380 This Slap

It must have been the bastard just now. This won't do. I'll go to the hospital first!

He could not drive, so he took a taxi and went to the hospital.

"Your shoulder is very strange!" He had just managed to have a checkup after queueing up, but he got such a result instead.

"How is it strange?!"

"Your muscles are sprained!"

"Sprained?!" Wu Yueran was dumbfounded after hearing such a diagnosis. What kind of a diagnosis was that? How could it be sprained? It was slapped to injury!

"I don't think that's the case!" Wu Yueran replied.

"Young man, an illness is treated by using the examination report. It depends on the data, not the feelings," the doctor said with a smile.

"Then, how do you think it should be treated?"

"I'll prescribe you some ointment. You can just apply some regularly," the doctor answered.

"Is it that simple?"

"What do you think?"

"I noticed that you seemed to be a little surprised just now," Wu Yueran responded. He had suffered because of Wang Yao. His heart was definitely not at ease.

"Well, your sprain is more unusual, but there shouldn't be a big problem. Use the medicine first and see how that works out."

"What do you mean by 'should'?"

"Young man, are you questioning me?" the doctor said somewhat unhappily.

"That's not what I mean."

"Alright. Go collect your medicine."

"Okay." Wu Yueran took the doctor's prescription and went to collect his medicine.

After he left, the doctor said while looking at the examination report, "It's really a bit strange! What's the cause?"

He did not know it, but Wang Yao knew it very well. At that time, he was drinking some tea and chatting with Tong Wei in the small courtyard.

"What does Mr. Wu's family do?"

"Real estate, hotels, supermarkets… They do a lot of things. Why do you ask?"

"Nothing. I'm just asking. I've seen his physiognomy just now. He may encounter a blood-spilling disaster today," Wang Yao replied with a smile.

Surprised, Tong Wei asked, "A blood-spilling disaster? What did you do to him this time?"

"Nothing. I'm just teaching him a lesson," Wang Yao answered with a smile.

He realized that his mentality had changed a little.

The change in his mentality did not matter. Some people had to suffer. At that time, Wu Yueran's arms could not move at all. Furthermore, the shoulder that was slapped by Wang Yao was so swollen, it felt like it was bitten by something poisonous. What made him even more terrified was that the medicine which he had taken from the hospital had no effect at all, even after it was applied externally. Instead, it became even more serious. This scared him to death. He went to the hospital again to look for the doctor.

Upon seeing Wu Yueran's shoulder, the doctor was shocked. "What's going on?! Young man, what did you do again?"

"I didn't do anything. I've just used the medicine that you've prescribed me."

"What? It didn't work?!" The doctor was struck dumb. "Wait a second." The doctor took a needle tube and pricked his shoulder. Blood then gushed out.

"It's bleeding?!"

Wu Yueran turned pale upon seeing it.

"Are you kidding?!"

The doctor was startled as well.

He quickly examined it.

Another examination was carried out. There were varicose veins in his shoulder and some of the blood capillaries had ruptured.

"Varicose veins?!" The doctor frowned upon seeing the examination report.

Varicose veins was not an uncommon case, but it was usually on the lower limbs because one had stood up for a long period of time. He had been a doctor for so many years and this was the first time that he had seen varicose veins appearing on shoulders.

This was strange.

"Young man, how did this injury happen? Tell me the truth," the doctor asked very seriously.

"I've told you that someone slapped it." Wu Yueran hated Wang Yao to death now. At the same time, he had a certain fear towards Wang Yao deep inside his heart.

"Don't joke. Who can cause varicose veins with just a slap? I'll believe you if you say that the slap has broken your shoulder blade."

"I'm telling the truth. Hurry up and think of a way to treat it."

"This needs a surgery!" The doctor said after thinking for a while.

"What surgery?!"

He had to undergo a surgery just because of the slap. Fortunately, his head was not smacked.

"Your varicose veins are quite serious. The best way is to partially remove them."

"Doctor, are you kidding me?"

"Do you think I look like I'm kidding?"

This won't do. Wu Yueran subconsciously felt that the problem could not be solved even if some of the blood vessels were removed through the surgery. To solve this problem, he had to look for Wang Yao.

That bastard!

"Hey, where are you going?"

"I'm going to look for someone!" Wu Yueran answered without turning back.

"Young man, are you questioning my ability?"

"You don't say. I really don't believe you!"

Wu Yueran directly took a taxi to the club. He did not see Tong Wei.

"Can you call her?"

"Why are you looking for her? She went shopping with her boyfriend," Tong Wei's colleague replied.

"Just say that I need to talk to them about something. Look…" Wu Yueran asked the woman to the side and directly slid her some money. It was simple, direct and most importantly, it was effective.

"I'll give her a call then." Upon seeing the money, the woman's eyes lit up. However, one could earn so much just by making a phone call. One would be silly if he did not dare to do it.

…

"Let him wait." This was Wang Yao's reply because there was a guest at the small courtyard at that time.

It was a young man whose name was Lu Fan. He also brought a gift, which was a 70-year-old ginseng.

"This…"

Wang Yao was puzzled. It was his first time meeting this young man who was more or less of the same age as him, yet the man gave him such an expensive gift. The wild ginseng should not be underestimated. Wang Yao was knowledgeable. This was a top-grade wild ginseng. Although it was not a hundred years old, it was already extremely rare. After all, in this society, people would rush to pick valuable things. Most of the wild ginseng had already been dug up. This wild ginseng should be worth hundreds of thousands.

After glancing at the old ginseng, Wang Yao immediately declined it and said, "This gift is too expensive. I can't accept it. Mr. Lu, please come to your point."

"I'm here to apologize to you."

Surprised, Wang Yao asked, "Apologize? About what?"

"A few days ago, I've asked someone to come here and enter your room."

Oh. In an instant, Wang Yao understood what happened.

"Turns out that it's about this matter. What did the man take?"

"He didn't take anything."

"Since I didn't lose anything and no one was hurt, you can just go back and punish him. I can't accept your gift," Wang Yao declined.

"I'd like you to see a patient," Lu Fan replied.

"Who's the patient?"

"My brother."

"What illness does he have?"

"He has malignant sores."

"Malignant sores?" Wang Yao pondered for a while.

"I'm free in the afternoon. Bring him here and I'll have a look."

"Okay. Thank you, Dr. Wang," Lu Fan replied happily.

"Wait a second. Take this ginseng with you." Wang Yao pointed at the box on the table.

"Alright. I'll take it with me then!"

After Lu Fan left, Wang Yao called Chen Ying.

"What's Mr. Lu's identity?"

After that, Chen Ying introduced his family background to Wang Yao. He was the son of another noble family.

"Do you know his brother?"

"Yes. His name is Lu Poran. He's a famous dandy."

"Famous?"

"Yes. He's a typical playboy and he likes beauties." What Chen Ying said made Wang Yao have a rather bad impression towards Lu Poran.

Malignant sores. Could it be a sexually transmitted disease?

Lu Fan was quick to act. Soon, he took his brother here. He was in a morbid state. He walked like a crab, as if he was hurt from striding. Wang Yao smelled something sour on his body when he had yet to come close. The smell could not be covered by the strong fragrance on his body.

"Dr. Wang, this is my brother, Lu Poran."

"Hello, Dr. Wang." Lu Poran did not have the energy to speak. "Hello, Sister Chen." He obviously also knew Chen Ying.

Huh?! This lady is so beautiful!

His eyes lit up after seeing Tong Wei who was next to Wang Yao. He obviously slipped into his old habits.

"Dr. Wang, what do you…"

"I don't have to treat Mr. Lu's illness anymore. I can't treat it," Wang Yao said calmly.

"What?!"

"You didn't tell me the truth at the beginning. Is this a sexually transmitted disease?"

"Yes!" Lu Fan responded.

This illness was actually not a terminal illness now, but his brother's condition was more severe. It was not just a single type of illness. Instead, many types of illnesses were overlaid on each other. Only the terminal disease, AIDS, was missing.

"Sorry for making you come for nothing."

"Dr. Wang, please have a look. We're already here," Lu Fan pleaded.