The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 558 - 558 529 The Finale

558: Chapter 529: The Finale 558: Chapter 529: The Finale “But I don’t want to give up any chance,” Gao Ran said resolutely to Liu Hun.

“Tell me, what grudge do you have against him?” Liu Hun asked Gao Ran.

He didn’t want to give up on this female special forces soldier; she was the best candidate to protect Shi Qing’er.

As their enterprise continued to grow, they were bound to make more enemies, and people like Shi Qing’er would need more protection.

Biting her cheek furiously, which had already bulged out, Gao Ran took a while to stabilize her emotions before saying, “He framed my father, deceived my sister of everything, leading her to commit suicide, and finally caused my mother’s death in a car accident.

It’s all thanks to him.

I barely survived, only to live a life that’s neither human nor ghost.”

“I truly understand your feelings but…

I don’t want this to happen a second time,” Liu Hun said seriously to Gao Ran.

Gao Ran’s eyes shifted several times before she finally spoke, “I…

I can’t give up on revenge.”

“Foolish!” Liu Hun said coldly to Gao Ran, “Do you really think you can take revenge on your own?

He’s now laundering money for high-ranking military officials, has vast connections and strength, and is one of the top tycoons in the business world.

Do you think you can even get close to him?”

“No matter what, I will not give up,” Gao Ran said firmly to Liu Hun, her tone leaving no room for doubt.

“No one is asking you to give up, just don’t want you to be foolish again!

If you die, your family’s blood feud will remain unavenged forever!

That’s not the outcome you want to see, is it?” Liu Hun asked Gao Ran.

Gao Ran nodded silently.

“So, what you need to do now is wait!” Liu Hun continued.

“Wait for what?” Gao Ran didn’t understand; revenge was on her mind all the time.

Liu Hun let out a heavy breath and said, “The only ones who can sit face to face with him besides his accomplices are opponents of his caliber.

You have to wait!

Wait until I have enough power and capital to face him!

I promise you that I will let you kill him yourself!”

Gao Ran’s expression was tense, her complexion darkening and lightening.

She knew better than anyone that her current chances of avenging her family, like a blind cat running into a dead mouse, were almost zero.

She didn’t even have a chance to meet the architects of her family’s destruction.

“Why…

why do you want to help me?” Gao Ran asked, looking at Liu Hun.

Taking a deep breath, Liu Hun spoke with utter sincerity to Gao Ran, “Because I will inevitably reach that height, I have to clear all the obstacles in my way.

Not just for you, but for myself as well.” After saying this, Liu Hun stood up and added, “Adjust your mood, go back to the apartment.

Qing’er and the others still need you.”

After leaving the villa, Liu Hun got into the car, still thinking about Jin Zhu’s words when she left him.

“Even though that man has never had my body or heart, and you have, I still…

can only belong to him…

I will wait for you until you reach that height.”

“Dadada” Liu Hun lit a cigarette for himself, knowing that in a month, Jin Zhu would once again become a nun, and that man, who had had no chance before, would not be able to do anything now.

But he couldn’t accept this nominal possession.

He had to speed up the expansion; he had to win more!

Liu Hun thought as he stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray and slammed down on the accelerator.

At the entrance of Yong’ai Private Hospital, Liu Hun’s car had just stopped when Zhong Xiao came over and opened the car door.

“How is it?” Liu Hun asked Zhong Xiao.

“Xia Huai has been admitted to the ward, with Lawyer Jin and several mental health authorities present, including Su Muqing,” Zhong Xiao said as he let Liu Hun out.

Yong’ai Private Hospital was not large, with just two low-rise buildings, mainly for convalescent services, with many private major illnesses treated by invited experts.

Zhong Xiao led Liu Hun into the VIP ward, where Su Muqing sat by the bed, tightly holding Xia Huai’s hand.

Xia Huai, on the other hand, stared stupidly at the floor with a silly smile, while around them three doctors in white coats murmured to each other.

“Mr.

Liu, everything is taken care of,” Jin Zhu told Liu Hun, “It cost quite a bit.”

Liu Hun nodded; any investment in Xia Huai was worth it at this point, “No problem, give me an itemized bill tomorrow, and I will settle with you.”

Jin Zhu nodded and said, “Mr.

Liu, since Xia Huai is hospitalized outside of prison, his movements are restricted to this hospital only.

This is Director Xiao Changgui.”

The director in a white coat came over to shake hands with Liu Hun and said, “Hello, Mr.

Liu, I am Xiao Changgui, the director and chairman of this hospital.”

“Hello, Director Xiao, how is the patient’s condition?” Liu Hun asked Xiao Changgui.

As soon as Liu Hun inquired about Xia Huai’s condition, Su Muqing immediately walked over, listening anxiously.

“Mr.

Liu, these two are internationally renowned authorities in psychiatry, brought in by Lawyer Jin,” Xiao Changgui introduced the two mental health experts to Liu Hun.

The experts explained the current condition of Xia Huai, who had suffered serious mental trauma in prison and was quite unstable, with a very slim chance of recovery.

“Thank you both,” Liu Hun said as he ushered the experts out.

“Mr.

Liu, I have something to say,” Xiao Changgui addressed Liu Hun.

Liu Hun nodded, “Director Xiao, you can speak your mind.”

Xiao Changgui glanced at Xia Huai and said, “Mr.

Liu, as you know, we are a private hospital focused on recuperation services.

Many people are drawn here by the pleasant environment, and now you…

bringing in a…

criminal…”

“What do you mean?

What criminal!

Aren’t you a doctor?

Isn’t it your responsibility to save lives and heal the wounded?

Since this is your attitude, I think there’s no need for us to stay any longer,” Su Muqing said to Xiao Changgui, her emotions running high.

Xiao Changgui was not particularly influenced by Su Muqing and said, “Otherwise, Mr.

Liu wouldn’t have helped resolve a troublesome patient, and I would have never agreed to admit him!

Hmph!

Since you’re so capable, why don’t you try finding a private hospital that will admit a mentally ill inmate?”

Su Muqing was trembling with anger.

She knew Xia Huai’s condition required not complex treatment but a restorative environment.

Public hospitals would definitely not accept someone like him as he would be consuming public medical resources, and if private hospitals refused to admit him as well, he would have to return to prison.

“Director Xiao, how much has been invested in your hospital?” Liu Hun asked Xiao Changgui.

“Twenty million, Mr.

Liu.

Why do you ask?” Xiao Changgui inquired.

Without answering, Liu Hun pulled out a checkbook and said to Xiao Changgui, “I’ll pay two billion.

I am taking over this hospital.

You can continue as director with a generous salary, of course.

Any impact from admitting Xia Huai will be my responsibility.

What do you say?”

“Two…

two billion?

You’re not joking, are you, Mr.

Liu?” Xiao Changgui couldn’t believe his ears.

The offer was impossible to refuse.

At his age, to easily continue as director while pocketing two billion and being able to leave anytime without worrying about performance…

Liu Hun quickly wrote the check and handed it over to Xiao Changgui, saying, “It can be cashed at any time.

Rest assured, Director Xiao, under my ownership, I will continue to increase investment and expand its services, ensuring your efforts don’t go to waste.”

“Well…

Okay then,” Xiao Changgui agreed, unable to utter a “no” as he stared at the figures on the check.

“Lawyer Jin, please assist Director Xiao with the handover procedures,” Liu Hun instructed Jin Zhu.

After Jin Zhu and Xiao Changgui had left, Liu Hun turned to Su Muqing and said, “Ms.

Su, don’t you have something to say?”

“Thank…

Thank you,” Su Muqing managed to say after looking at Liu Hun a few times.

“Ms.

Su, now that Xia Huai is out and I have bought the hospital, I will ensure he gets the best treatment.

Also, given that your visitation time is limited while he is undergoing medical parole, I hope you’ll focus on our collaboration.

What do you say?” Liu Hun told Su Muqing.

“I will.

Right now, I just want to spend more time with Huai’er,” Su Muqing nodded slowly.

“Good!” Liu Hun said as he pulled out a photograph from his bag and handed it to Su Muqing, “Wear this to the penthouse suite at the Emperor Hotel tonight.

I’ll be waiting for you there.

Of course, you may choose not to come.” After speaking, Liu Hun turned and left the hospital room.

Su Muqing’s face turned red as she looked at the photograph, her chest heaving violently and her lips trembling palely.

Suddenly, she snatched the photograph, grabbed her bag, and hurried into the restroom.

Xia Huai, lying on the bed and daydreaming, suddenly heard moans but didn’t understand what was happening or even what the sounds meant.

As night fell, the city’s nightlife seemed to transform completely; the young men and women began to stir, making the initially peaceful night tense and restless.

“Clack!” The taxi door shut.

“Where to…” the driver began to ask, but upon catching sight of the woman in the rearview mirror, his voice turned hoarse with a tremor.

“Emperor Hotel,” the woman said, her voice low.

The driver pressed the accelerator toward the Emperor Hotel, unable to stop glancing in the rearview mirror at the woman in the back seat, finding it hard to believe that someone would go out dressed like that.

Fifteen-centimeter red high heels, a bodysuit that clung to every curve of her body, revealing so much that it was dizzying to watch her move, and curly, long hair partially covering her face, wearing sunglasses clearly intending to avoid recognition.

“Squeak!” Unwilling as he was, the driver still had to brake when they arrived.

“Take this, keep the change,” the woman handed the driver a hundred yuan bill, hurried out of the taxi, and walked toward the hotel.

“Damn harlot!” the driver thought with itchiness in his heart.

“Forget this!

Forget it!” the driver excitedly unzipped his pants, beginning to release his frustration in the car.

Click-clack, click-clack…

The woman walked into the hotel lobby, her ample bosom bouncing rhythmically, drawing all eyes as she approached the reception.

“Miss…

Good evening, how may I…” the receptionist was taken aback by the boldness of the woman and the bountiful display before her.