The Supreme Wild Young Master
Chapter 41 Let People Promote It_1

Chapter 41: Chapter 41 Let People Promote It_1

Zhang Xian saw Zheng Youhua approaching and nodded with a smile, saying nothing.

Even facing the city police director, he remained as nonchalant as ever, without the slightest hint of apprehension.

"What are you all gawking at? Aren’t you going to release him immediately?" Zheng Youhua snapped at Wu Dalong and the others. "Is this how you serve the people as police officers?"

Wu Dalong and the others trembled and quickly unlocked the handcuffs from Zhang Xian, smiling awkwardly.

"Young man, are...are you alright?"

"Were you injured? We really mistook you for a bad guy. We apologize—we misspoke."

"Right, right. We really didn’t know what was going on. When we get back to the office and figure out what happened, we won’t give you a hard time."

Zhang Xian saw how fast Wu Dalong and the others changed their attitude and didn’t bother to respond.

These guys really have some thick skin. They were so arrogant before, and now they say they don’t know what happened.

"Humph..." Zheng Youhua snorted coldly and said in a deep voice, "As police officers, you have been colluding with the powerful for personal interest. When we get back, I’ll ask your director how he runs things."

The faces of Wu Dalong and the others turned pale, and they almost fell to the ground.

They hurried over here, thinking they could benefit. But not only did they not get any advantage, they even jeopardized their jobs.

"Director Zheng, thank you for your help. I have something to attend to, so I’ll take my leave now." Zhang Xian didn’t want to stay any longer. He gave Zheng Youhua a smile, took Zhu Qing by the hand, and headed towards the broken Jialing car.

Zheng Youhua didn’t know Zhang Xian’s identity. After receiving a call from the municipal party committee secretary, he abandoned all his work and rushed over without a word.

At this moment, seeing Zhang Xian riding on an old Jialing, he felt like banging his head against the wall. Didn’t the secretary say Zhang Xian was a talented young doctor? How is he doing so poorly?

Xu Song, Xu Li, and Qin Zhaoming felt bitter. A seemingly insignificant guy actually has a great power behind him. Without such power, Zheng Youhua wouldn’t dare to offend the mayor.

"Hey, what just happened?" Zhu Qing, sitting in the broken Jialing, asking curiously.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Xian asked with a smile.

"How do you know Director Zheng? Why did he especially come to help you?"

"I don’t know him. I just made a call to a certain person. That old guy must have an important status."

"Which old man? Can you be more specific?" Zhu Qing asked.

"Didn’t I save an old man at a cold drink shop last time? When he was leaving, another old man gave me a contact number and told me to call him if I ever got into trouble." Zhang Xian said, "Well, I got into trouble today. Abiding by the principle of keeping a low profile, I didn’t take action myself but called him. Huh, who would’ve thought that old guy really pulled some strings."

"So it was those two elderly gentlemen." Zhu Qing was stunned, then said, "I would have never expected that those two could actually bring in the director of the city police department."

"Being so slow-witted, of course you couldn’t have thought of it." Zhang Xian laughed, "I already saw that those two old guys were not ordinary."

"You..." Zhu Qing pinched Zhang Xian’s waist hard, angrily saying, "You just love boasting, you’re just a lucky fool, what’s there to be proud of?"

"Huh! I’m competent. What do you mean by a lucky fool?" Zhang Xian smirked, "Would I have made the call today if I hadn’t seen the identities of those two old guys?"

"You’re just a lucky fool, narcissistic much."

"Are you calling yourself a fool?"

"You’re the fool, your whole family is full of fools. I’m so angry..."

...

In a bar on the second floor in Tiandu City,

A middle-aged man in a Taoist robe was sitting on a sofa, asking the young man across from him, "Youcai, how is the investigation I asked you to conduct?"

"Master Shui, I have found out the details." Guo Youcai defers slightly, respectfully saying, "That little thief is just a doctor at a small clinic who knows a bit about healing people."

"He’s a nobody. How could he possibly break my evil spell? Could it be luck?" the Taoist Shui wondered.

"Surely it’s just luck," Guo Youcai figured. "Master Shui, your abilities are beyond the reach of such a clown. He’s not even worthy of polishing your shoes."

Master Shui nodded, contented with Guo Youcai’s flattery. If it hadn’t been for the inexplicably destroyed evil seal, he wouldn’t bother to check on a small fry who doesn’t concern him at all.

After being immersed in Maoshan Taoist Art for decades, he had complete confidence in his abilities.

"Master Shui, what should we do next?" Guo Youcai asked.

"Let’s do this! Whether that youngster was lucky or not, I still want to pay a visit with you, under the pretext of treating Shen Jialin," said Taoist Shui.

"Same old trick?" Guo Youcai asked.

"Yes, seal another evil spirit to lure that youngster out, then find an excuse to eliminate him," Taoist Shui stood up and said.

"Okay, let’s first cast an evil spirit into Shen Jialin to lure that guy over, and then we will go under the pretext of saving her to get rid of the guy." Guo Youcai grinned maliciously. "Just a small fry, daring to challenge your authority, Master Shui. Isn’t this like hitting a rock with an egg, completely ignorant of his fate? As long as you make a move, getting rid of him will be as easy as child’s play."

"Haha..." Hearing this, Taoist Shui burst into laughter, immensely pleased.

...

In a villa, in the living room.

Mo Shaoyun sits anxiously on the sofa, massaging her temples incessantly to alleviate her vexation.

Xiao Nan was fiddling with her notebook, then said: "Shaoyun, the situation in Yanjing is getting serious, the rumors are escalating beyond limits."

"What are they saying?" Mo Shaoyun continued massaging her temples.

"Isn’t it all about Zhang Xian? If there wasn’t Mosaic, Zhu Qing and the others would definitely be famous."

"I can’t be bothered with that right now." Mo Shaoyun replied, headache-ridden: "Currently, my biggest concern is what it’s going to take to persuade Zhang Xian to return with me. If he doesn’t consent, everything else is insignificant."

"Do you have any strategies? If this goes on, the situation will be very unfavorable for you."

Mo Shaoyun smiled mysteriously but did not respond. She got up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, then, she looked up at the distant sky, deep in thought.

...

When Zhang Xian and Zhu Qing returned to the clinic, it was not yet three in the afternoon.

As usual, the clinic was quiet, inactive. Zhu Wen sat at his desk, idly watching TV and humming from time to time.

Before, he was irate whenever the clinic had no business. Now, he was apprehensive about the possible upcoming workload.

Engrossed by the TV, he was surprised to see Zhu Qing and Zhang Xian walk in and asked perplexedly: "Qingqing, weren’t you supposed to attend Xiaoya’s birthday party today? Why are you back this early?"

"Ah, something happened midway, so we returned." Zhu Qing replied gloomily.

The birthday party was ruined by that Tan Xiaofu, which frustrated her. She was also worried about potential retaliation towards Zhang Xian from Tan.

"What happened?" Zhu Wen inquired.

"Don’t worry, it was nothing." Zhang Xian reassured Zhu Wen with a smile: "Wasn’t I there?"

"True indeed." Zhu Wen nodded, opting not to pry further.

In his mind, with an extraordinary individual like Zhang Xian around, nothing could go wrong. He found reassurance knowing Zhu Qing was accompanied by Zhang Xian.

"Doctor Zhu, Doctor Zhu..."

Suddenly, a limping figure waltzed in, "You are here! Hurry up and check me. Damn, today is really an unlucky day for me, even just riding a motorcycle could lead me to fall onto the street."

"You fell?" Zhu Wen got up and walked to the middle-aged man, revealing a small pit on his knee.

"Yes! There was a heap of sand when I was turning, wasn’t aware of it and ended up skidding and falling on the ground. It nearly scared me to death." The middle-aged man grumbled.

"Any other wounds?" After inspecting the middle-aged man, Zhu Wen asked.

"Yes, there is also a large scrape on my hand. It was a nasty fall." The middle-aged man lifted his left hand, revealing a large abrasion on his inner arm.

"No worries, just a small issue." Zhu Wen chuckled, "You sit first, I’ll disinfect it for you."

"No need, just apply the medicine directly." Zhang Xian reminded.

"No need for disinfectant?" Zhu Wen was astonished.

"Hmm, as long as nothing remains inside the wound, no cleansing is required." Zhang Xian nodded: "Examine the wound for any foreign objects like sand, if there be any, just wash it with water."

Zhu Wen didn’t question him further, brought a basin of water from inside, and quickly helped the middle-aged man clean his wound.

After that, he looked at the middle-aged man with a smile and said: "Guo Zhong, I have a new type of medicine here, it can help you recover in just three days without leaving a scar, do you want it?"

"What new medicine?" Guo Zhong asked in surprise: "Really can recover in three days?"

"Definitely can, it has been used by people before." Zhu Wen nodded, "This medicine is a bit expensive, for a wound like yours, the minimum price for that medicine would be ten thousand yuan. But that medicine is a new product which has just recently been introduced. I use it on you now, if you think it’s good and convenient, you can promote it for me. This once, I treat it as a reward for your promotion."

"There is such a magical medicine?" Guo Zhong widened his eyes.

"Of course, otherwise, how would it be so pricey! As for your wound, once my medicine is applied, it will grow new skin in a day, scab in two days, and fully recover in three days, leaving no trace."

"Alright, quick, apply some medicine for me, it’s hurting!" Guo Zhong nodded continuously.

Zhu Wen grinned, took out the antiseptic medicine and applied it on Guo Zhong’s wound.

Shortly after, Guo Zhong exclaimed in astonishment: "My heavens! Doctor Zhu, your medicine is indeed magical! In such a short while, my leg is no longer hurting."

"My medicine is indeed good." Zhu Wen happily affirmed: "Please promote it for the convenience of others. Particularly to young girls who are afraid of scars, they could apply the medicine here."

"Sure, I will definitely promote it for you." After nodding, Guo Zhong asked: "Doctor Zhu, how much does this cost? Although you mentioned it’s free, I would feel bad."

"It’s alright, this time, consider it as a payment for your promotion." Zhu Wen brushed it off: "As long as you promote it well and can popularize my medicine, it would be the best reward for me."