“I know that Huang San is just an ordinary man who pursues money and power, but Ye Xingchen pursues something different.” Xu Er nodded and put his hands behind his head: “Your subordinate Xu Er is willing to serve Mr. Ye like a dog.”
"Let me inform Master Liang that I, Ye Xingchen, have arrived." Ye Xingchen smiled slightly and turned to leave.
Zhang Qiao didn't sleep all night. When the incident happened at Huang San's place, someone was supposed to go there, but he intercepted them halfway.
He led a team and walked more than ten kilometers through the entire night.
After a flat tire and an oil leak, they ended up just finding a street stall to eat some skewers.
When I arrived at Huang San's place at dawn, everything had returned to normal.
However, the evil deeds of Huang San and his son were inexplicably exposed and presented to the top levels of the police force.
It involves drugs, pornography, casinos, and smuggling.
Moreover, the list involved hundreds of people, including some who acted as protectors. What followed was a months-long cleanup, with police forces from Nanjing being mobilized to conduct a thorough sweep of everything on the list.
The Shengshi Chamber of Commerce changed hands quietly, like a wave in the ocean, causing no ripples whatsoever.
With bloodshot eyes, Zhang Qiao finally saw Ye Xingchen.
He took Ye Xingchen to a public hospital. His wife had been in a car accident a few years ago and had become a vegetable, remaining unconscious ever since.
"Huang San and his son, were they just dealt with like that?" Zhang Qiao was completely stunned.
He didn't participate in the entire process, nor did he hear a single sound.
Some information seems to have been deliberately blocked, which is something that ordinary people cannot do.
He was even more convinced that Ye Xingchen's actions in Jinling were tacitly approved by certain powerful figures.
"They weren't any big shots to begin with, so once they're dealt with, it's over. It's no big deal," Ye Xingchen said with a slight smile, his tone calm.
Yes, dealing with Huang San and his son doesn't require a major conflict at all.
Moreover, Liang Er did not receive any information, and the whole process was swift and efficient.
What follows is a massive cleanup operation; Nanjing will likely be under strict control for some time.
Zhang Qiao remained silent. Ye Xingchen's words made him even more curious about Ye Xingchen's identity. After all, Ye Xingchen had resolved these matters so easily, and he was definitely not an ordinary person.
But nothing else matters now; what he's most worried about is whether his wife, who has been in a coma for six years, can wake up.
Inside the ward, a thin woman lay quietly on the bed.
The woman was under forty and, although she had been bedridden, she was clean and tidy, indicating that Zhang Qiao had taken good care of her.
There was no one else in the ward. Zhang Qiao walked to the bedside and put down what he was holding: "This is my wife. She was seriously injured in the car accident and has not been able to wake up. The doctor said that her central nervous system was damaged and the chances of her waking up are slim."
"Let me take a look first." Ye Xingchen nodded, stepped forward, and placed his hand on the woman's wrist.
A moment later he switched to the other side, and when he let go, he already knew what was going on.
"How did it go?" Zhang Qiao looked nervous as he stared at Ye Xingchen, afraid of hearing bad news from him.
“No problem.” Ye Xingchen took out the gold needles and began to disinfect them: “Your wife’s injuries are too severe; her central nervous system is damaged.”
"Her bodily functions would trigger a self-protective behavior, causing her to fall into a deep coma." Ye Xingchen disinfected the acupuncture needles and then examined other parts of her body.
"Fortunately, her bones were not seriously damaged. After she wakes up and rests for a while, she will be able to live like a normal person."
"Then I'll leave it to Mr. Ye." Zhang Qiao was excited, his hands trembling slightly.
For six years, he never gave up, but he never saw any hope. But now things have finally taken a turn for the better.
He wasn't familiar with Ye Xingchen, but he knew Ye Xingchen was no ordinary person. He believed that his good deeds would one day be rewarded.
Ye Xingchen focused his energy on acupuncture, and after a full half hour, the woman on the hospital bed finally responded.
She slowly opened her eyes, but her gaze was somewhat unfocused.
"Xiaoying, you're awake, Xiaoying?" Zhang Qiao was both surprised and delighted. He rushed forward, but was stopped by Ye Xingchen.
Zhang Qiao suppressed his inner elation, held his breath, and stood beside Ye Xingchen.
Ye Xingchen observed carefully for a moment, then frowned slightly and gestured for Zhang Qiao to come to the side to talk.
"Mr. Ye, Xiaoying is awake? How is she?" Zhang Qiao's heart sank when he saw Ye Xingchen's brows furrow slightly.
“She’s awake, but she’s unconscious right now,” Ye Xingchen said.
"No consciousness? What does that mean? Could it be amnesia?" Zhang Qiao asked in astonishment.
He had already imagined countless ridiculous possibilities: his wife woke up and then didn't remember him?
“It’s not amnesia, it’s that she has no memory at all,” Ye Xingchen said. “The reason is that when she was injured, she was so shocked that her seven orifices were completely shattered, and her three souls and seven spirits were all gone…”
"To put it simply, it means losing one's soul."
"Mr. Ye, I understand what you're saying. What consequences will this lead to?" Zhang Qiao finally understood.
"Just like that, her eyes are open, she's unconscious, she can't speak, she doesn't move at all." Ye Xingchen pointed at the woman: "She's like a puppet, devoid of human emotions."
“This…” Zhang Qiao was dumbfounded. If that was the case, then there was no difference between her being unconscious and not being able to help her. He said urgently, “Mr. Ye, I beg you to help me. I’m willing to pay any price.”
“Take a lock of your lover’s hair, a drop of her blood, and come with me.” Ye Xingchen thought for a moment.
Although he didn't know what Ye Xingchen was going to do, Zhang Qiao did as he was told. He took off his wife's hair from the first floor, then pricked her finger, took a drop of blood and put it in a container, and then followed Ye Xingchen out the door.
Ye Xingchen led him directly to the rooftop of the hospital, which was the highest point in the hospital.
In a hospital, people are born and people die every day.
Therefore, it is a place where yin and yang meet, and it can also be considered the closest place to the underworld.
Ye Xingchen took a deep breath, faced due south, and said in a deep voice, "I will."
His voice pierced through the clouds and carried far away.
A dark cloud rose in the sky, followed by several streaks of lightning flashing across the night.
As the lightning struck, a heavily armored demon warrior, standing over ten feet tall, appeared before them.
At the same time, a hoarse, deep voice came from his throat: "Who is calling me?"
It was Yin Si Wu Wei. This time, his body was even more refined, and he solidified into a physical form, with eerie netherfire emanating from his body, making him look like a war god from hell.
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