Just got divorced and immediately got seduced by the stunning senior sister-Chapter 38 - You’re going to die!

Not because of anything else, but because the entrance to the private room was blocked by a crowd of people!

Included in the crowd was the very shameless scoundrel who had harassed her earlier, just like Chen Wei.

“Dad, it’s him, he’s the one who hurt me!” the man pointed and declared.

His name was Zhao Guang, and the middle-aged man with a beer belly beside him was his father, Zhao Kangyi, the owner of the hotel.

“The young people these days are getting bolder and bolder, daring to hit my son, Zhao Kangyi.

Are you tired of living?” Zhao Kangyi questioned.

As he spoke, the crowd poured into the private room en masse.

All of seventeen or eighteen people!

“Boy, kneel down!

Apologize to my son by kowtowing!” Zhao Kangyi had never taken Chen Wei seriously from the beginning and just wanted to resolve the matter quickly to quell his own anger.

Wasting time on such people was not worthwhile; in that time, he could be making more money!

Chen Wei chuckled, “The son is a sickling, and so is the father.

It looks like this is an inherited family disease.

No wonder you are so arrogant, you’re people who are on the brink of death.”

“You little punk!

What nonsense are you spouting!

What sickling, inherited disease, you’re the one close to death!” Zhao Guang, who considered himself very healthy, was enraged by Chen Wei’s comment.

The moment the words were out, he received a slap on the back of his head.

“Damn it, who was that!” Zhao Guang turned in anger, but when he saw that the person who had hit him was his own father, his bravado diminished, and he asked in confusion, “Dad, why did you hit me?”

“You disgraceful thing!

Shut your mouth!” Zhao Kangyi’s attitude did a one-eighty as he forced a smile on his face and approached Chen Wei with his hands rubbing together, “Excuse me, are you a doctor?”

“I have some medical knowledge, that’s all,” Chen Wei replied.

“You’re far too modest.” The matter of the Zhao Family inheriting a disease was known by very few people; after all, it was a hereditary condition that typically resulted in death before fifty.

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Zhao Kangyi, now forty-five, had only five years left and was understandably anxious.

If Chen Wei could see at a glance that he and Zhao Guang were ill, and specifically mention it was a hereditary disease, was that just a bit of knowledge?

That was clearly the work of a divine doctor!

Wait a minute!

At this moment, Zhao Kangyi suddenly noticed Xiao Ruoyun and Su Yumei amidst the crowd!

“President Su!

Divine Doctor Xiao!” He was stunned and incoherent, never imagining that his modest hotel could attract two such distinguished guests.

Zhao Kangyi was certainly aware of Su Yumei’s esteemed reputation.

As for Xiao Ruoyun, he had always wanted to seek her out to look at his illness, but given her fame and the multitude of significant figures seeking her aid, Zhao Kangyi had no chance of securing an appointment.

And now, here she was, right before him, an opportunity presenting itself at his doorstep, nearly ruined by his foolish son!

“Dad, what President Su, what Divine Doctor?

Weren’t you here to help me take revenge?” Zhao Guang was preoccupied with his own concerns.

Hearing this, Zhao Kangyi’s brows immediately furrowed into a deep Sichuan character.

He turned around, took three steps to Zhao Guang’s front, and raised his hand.

Slap!

He directly slapped Zhao Guang, sending him flying half a meter away, “Shut your mouth!

You unfilial son!

Do you know who they are?

That’s President Su, the richest woman in the country, Su Yumei!”

“And that person over there is the Divine Doctor of Great Xia, the youngest National Medical Saint, Xiao Ruoyun!” Zhao Kangyi shouted angrily.

What!

The richest woman, Su Yumei!

National Medical Saint, Xiao Ruoyun!

With Zhao Kangyi spelling it out like that, Zhao Guang finally realized the gravity of the situation.

Wait a minute!

The girl he had just been harassing, could she possibly be someone important as well?

Gulp.

Zhao Guang swallowed hard, his gaze unconsciously shifting to Han Lingxue.

Zhao Kangyi sensed something amiss and followed his gaze, “Miss Han!

You, how come you are here?”

“I’m here to see Sister Xiao, is there a problem?

Zhao Kangyi, you really have raised a fine son, wanting me to accompany him in sleep!

I will tell my father about this when I go back!” Han Lingxue spoke up.

“What!

Sleep with you!” Upon hearing this, Zhao Kangyi nearly died of anger.

“You unfilial son!” He reached out, grabbed Zhao Guang by the collar, and his other hand crazily slapped his cheeks.

He slapped until the cheeks swelled, deformed, to the point that he, the father, almost couldn’t recognize him.

“Miss Han, if you still feel unsatisfied, you can personally come over and slap him twice.

I here formally apologize on behalf of my son’s actions and beg you not to tell your honorable father about today’s incident,” Zhao Kangyi said with his hands by his sides, bowing deeply.

Even though Zhao Kangyi was the president of the hotel, compared to the Han Family, he was nothing at all, not even worth mentioning.

If the Han Family wished, they could easily destroy him!

“I’m not interested!

Doing that would only dirty my hands,” Han Lingxue turned her head away.

“Yes, yes, you are right,” Zhao Kangyi nodded and bowed, agreeing obsequiously.

Then, his gaze turned to Chen Wei, “Divine Doctor, you could tell I have a hereditary family disease, can you cure it?

Name your terms, I’m willing to pay whatever amount.”

“How much money do you have?” Chen Wei asked.

“All together, probably…

around five or six hundred million,” Zhao Kangyi replied.

There’s a chance!

Excitement lit up in his eyes.

In his view, as long as money could solve the problem, it wasn’t a problem!

“Okay, I want half, three hundred million.

Two people, medical fees one and a half billion each,” Chen Wei said.

“What!

Three, three hundred million!” Both Zhao Kangyi and Han Lingxue were shocked.

Even if one were to shoot high, asking for this much was just extortion.

“What?

Can’t bear to part with it?

No worries, you still have two years to live.

As for your son, the disease seems to have intensified in his generation.

Without any surprises, he probably won’t live past thirty,”

Chen Wei looked at Zhao Guang and asked, “A person like you, you shouldn’t have any children, right?

You have a few years left, make an effort to squander all these family assets, otherwise you never know who might end up with them.”

In that moment, the Zhao father and son experienced an unprecedented level of despair!

Their lives firmly grasped in the hands of another!

Powerless to struggle!