“What’s their deal?”
Ignoring his brother’s in-laws, Wan Yunting pointed at Zhou Fengnian and his disciples, who were subdued and kneeling on the ground with their hands clasped behind their heads, and asked curiously about their situation.
“Yesterday’s incident with Wei Quan was all due to this Zhou Fengnian!”
Yesterday, Wen Yongzhi had learned from Wei Quan about the hidden matters behind Wan Yunting’s acquisition of his medical license.
So that was it!
After Wen Yongzhi’s explanation, Wan Yunting realized that Wei Quan had been making things difficult for him at Zhou Fengnian’s behest!
“Dr. Wan, please rest assured, I will severely punish them,” Wen Yongzhi said righteously.
He had also investigated why Ma Zhendong had personally accompanied Wan Yunting to obtain his medical license yesterday. It was because he had saved Ma Jianguo’s life!
It was known that Ma Jianguo had been the top official in Hua Du’s political circles back then. Although he was retired now, he still held significant power and connections.
Therefore, Wen Yongzhi was very envious of Wan Yunting’s ability to connect with the influential figure, Old Master Ma, which was why his attitude was so enthusiastic.
Soon, the police from the nearby police station arrived and took Zhou Fengnian and his disciples away in handcuffs.
Wen Yongzhi exchanged pleasantries with Wan Yunting and left, not forgetting to exchange WeChat and phone numbers before departing.
“Third Brother, how do you know Minister Wen?”
Wan Dongming, who had been too afraid to speak, finally dared to ask Wan Yunting after Wen Yongzhi left.
Wang Anrong and Zheng Peihui, also standing by silently, dared not speak. At this moment, their gaze towards Wan Yunting was filled with complexity.
From the words of the richest man Kang Hongwen’s secretary at his second daughter’s birthday party that night, to the head of the health administrative department personally coming to deliver his medical license, these unusual occurrences revealed Wan Yunting’s mystery and extraordinary nature.
Seeing his second brother’s in-laws looking attentive, Wan Yunting smiled and said, “Second Brother, let me treat Second Sister-in-law first.”
“Okay, we’ll talk later.”
With that, the two brothers pushed Wang Chulin back into the ward.
Zheng Peihui and Wang Anrong exchanged glances and followed silently. When they saw Wan Yunting taking his daughter Wang Chulin’s pulse, they no longer dared to question his medical skills.
However, the arrogant Zheng Peihui did not lower her head easily just because Wan Yunting knew Minister Wen.
Instead, Wang Anrong, with his short-sightedness, stepped forward and asked, “How is Chulin’s condition?”
Wan Yunting ignored him and nodded to his second brother, saying, “Although Second Sister-in-law is fine now, her body is very weak. It will take some time to fully recover.”
“Then…”
“Does Third Brother have a way?”
Wang Anrong was about to speak, but was interrupted by Wan Dongming.
“Acupuncture, along with medication, will take three days for her to be discharged,” Wan Yunting nodded.
Seeing his brothers conversing without acknowledging him, Wang Anrong felt extremely uncomfortable.
“Don’t talk big.”
Zheng Peihui glanced at Wan Yunting and sneered, “Even if Zhou Fengnian is an incompetent doctor, you’re not much better!”
Wan Yunting turned to look at her and asked, “Do you want me to invite Dean Jiang from the Southern Traditional Chinese Medicine department to examine Second Sister-in-law?”
“Sure.”
Zheng Peihui knew he was working as a cleaner at the Southern Hospital and said with a cold laugh, “I’ve heard of Dean Jiang. He’s the director at our Hua Du University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. If you can invite him over, we’ll let you treat Chulin’s illness.”
However, they had no idea that Wan Yunting had already transferred to the Traditional Chinese Medicine department.
Without a word, Wan Yunting took out his phone and called Jiang Yichun, asking him to bring his acupuncture needles.
Twenty minutes later, Jiang Yichun, dressed in a Tang suit, entered the ward carrying a medical box, stunning Wang Anrong and Zheng Peihui on the spot.
It was indeed Jiang Yichun, the dean of the Southern Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine!
“Little Wan, what’s the illness that requires this old man to be summoned? If you can’t treat the patient, I’ll be even more helpless.”
Seeing Jiang Yichun call him “Little Wan” with such intimacy, even more so than to a grandson, completely stunned Zheng Peihui and Wang Anrong.
Wan Dongming also hadn’t expected his third brother to have such a good relationship with Dean Jiang of the Traditional Chinese Medicine department.
“Dean Jiang, you flatter me. This is my Second Sister-in-law, please take a look.”
This time, Wan Yunting completely ignored Zheng Peihui and Wang Anrong. If Wang Chulin weren’t his second brother’s wife, he wouldn’t have paid them any attention.
With Dean Jiang present, Zheng Peihui and Wang Anrong naturally did not dare to question anything further.
Soon, Wan Yunting and Jiang Yichun finalized the treatment plan for Wang Chulin, starting with acupuncture and then supplementing with herbal medicine.
Under Wan Yunting’s acupuncture, Wang Chulin soon woke up, much to Wan Dongming’s delight.
Wang Anrong and Zheng Peihui also breathed a sigh of relief. Although they didn’t think highly of this rapist, they had to admit that his medical skills were indeed better than Zhou Fengnian’s…
“Second Brother, just follow this prescription to get the medicine. One dose a day, twice a day, morning and evening. Remember to boil the medicine for enough time; ten minutes extra is fine,” Wan Yunting wrote out a prescription, handed it to Wan Dongming, and earnestly instructed him to boil the medicine for the proper duration.
“Okay, I understand.”
Wan Dongming nodded, taking the prescription, not daring to be careless.
Seeing that his second sister-in-law had fallen asleep and was out of immediate danger, Wan Yunting said, “Then Dean Jiang and I will be leaving. Call me anytime if there are any issues.”
“Third Brother, Dean Jiang, I’ll see you out.”
Wan Dongming then escorted Wan Yunting and Jiang Yichun away, completely ignoring Wang Anrong and Zheng Peihui, who were sitting there.
“So he knows a few people and thinks he’s a big shot now,” Zheng Peihui said with her arms crossed, scoffing dismissively.
However, Wang Anrong thought differently. He was now hatching a plan.
After seeing Wan Yunting and Jiang Yichun off, Wan Dongming saw his in-laws sitting in the living room and said with a blank expression, “Dad, you take care of Chulin for me. I’ll go get the medicine and come back to make it for you.”
“Hmph.”
Zheng Peihui snorted, but Wan Dongming ignored her and turned to leave. Wang Anrong stood up and called out, “Dongming, I have something to talk to you about.”
Wan Dongming frowned and stopped in the hallway, looking at his father-in-law who had come out. Wang Anrong sighed, “Dongming, your mother is just like that. You know you’ve been wronged, but don’t take it to heart. Just be more tolerant of her.”
Tolerant? Tolerate her ass… Wan Dongming thought to himself.
“It hasn’t been easy for you in our Wang family. I’ve seen how you’ve taken care of Chulin meticulously all these years,” Wang Anrong said with a sigh, patting Wan Dongming on the shoulder. “You’ve been a manager in the human resources department at our company for three years. How about this, tomorrow I’ll appoint you as the marketing manager. What do you think?”
Wan Dongming frowned. He knew his father-in-law was a smiling tiger. Not only did he not blame him, but he was also promoting him, which was very unusual!
“Alas, Dongming, you also know that your dad only has two daughters. The entire Wang family’s business will naturally fall to Chulin and you in the future. Your dad kept you in the human resources department for so long because he wanted to see if you could remain patient,” Wang Anrong said with great tact, almost making Wan Dongming believe he was telling the truth.
“Our company recently has a loan business with Ziqiang Financial Group. You’ll take up your post tomorrow and sign this loan. Our company desperately needs funds for turnover right now,” Wang Anrong said with a smile. “I believe you can complete the task.”
Wan Dongming also knew about this matter. It was because at the birthday party that night, Wang Anrong had already finalized the deal with Shen Ziqiang, the chairman of Ziqiang Financial Group, and only the signing was left.
Wang Anrong letting him handle it was merely to give Wan Dongming a sweet reward, to make him believe him, and he wasn’t afraid of the deal falling through.
After all, he had already made arrangements with Ziqiang Financial Group.
“Dad, I understand. I’ll go get the medicine first.”
Wan Dongming said no more. No matter what Wang Anrong said now, he no longer believed him.
Because other than his wife Wang Chulin, he was thoroughly disappointed with everyone else in the Wang family…