Zhao Jiacheng shouted loudly: "Yes, yes!"

"Not bad, very good." Long Yi nodded with satisfaction. "Now I continue to ask, will the ICU machines be damaged if the power is cut off?"

"Won't……"

"very good,"

“How much does an ICU machine cost?”

"One million and two hundred thousand..."

"Then how much do I need to compensate you?" Long Yi continued to ask.

Zhao Jiacheng hesitated slightly.

Snap!

Another finger was broken by Long Yi.

"Ahhh!" Zhao Jiacheng screamed, "No need to pay!"

Long Yi nodded in satisfaction. "You see, we can still have a good conversation, right?"

"Can we be discharged from the hospital now?"

"Okay, okay!" Zhao Jiacheng was in so much pain that he was crying and snotting.

Long Yi just walked to the door and remembered something and said, "Oh, right, one last question."

"You guys probably have quite a few IOUs left here, right?"

Zhao Jiacheng was so frightened that he peed his pants. "Hey... sir... please forgive me, you can't touch that!"

"If I touch that, the family behind me will kill me!"

Long Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, bent down without saying a word, and was about to hold Zhao Jiacheng's hand.

Zhao Jiacheng screamed and struggled desperately, "I'll tell you! I'll tell you! It's in the first drawer of my filing cabinet!"

Long Yi went directly to the dean's office of Zhao Jiacheng, opened the filing cabinet, and saw seven or eight brown paper packages filling up the drawer.

Open any one of them and you will see a stack of IOUs inside, with the borrower's signature, fingerprint, ID card copy, etc.

Long Yi took a quick look and became angrier the more he looked.

Many people spent 50,000 or 60,000 yuan just for a cold, and nearly half of this amount was interest.

Turning around, Long Yi threw the IOUs directly into the trash can and then snapped his fingers.

With a puff.

The trash can soon caught fire, and the IOU customer information turned to ashes in the flames.

Long Yi stood there until all the IOUs turned to ashes.

"You...you don't leave yourself a way out by doing this?" Zhao Jiacheng's eyes were full of fear, and his face was as pale as a piece of paper.

"Do you know who's standing behind me?"

Long Yi shook his head: "I don't know."

Zhao Jiacheng gritted his teeth and said, "He's already on his way. When my second uncle arrives... you'll be dead without a burial place."

"Then do you know who I am?" Long Yi smiled.

Zhao Jiacheng was stunned for a moment, and at this moment, he heard the sound of car brakes coming from outside the hospital, followed by the sound of car doors opening and closing.

He knew that his backer, the second master of the Zhao family, Zhao Wenda, had arrived.

This time, Zhao Wenda will definitely bring a lot of people.

Long Yi patted Zhao Jiacheng's face and said, "Soon, you will know who I am."

Zhao Jiacheng lowered his head, with resentment flashing in his eyes.

At this moment, Zhao Wenda rushed into Mingde Hospital with more than 30 people. With a murderous look on his face, he quickly pushed through the crowded crowd and came to the office of the dean, Zhao Jiacheng.

"Who is so blind as to dare to attack Mingde Hospital?"

"Today, I will teach him what rules are!" Zhao Wenda was extremely angry.

Mingde Hospital has always been his gold mine. It was thanks to Mingde Hospital that Zhao Wenda became one of the most famous antique collectors in Beijing. It can be said that Zhao Wenda's history of making a fortune is bloody. He is a hero.

Hearing the voice of Mr. Zhao Er, Zhao Jiacheng shouted, "Second Uncle! I'm here!"

Hearing the noise coming from the dean's office, Zhao Wenda immediately walked towards there.

A doctor along the way cried, "Second Master! You're finally here! That guy was so... so cruel! Not only did he smash our equipment, he also broke the director's arm!"

"Yeah, Second Master! Look, he kicked me too!"

Everyone in Mingde Hospital accused Long Yi.

Along the way, Zhao Wenda saw a group of security guards lying there, and two or three of them had not yet stood up.

Zhao Wenda's expression grew increasingly gloomy. "I want to see who is so desperate as to dare to touch my Zhao family's assets!"

Zhao Wenda's eyes widened with anger. He kicked the door open and saw Zhao Jiacheng lying on the ground.

Zhao Jiacheng looked extremely miserable at this moment. Both of his arms were twisted into strange arcs, and his face was covered with snot, blood and tears.

There was also a burnt smell in the room.

Zhao Jiacheng cried loudly and said, "Wu... Second Uncle, you're finally here. That bastard just burned all our IOUs. Those were over 100 million worth!"

Zhao Wenda smiled coldly, and only then did he look up at Long Yi.

"Little brat...you dare...huh?"

However, Zhao Wenda stiffened halfway through his words and looked at Long Yi with horror on his face.

His mouth trembled uncontrollably, "Dragon? Mr. Long?"

Zhao Wenda, who had just wanted to tear Long Yi into pieces, was stunned on the spot as if he was struck by lightning the moment he saw Long Yi.

Zhao Jiacheng was slightly stunned. He had never seen such a nervous expression on Zhao Wenda's face. It seemed as if he was facing not Long Yi, but a monster.

"Zhao Wenda?" Long Yi saw Zhao Wenda narrow his eyes, and then he remembered that this was the owner of Mingyuexuan whom he met in the ghost market that day.

Long Yi was also surprised that the person behind this hospital was Zhao Wenda. Then a hint of teasing appeared at the corner of his mouth.

No wonder Zhao Wenda has more negative energy than others. It turns out that this is what he does.

Zhao Jiacheng said in a daze: "Mr. Long? Second Uncle?! Do you know him?"

Zhao Jiacheng thought he had heard it wrong.

At this time, Long Yi hooked his finger at Zhao Wenda.

Zhao Wenda walked towards Long Yi with his head held high. If he had not seen Long Yi take action, he might not have been so scared.

But that night, the methods displayed by Long Yi were so shocking that he dared not resist.

At this moment, he dared not do anything except obey.

Zhao Wenda's steps were extremely difficult. He was only two or three meters away from Long Yi, but every step he took was as if he was carrying a mountain on his back. Finally, he came in front of Long Yi and showed a flattering smile.

"Mr. Long, today's incident must have been a misunderstanding. No matter what you broke in the hospital, you don't have to pay for it. Instead, I will compensate you. I..."

Bang!

Long Yi slapped him in the face, and the sound of the slap echoed throughout the corridor and the hospital.

Zhao Wenda took a step back, and five red fingerprints immediately appeared on his face.

Long Yi hooked his finger at him and said, "Come here again."

"I..." Zhao Wenda endured the pain, suppressed the unwillingness in his heart, and stood in front of Long Yi again.

Bang!

Long Yi was not polite at all. He slapped Zhao Wenda again, knocking him to the ground. Long Yi said calmly, "Are you convinced by my beating?"