Rustic Charm: The Doctor Immortal
Chapter 91: Is it your turn to speak?

Chapter 91: Chapter 91: Is it your turn to speak?

"Ah!!"

"It hurts so much!!"

Wang Yingjun doubled over in pain, veins bulging on his forehead, rolling back and forth on the ground, yelling, "I’m going to kill you, kill you!"

"Let’s go!"

Chen Dashan supported Zhao Jiayao and, with Zhang Xuewen, tried to leave. But before the three could exit the private room, a group of well-trained security guards in uniform with electric batons blocked them inside.

The lead security guard saw Wang Yingjun lying on the ground and quickly ran over: "President Wang, what happened to you?"

"President Wang, should we call an ambulance?"

Seeing Wang Yingjun’s pale face, drenched in cold sweat like bathing water, his legs trembling violently, and a blood-stained crotch emitting a strong smell of urine, the security guard frowned deeply.

Wang Yingjun pushed the guard away angrily, pointing at Chen Dashan and his companions: "Kill this bastard for me, no matter the cost. Whoever kills him gets a million-dollar bonus!"

"And those two bitches, catch them, and you can have your way with them daily!"

Great rewards spur brave men!

With red eyes, the security guards rushed forward with their batons toward Chen Dashan. One arm holding Zhao Jiayao, the other shielding Zhang Xuewen, Chen Dashan skillfully handled the situation.

The two women stared at the side of Chen Dashan’s face, feeling a warm rush in their hearts.

After several exchanges, the attacking guards were thrown to the ground, some upside down. They watched Chen Dashan cautiously as the second wave of attack was about to start when a commanding old voice yelled from the door: "Stop right now!"

Ready to counterattack, the guards turned their heads in unison.

A middle-aged man with graying hair, a square face, and an imposing presence approached quickly, followed by over twenty professional bodyguards in black suits.

Two strong young men lifted Wang Yingjun off the ground, his face pale, legs shaking.

When he saw the middle-aged man, he frowned slightly, showing a surprised expression.

Enduring the intense pain, he said to the man now standing before him, "Housekeeper Qin?"

He wasn’t sure because the last time he saw Qin Fu was at the Qin Family’s banquet last year. But this man’s demeanor and appearance matched Qin Fu from his memory.

Who was Qin Fu?

From one of the four major families in Furong Town, the chief housekeeper to Qin Hailong, the spokesperson for the Qin Family.

Qin Fu’s every move represented Qin Hailong’s opinions; he was someone whose mere footstep made the town tremble three times.

Upon hearing Wang Yingjun’s voice, Qin Fu glanced at him indifferently, seemingly not acknowledging his presence. He scanned the area, frowning: "What are you doing?"

The security guards exchanged confused looks, holding their weapons without understanding.

Wang Yingjun was about to speak.

Qin Fu’s gaze locked onto Chen Dashan in the crowd. His eyes flashed with a sharp glint as he took several steps forward and respectfully bowed to Chen Dashan: "Are you Mr. Chen, Chen Dashan?"

Everyone was stunned.

Zhang Xuewen and Zhao Jiayao were shocked by the sudden appearance of Qin Fu.

This man exuded a deep, sophisticated aura, his every gesture displaying an aristocratic demeanor. It was clear he wasn’t an ordinary person. How did Brother Dashan know such bigwigs?

Wang Yingjun was even more bewildered, feeling a bad premonition.

It seemed this guy knew Housekeeper Qin?

"Yes!"

Chen Dashan stood tall, looking at the smiling Qin Fu with a straight gaze, then continued, "If there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving now."

"Wait!"

"Wait!"

Wang Yingjun and Qin Fu spoke simultaneously.

Hearing Qin Fu’s voice, Wang Yingjun quietly lowered his raised hand, his eyes carefully observing Qin Fu.

Today, Chen Dashan had crippled him; he couldn’t let this guy leave so easily.

But for now, he didn’t know Qin Fu’s purpose.

"Mr. Chen, I’m here on behalf of Mr. Qin to thank you for the prescription you left to save Miss Qin. Secondly, as a request for you to visit our estate to treat Miss Qin again."

"Of course, the remuneration will be satisfactory. The Qin Family guarantees it!"

Qin Fu’s words were official and flawless.

Chen Dashan’s expression was indifferent, just as he had anticipated. Qin Hailong would certainly come seeking him, but he hadn’t expected they’d only send a housekeeper. Was Qin Hailong’s daughter’s life not worth more than his pride?

Chen Dashan smiled.

Qin Fu couldn’t decipher Chen Dashan’s thoughts and was about to speak.

Wang Yingjun suddenly interjected: "Housekeeper Qin, have you been fooled by this guy?"

Wang Yingjun’s eyes turned to Chen Dashan, furious at his mysterious demeanor, wanting to kill this arrogant guy.

Desperate, he exclaimed, "I know everything about this guy. He’s just a country bumpkin, a beggar who grows fruit in a rural village. You think he saved Miss Qin? There must be some misunderstanding!"

Qin Fu’s eyes narrowed, his gaze turning cold as he looked at Wang Yingjun.

"Hehe!"

Wang Yingjun felt a chill from Qin Fu’s glance, awkwardly forcing a laugh.

Qin Fu gritted his teeth: "Clap!" He slapped Wang Yingjun across the face, coldly saying, "Did I ask you to speak?"

"Is it your place to talk?"

This move scared Wang Yingjun’s security guards, who took several steps back. Watching Qin Fu hit Wang Yingjun like an animal, they realized how powerful he was!

Wang Yingjun clutched his slapped face, which stung intensely. He turned to look at Chen Dashan, his voice trembling, "No... It’s this guy, he..."

Before he could finish.

Qin Fu kicked Wang Yingjun in the abdomen.

"Bang!" With a loud thud, Wang Yingjun crashed against the door, wincing in pain, shaking all over—this was adding insult to injury.

Qin Fu looked down at Wang Yingjun like a dead dog and said, "If you don’t understand human language, let me teach you!"

"You’ve gone too far!"

In an instant, Wang Yingjun’s loyal followers stood up, wanting to rush forward.

Wang Yingjun, lying on the ground, grabbed them. He didn’t want to die; going against Qin Fu was suicide.

Qin Fu glanced at Chen Dashan, clapping his hands lightly, a sneering smile on his face, coldly announcing, "I am Housekeeper Qin of the Qin Family. Whoever wants to step up, the Qin Family will accompany you to the end!"

These words were powerful!

The professional bodyguards behind Qin Fu took a step forward, a black wall of intimidation, making Wang Yingjun’s men drop their weapons.

Qin Fu smiled.

This was to intimidate the ignorant and show Chen Dashan the Qin Family’s strength.

"Pardon me, Mr. Chen!"

Qin Fu respectfully bowed to Chen Dashan, kindly smiling.

Then, looking at Wang Yingjun on the ground, he said, "Earlier, were you causing trouble for Mr. Chen?"