A sudden voice made Lian Wenxin and Zheng Hairong pause, both turning their heads.
"Director Chen!" Zheng Hairong quickly greeted.
The speaker was none other than Chen Fan, who had just returned from the Third Hospital.
"Chen, Chen Fan?! You, how did you get back so quickly?" Lian Wenxin looked at Chen Fan with disbelief, his eyes wide open.
"What? Vice President Lian seems to not want me back," Chen Fan retorted.
Lian Wenxin immediately waved his hands in panic, "No, no, no, how could I not want Director Chen back? Director Chen is the pillar of our hospital. I just thought you'd need a long time to assist with the surgery at the Third Hospital, and didn't expect you to return so soon."
Then, Lian Wenxin's eyes darted around, and he couldn't help but ask again, "Director Chen, was your surgery successful this time?"
Chen Fan calmly asked, "Does Vice President Lian wish it was successful, or not successful?"
"Of course, not successful," Lian Wenxin blurted out.
Zheng Hairong looked at Lian Wenxin with astonishment, not understanding why Lian Wenxin would say such a thing.
Lian Wenxin instantly realized he had misspoke and hastily explained with an awkward smile, "Look at my mouth, I misspoke, I misspoke. Of course, I hope Director Chen's surgery was successful. That way, it would bring a lot of honor to our psychiatric hospital!"
Chen Fan smiled playfully, "Is that so? Well, good. I didn't disappoint Vice President Lian. I saved the person, and the surgery was very smooth."
"Wh-what?!" Lian Wenxin was utterly shocked when he heard Chen Fan's words.
However, Lian Wenxin quickly recovered and said, "Th-that's great! Our hospital should really publicize this matter."
Although Lian Wenxin said it was great, his face looked as if he had eaten ten pounds of dead rats.
He stood up, holding his thermos, and had no mood to sit there basking in the sun. He found an excuse and was about to leave.
Just then, Chen Fan suddenly reached out and stopped Lian Wenxin.
Lian Wenxin swallowed and asked nervously, "Director Chen, is there something else?"
"Vice President Lian, I have something I'd like to discuss with you in private."
"N-next time, perhaps. I have a meeting to attend later," Lian Wenxin refused with an awkward smile.
"Oh? Is that so? I happen to be going out to run some errands myself. How about I give you a ride?" As he spoke, Chen Fan's hand had already grabbed Lian Wenxin's wrist.
Lian Wenxin's face instantly changed, and he said in a panic, "Director Chen, what, what do you mean by this?"
"I'm taking you to your meeting. Let's go, we're heading in the same direction."
Chen Fan said calmly, and started walking towards the parking lot.
Zheng Hairong, who could only watch from the side, was stunned, completely bewildered, not knowing what Chen Fan and Lian Wenxin were up to.
"Director Chen, let go, let go of me. I, I still have a lot of things to deal with. I'll go to the meeting after I'm done," Lian Wenxin said.
"Director Chen, if you don't let go, I'll shout."
"Director Chen, you're forcing me!"
Lian Wenxin's face turned extremely grim.
However, just as he was about to speak, Chen Fan's voice suddenly rang out, "Vice President Lian, do you believe I have a hundred ways to make you shut up?"
In Chen Fan's other hand, a gleaming silver needle appeared.
Lian Wenxin was so startled by the dozen-centimeter-long silver needle that he trembled all over, almost crying. He whispered in surrender to Chen Fan, "Director Chen, what do you want to do? Can't we talk it over properly?"
However, Chen Fan ignored Lian Wenxin, opened the car door, and said to Lian Wenxin, "Get in."
Frightened by Chen Fan, Lian Wenxin dared not delay and quickly got into Chen Fan's car.
After getting in, Chen Fan drove away from the psychiatric hospital.
Along the way, Lian Wenxin's heart was filled with anxiety, even extreme torment and fear.
He knew very well that Chen Fan's aunt was Long Yinglan, and he was also the son-in-law of the Qin family. Even Da Xiong had become the underground boss of Jiangcheng. Such a background and power made Lian Wenxin's forehead bead with cold sweat.
"Director Chen, wh-where are you taking me?" Lian Wenxin inquired.
"To a KTV, to meet two people," Chen Fan replied.
Upon hearing that they were going to a KTV, Lian Wenxin's back was drenched in cold sweat. How could he not know that a place like KTV would surely be connected to Da Xiong?
Lian Wenxin hurriedly said, "Director Chen, if I've offended you in any way, I, I apologize to you."
Chen Fan ignored Lian Wenxin and continued to drive calmly.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Lian Wenxin was on the verge of tears as Chen Fan remained silent. He deeply regretted offending Chen Fan!
At this moment, in a top-floor private room of a KTV, two middle-aged men sat on the sofa, trembling, their faces pale and flustered.
"Gentlemen, gentlemen, sirs, what, what do you mean by bringing us here?" one of the middle-aged men asked the surrounding burly men with a panicked expression.
"Yes, gentlemen, we don't know where we've offended you. If you tell us, we'll change immediately, and apologize to you right away!" the other middle-aged man said hurriedly.
And these two middle-aged men were none other than Tian Yu and Wang Yudong from the Third Hospital.
Just a moment ago, someone had called them, saying they had dirt on Chen Fan that could absolutely ruin him.
They followed the instructions on the phone and came to the roadside outside the hospital.
However, what greeted them was not dirt on Chen Fan, but a van.
Several strong men rushed out of the vehicle and forcibly shoved them inside before bringing them to this place.
In the private room, a burly man sitting on the sofa, eating fruit from a platter, glanced at the two middle-aged men, "Do you know who I am?"
The two middle-aged men shook their heads.
Tian Yu said with a look of panic, "Good sir, we don't know you. May I ask what business you have with us?"
"Damn it, you two don't even know our Brother Xiong?!" one of the strong men pointed at the two middle-aged men and shouted.
"Xiong, Brother Xiong?" The two exchanged a panicked glance.
Then, Tian Yu seemed to recall something, and his face showed horror, "You, you're Da Xiong?!"
Da Xiong continued to eat the watermelon from the fruit platter, "That's right, I am Da Xiong."
Hearing Da Xiong admit his identity, Tian Yu and Wang Yudong immediately panicked, their faces full of disbelief.
How could they not have heard of Da Xiong's reputation? He was the current underground boss of Jiangcheng.
"Do you know why I'm looking for you two?" Da Xiong glanced at them and asked.