.

After the transfer, Yan Zhengquan cautiously looked at Zhou Yu.

"Mr. Zhou, may I... leave now?"

Zhou Yu said indifferently:

"Get lost."

Relieved by his words, Yan Zhengquan was about to leave.

"Hold on."

Yan Zhengquan’s steps halted, his expression turning ugly.

"Mr. Zhou, You wouldn’t be going back on your word, would you?"

Zhou Yu said in a chilling tone:

"Deliver a message to your Family Head, the matter regarding Huan Yu Corporation is not settled."

"If the Yan Family doesn’t give me an explanation, don’t blame me for showing up in person to wipe out your Yan Family."

Yan Zhengquan’s expression changed, a flash of anger in his eyes.

However, he did not show it, merely lowering his head as he spoke.

"I will definitely convey Mr. Zhou’s words."

After speaking, he turned and quickly left.

After Yan Zhengquan had left, Zhou Yu pointed at a person on the ground.

"Secretary Mao, what do you think should be done with this person?"

When Secretary Mao came in, he saw many people lying on the ground, but he hadn’t looked closely as his entire attention was on Yan Zhengquan and his son.

Now, following the direction of Zhou Yu’s finger, he suddenly changed expression.

He exclaimed in shock:

"Is this... Qu Yaowu?"

"What... what happened to him?"

"I disabled him!"

"What???" Secretary Mao was stunned.

Zhou Yu then recounted the incident to Secretary Mao.

Just then, Chen Feihu also returned with the surveillance footage that had been retrieved.

"Mr. Zhou, the surveillance footage has been retrieved; it’s all here," he said.

"Yan Kaining was taken away by his father," someone reported.

Zhou Yu nodded, then handed the surveillance video to Secretary Mao.

"Here is the surveillance video of the incident," he said.

Only then did Secretary Mao come to from his shock; he hurriedly took the video.

"Good, with this, everything will be easier to handle," he said.

"I will report this matter to the governor as soon as I get back," he added.

"If you are not busy, please make haste to see Uncle Liu," he suggested.

Zhou Yu glanced at Mi Zongqiang who had been scared stiff; he had intended to completely settle the Mi Family’s matters today.

However, saving lives was a priority of utmost urgency.

Zhou Yu could only put Mi Zongqiang aside for the moment.

He looked at Chen Feihu.

"Mi Zongqiang, I’m leaving him to you. Watch him, interrogate him thoroughly about the Mi Family’s current situation, and I’ll find you after I’m finished," he instructed.

Chen Feihu was filled with excitement and eagerness; his opportunity had come.

He immediately puffed out his chest and promised:

"Mr. Zhou, rest assured, I guarantee to handle it well," he declared.

Zhou Yu nodded and then turned to Secretary Mao.

"Let’s go then," he suggested.

He took Mi Lan, following Yan Zhengquan to Zhang Zheng’s home.

Upon seeing the condition of Zhang Zheng’s home at that moment, even Zhou Yu showed a shocked expression.

One corner of Zhang Zheng’s villa had completely collapsed.

The collapsed area was exactly Zhang Zheng’s study, which was now completely reduced to rubble.

Zhang Jingjing was sitting with Zhang Zheng in the courtyard.

Next to them, Uncle Liu was half-lying in a chair, his one leg was broken, and several of his meridians were severed, presenting a dire condition.

For a Martial Artist of the Saint Realm level, damage to the body and injuries to the meridians were the most difficult to heal, especially for a Body Refinement Martial Artist.

Uncle Liu knew his body’s condition all too well.

Like this, he feared he would no longer have the chance to cultivate in the future; even if he could be healed, his strength would likely not exceed fifty percent of his former self.

Seeing Zhou Yu arrive, Uncle Liu slowly opened his eyes, showing a hint of helplessness and desolation.

Zhang Zheng’s face was very somber.

"Xiaoyu, I’m sorry, I couldn’t handle the Wanhua Tower side, I could only call Jingjing back. Are you alright?" he inquired.

Zhou Yu shook his head:

"I’m fine," he replied.

Zhang Zheng could not bother with pleasantries anymore.

"Xiaoyu, please take a look at Uncle Liu," he urged.

Zhou Yu approached Uncle Liu, who painfully moved his body, then said in a bitter tone:

"Mr. Zhou, I’m well aware of my condition. This life is as it is; don’t trouble yourself over me,"

Zhou Yu shook his head:

"Uncle Liu, don’t lose heart just yet; let me take a look first,"

Having said that, he reached out and took Uncle Liu’s pulse.

After checking, indeed, it was as he had previously assessed.

The biggest injury was several broken meridians inside his body.

Next, his right leg was broken.

However, the person who had inflicted the injuries seemed to be issuing a warning and had not completely ruined his cultivation; hence there was still a chance for a full recovery.

Zhang Zheng, unusually nervous, asked:

"Xiaoyu, how is Uncle Liu?"

Zhou Yu smiled:

"It’s a fortunate misfortune, Uncle Liu’s injuries are severe but they are not complicated,"

"As long as we can mix some Spiritual Medicine, he can be completely healed without any side effects and it will not affect his martial arts cultivation,"

Uncle Liu’s previously dull eyes suddenly lit up.

"Mr. Zhou, what you said...is it true?"

"Of course,"

Zhou Yu smiled.

"I will need some Spiritual Medicine, Seven-Colored Heart-connecting Grass, Serpent Mangosteen..."

Zhou Yu listed seven types of spiritual medicines in one breath.

Zhang Zheng immediately said:

"I will arrange for someone to look for them right away; Xiaoyu, just wait..."