Leng Shan's eyes lit up, and he urged Jiang Xiuzhu as if it were obvious:
"Is it Chen Xiao's call? Hurry up and answer it! And put it on speakerphone!"
"This... that... I..."
Jiang Xiuzhu stammered several times but didn't dare to tell Leng Shan that Ye Qingtian was on the line. Pushed into a corner, she braced herself and did as instructed.
Suddenly, Ye Qingtian's curses echoed through the large office:
"Vice President Jiang, what exactly has that old bastard Leng Shan been doing at the Central Hospital under the guise of my Ye family's name? Why did my eldest aunt say I severely interfered with the Dragon King's treatment? Tell him to surrender himself immediately. I'm waiting in the interrogation room to confront him!"
"Dragon King!!!"
Jiang Xiuzhu and Leng Shan exclaimed in unison, and boundless fear instantly engulfed them.
As the saying goes, a newborn calf fears no tiger. Ordinary people like Chen Xiao, who had only recently graduated from college and had limited experience, might not know the terror of Long Aotian. However, Jiang Xiuzhu and Leng Shan knew very well what Long Aotian represented.
Fearing they would also suffer the consequences, Jiang Xiuzhu eagerly tried to explain:
"Young Master Tian, could there be some misunderstanding? I've been by Master Leng's side since he arrived at the Central Hospital, and we never encountered the Dragon King..."
"Misunderstanding my foot! Would the mighty Dragon King slander us? Since you're with that old bastard surnamed Leng, you can surrender yourself too!"
After speaking, Ye Qingtian hung up the phone.
Boundless fear had already made Leng Shan temporarily forget the pain from the Five Poisons Demonic Needles. He carefully recalled his every move since arriving at the Central Hospital half an hour ago. His pupils suddenly constricted, and he exclaimed in disbelief:
"Vice President Jiang, could it be... could it be that the Dragon King is Chen Xiao's patient?"
Jiang Xiuzhu could barely stand at this point, her mind filled with the phantom sound of police sirens. She nervously tried to reassure herself:
"It's probably... it's probably just a misunderstanding. We... we should go surrender ourselves quickly. Confess and be treated leniently, resist and be punished severely. As long as... as long as the misunderstanding is cleared up, it should be fine..."
As she spoke, she stumbled out, supporting herself against the wall in panic.
Leng Shan, enduring the pain from the Five Poisons Demonic Needles, followed closely, sweat dripping from his forehead.
...
Jun Dao personally drove Chen Xiao to Long Aotian's residence. Before long, he received a call from Ye Jinhuan. He then politely said to Chen Xiao:
"Dr. Chen, Ye Qingtian and his accomplices Leng Shan and Jiang Xiuzhu have voluntarily surrendered themselves. I will personally arrange for their interrogation!"
Chen Xiao had been looking at his phone, trying to find out the Dragon King's identity online, but to no avail. He couldn't help but ask Jun Dao:
"What is the Dragon King's background?"
"This..."
Jun Dao hesitated for a moment and said vaguely:
"Dr. Chen, with my authority, I can only tell you that the Dragon King is an old man over seventy years old. You'll have to ask him in person about the rest."
He paused and then added cautiously:
"Also, the Dragon King's identity is extremely sensitive. I hope that whether you can treat him or not, Dr. Chen will not reveal anything about him, otherwise... otherwise you could face imprisonment."
"Alright!"
Trusting Zhou Wanning, Chen Xiao readily agreed.
Soon, seven or eight inconspicuous vans drove into the Swan Lake community, near the Partridge Sky Hotel, known for its lush trees and towering villas. They then dispersed. When Chen Xiao got out of the car at a villa so quiet that not even birds or insects could be heard, only Jun Dao remained with him.
However, Chen Xiao, who cultivated the Great Dream Vajra Divine Skill, could sense eyes hidden in the dark, as if every move was being watched. He paid extra attention to his words and actions, while secretly concentrating and guarding himself, cautiously following Jun Dao, who was leading the way, upstairs.
In the spacious corridor outside the bedroom door upstairs, a short-haired beauty with wheat-colored skin and a slender figure, standing almost two meters tall, was quietly discussing something with a white-bearded old man in a Tang suit.
Bodyguards in black suits, with solemn expressions and standing as straight as javelins, lined the corridor on both sides. The air was filled with an oppressive, tense, and dead silence, as if a pin drop could be heard.
Seeing Jun Dao ascend the stairs, the short-haired beauty with a ferocious scar on her left eye suddenly raised her eyebrows arrogantly:
"Jun Dao, the esteemed physician Nangong has already diagnosed the Dragon King with a strange poison. The person you found from the Central Hospital is no longer needed. Arrange for someone to escort him away!"
Her codename was Bullet. She was in her early thirties and was a capable general personally trained by Long Aotian.
As she spoke, she also cast a wary glance at Chen Xiao, her expression clearly showing distrust, as if she didn't take Chen Xiao seriously at all.
"Physician Nangong Yi of Yanbei?"
Jun Dao's expression changed slightly upon seeing the white-bearded old man in the Tang suit, but he was still uneasy, having personally witnessed Song Kaichao being cured by Chen Xiao:
"Esteemed Physician Nangong, what is your confidence level in saving the Dragon King?"