Old Chen smiled helplessly and was about to pick up his wine glass.
However, he was ruthlessly pinned down by Yin Ruohong the next second!
"No drinking!" Yin Ruohong glared. "You can't drive after drinking!"
Old Chen asked, confused, "Chairman, didn't you say... we'd walk back together in a bit?"
"Who said that!"
Yin Ruohong was yelling and glaring at Old Chen on one end of the phone, but on the other end he was being incredibly gentle with the person on the other end.
"Can Can, don't worry... Hey, don't worry!"
"Don't worry, don't worry, I'm nearby!"
"Not far! Hehehe, I'll be there soon, and I guarantee I'll cure the old man!"
"Child, what nonsense are you talking about? Why are you being so polite with me?"
With that, Yin Ruohong quickly put on her coat and ran out.
Old Chen stood there, smiling bitterly. He looked at the two untouched cocktails with some reluctance, sighed, and chased after them.
This bar is clearly a million miles away from the Huo family manor!
Along the way, Yin Ruohong kept urging Lao Chen to step on the gas.
When they arrived at the Huo family's main residence, the living room was already full of people. Yin Ruohong's gaze was fixed on Jiang Can.
He smiled at her, feeling a sense of mission and honor that his daughter needed him, and quickly went upstairs with his medicine box.
As Huo Zhixing watched his figure, he thought of Yin Ruohong, who had argued with him in the Yufeng Building and then left dejectedly, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad.
He turned to look at Jiang Can, gently put his arm around her shoulder, and held her in his arms with mixed feelings.
A short while later, Yin Ruohong came out of the room, and everyone immediately surrounded her.
"Don't worry, everyone," Yin Ruohong said confidently. "I've already given Mr. Huo acupuncture; he'll be fine."
As he spoke, he took out a bottle of pills and handed it to Uncle Cen, "Give this to the old gentleman, twice a day, one pill each time."
Cen Bo solemnly accepted it and carefully memorized it.
"In my opinion, the old man's blood vessels were blocked due to excessive nutrients," Yin Ruohong said in a low voice. "Those tonics can no longer be taken! I have seen the dregs of the medicine. Although they are all good things, the proportions are obviously wrong."
"Old Mr. Huo is getting on in years, how can he withstand this kind of tonic?"
Huo Zhixing immediately became alert and ordered someone to bring the person responsible for delivering the medicine every day.
The person was brought over in no time. He was a boy who looked honest and unassuming. He was wearing the uniform of the Huo family's servants and stood there nervously, occasionally stealing glances at Huo Zhixing before quickly lowering his head again.
Huo Zhixing felt that the person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for a moment.
“Young Master, this is Wan Xiaolei,” Uncle Cen told him, “the nephew of Steward Wan…”
Huo Zhixing's expression changed.
Butler Wan is from Lingfeng Bay and is responsible for all aspects of Huo Zhanpeng and Wang Meiyun's daily life.
How could it be him?
“Butler Wan’s nephew couldn’t find a job after graduation. Butler Wan came to me and said he wanted to find a job for his nephew,” Cen Bo explained. “So we brought him to the Huo family.”
Huo Zhixing's voice was stern: "Then what about this tonic? Does he know how to mix the ingredients?"
"No, I don't know how!" Wan Xiaolei almost knelt on the ground, looking around nervously.
When their eyes met, they both paused for a moment, then looked away at the same time.
Huo Zhanhe, unaware of the situation, seized on Huo Zhanpeng and launched into a tirade of sarcasm, "Oh, so the person in charge of delivering the medicine is one of the older brother's people?"
"Brother, those who know the truth are the ones who serve Father. Those who don't might think that the old man poisoned him!"
Huo Zhanpeng stood silently to one side, not saying a word, letting others accuse him without resisting.
Instead, Wang Meiyun stood up and said, "Huo Zhanhe, what nonsense are you spouting? You're just making things up without any evidence. I can sue you for defamation!"
"Ha, who did I slander?" Huo Zhanhe looked smug. "I'm stating the facts! Chairman Yin himself said there's a problem with the proportions of the Chinese medicine! The people who delivered the medicine are from Lingfeng Bay, how can you escape responsibility?"
“You…” Wang Meiyun’s face turned pale with anger.
However, at this moment, a gentle voice suddenly came: "Zhixing, I think the person who is most filial to your grandfather in the family is your second uncle, right?"
Huo Zhixing was taken aback, and gently intertwined his fingers with hers.
Jiang Can spoke to herself, her voice soft but clear enough for everyone to hear.
"My second uncle is so filial, so why does he avoid taking medicine so much?"
"Heh, that doesn't make much sense, does it?"
"Or does Second Uncle actually have other plans?"
A few words left Huo Zhanhe speechless.
He stared blankly at Jiang Can, his eyes wide open, his face turning from red to purple.
"Who...who do you think you are! You're not even married into the family yet! How dare you interfere in our family affairs?"
Huo Zhixing stepped forward, put one hand on Jiang Can's shoulder, and stared intently at Huo Zhanhe with eyes as cold as ice.
"What did you say, Second Uncle? I didn't hear you!"
The words may seem light, but they carry real weight.
Coupled with his domineering aura and stern expression, Huo Zhanhe shrank back. Although he was unconvinced, he did not dare to confront Huo Zhixing head-on.
"Ha," Huo Zhanhe muttered, "An outsider, meddling quite a bit! Even if the old man lets you in, the board of directors won't agree!"
"People should know their own limitations! You really want to climb the social ladder and become a phoenix? Ha, dream on..."
While Huo Zhanhe was muttering to himself, he didn't notice that Yin Ruohong had circled around behind him.
Immediately afterwards, Yin Ruohong forcefully poked a certain acupoint below his waist!
Huo Zhanhe was stunned for a moment, then felt a tingling sensation in his waist, followed by a warm current flowing out...
Uncle Cen, standing to the side, was dumbfounded. "Second Master, you... what are you doing...?"
Before Huo Zhanhe could react, he saw everyone in the room staring at him in shock, looking down at what was below him…
He looked down and saw a puddle of water on the floor!
It's his!
He lost control of his bladder in front of everyone...
Huo Zhanhe was suddenly filled with shame and indignation, but the tingling sensation in his lower back was getting stronger and stronger, and he couldn't even move.
He stood there, like a statue bearing the gazes of others, but he couldn't even change his pants. His legs felt like they had been electrocuted; he was too weak to stand and too weak to sit down.
"Yin... Yin Ruohong!" Huo Zhanhe shouted angrily.
Yin Ruohong made a shushing gesture to him and smiled slightly at him.
"President Huo, don't be afraid. This injection will only make you temporarily lose consciousness, which is equivalent to local anesthesia in medicine."
"Why did you do this!" Huo Zhanhe roared. "Are you helping that little brat?"
"Heh," Yin Ruohong glanced at him with a cold laugh, "If I don't help him, am I supposed to help you?"
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