The Goddess's Personal Doctor
Chapter 484: Have to Give Money

Chapter 484: Chapter 484: Have to Give Money

"You’re talking about Yunmeng Villa!" Chou Hongfei sighed deeply, "You don’t know how many big shots in Yanjing are infatuated with her beauty, and since she did indeed heal many people, without any evidence, how dare we touch a single hair on her head?"

"That’s true, you guys work with evidence. I’m different, I just go straight to their door..."

Yang Yu recounted what had just happened, leaving Chou Hongfei dumbfounded, his face twitching: "The parents of the Xia family’s eldest, buried under that pile of flowers, turned into fertilizer?"

"I really feel sorry for Xia Yu, for not being able to find her parents for her. Instead, her parents don’t even have a body left," said Yang Yu with a helpless tone, "I don’t even know how to bring up the subject to her tomorrow, sigh!"

Chou Hongfei said, "It’s not your fault. That you were able to come back alive is already a stroke of great fortune amidst the misfortune."

"I definitely wouldn’t have died; I still have ways to save my life," Yang Yu spoke, "Our current focus of the discussion should be how to eradicate the brother and sister from the Witch Clan, shouldn’t it?"

"The boss told me to tell you, it’s not just this brother and sister who are in the Witch Clan," Chou Hongfei said, "Your operation this time can only be described with four words: startling the snake by hitting the grass."

Yang Yu frowned, "You mean, there are many more from the Witch Clan like Wu Gao and Wu Jing?"

"Yes, and many have assumed false names, hiding among the common folk, using witchcraft to harm others," Chou Hongfei explained, "Wu Jing is just someone the Witch Clan lifted up to earn money and fame, behind her stands the entire Witch Clan."

"So that’s how it is." Yang Yu spread his hands helplessly, "Since I’ve already startled the snake, you all just have to accept this reality, right?"

"Not ’you’ all, but us," Chou Hongfei said with a smiling face, "The boss said, since you stirred up this nest, you’ll carry the pot. The task of finding the Witch Clan members who harm the people will be yours to take on."

Yang Yu’s eyes widened, "Where will I find the time?"

"No rush," Chou Hongfei’s smile was fox-like, "The boss also said, we would be responsible for keeping watch, but once we find those using witchcraft to harm others, it will be up to you to take action."

Yang Yu was still not convinced, "Why? Can’t you guys take action?"

"You’re the one who said it, we need evidence, we must catch them red-handed," explained Chou Hongfei, "And you, you don’t need it."

Yang Yu: "..."

When Yang Yu returned to the Xia household, Xia Yu, who had been waiting up for him and had not slept, immediately greeted him, "Yang Yu, did you find them?"

Seeing Xia Yu’s weary face, Yang Yu felt deeply guilty, "I found them, but they are gone..."

Yang Yu retold the events that had happened, which made Xia Yu sway, nearly falling over.

Yang Yu only mentioned that he had found their bodies under the pile of flowers, not even bringing up the fact that they were used as fertilizer, but when Xia Yu heard that her parents’ bodies had been smashed to pieces with a punch, she still couldn’t accept it, "Dad, Mom..."

Yang Yu gently embraced Xia Yu and said softly, "Xia Yu, please restrain your grief."

Xia Yu wept softly, and as she cried, she fell asleep.

"Sigh..." Yang Yu knew that she had fainted from excessive grief, rather than truly falling asleep.

"Let her have a good sleep first." Yang Yu carried Xia Yu back to her bed, then pressed his palm to her forehead, "Xia Yu, life and death are decreed by fate, restrain your grief..."

Yang Yu was using hypnotism, sending his vocal influence directly into Xia Yu’s mind.

In this way, Xia Yu would hear Yang Yu’s comforting voice in her sleep, which could greatly soothe the sorrow in her heart.

Yang Yu could only do so much; such matters could only be overcome by oneself, and nobody else could help.

Xia Yu fell asleep, so Yang Yu casually lay on the sofa in Xia Yu’s room, settling for a night’s rest there.

The next morning, as soon as Yang Yu sensed movement, he immediately woke up and saw that Xia Yu was already awake, "Why don’t you sleep a little longer?"

"I can’t sleep," Xia Yu shook her head, "Yang Yu, I want to take revenge. Can you help me?"

"I can," Yang Yu agreed very readily, "Wu Gao is also my enemy, helping you is helping myself. However, how do you want to take revenge?"

Xia Yu’s eyes were red with hatred as she said, "I want to build a burial mound for my parents, and then have that venomous woman kneel in front of them and admit her wrongs."

"Admit her wrongs?" Yang Yu felt somewhat helpless, "Shouldn’t it be her blood that’s used to pay tribute to your parents?"

"Her blood will only dirty my parents’ resting place," Xia Yu said, "If we are to kill her, we should find a different place for that."

Yang Yu had never seen such a gentle method of revenge from Xia Yu before, but he felt Xia Yu was right, that woman’s blood would indeed dirty the resting place, "Alright, I will definitely try to spare her life so that she can admit her errors in front of your parents’ grave..."

"Miss Yu, Mr. Yang, the old lady is asking you to come for breakfast," Housekeeper Xia Dong’s voice came from outside. Yang Yu stepped out of the room, glancing at Xia Dong, "Housekeeper Xia, how did you know I was in Miss Yu’s room?"

With a slight smile, Xia Dong said, "I went to your room earlier to call for you, and when no one answered, I figured you must be in Miss Yu’s room."

"Housekeeper Xia, don’t tell anyone else," Yang Yu said, "It’s not good for Miss Yu’s reputation..."

"It’s fine," Xia Yu came out of the room, "The sleep is already over, why pretend to be pure now?"

Yang Yu: "...!!!"

The two went to the dining room together, and Yang Yu could clearly feel that the atmosphere at the dining table today was quite different from yesterday’s.

Yesterday, the Xia family members didn’t look at him directly, each glance was either from the left or the right.

But today, with the family of Xia Enhua absent, the looks from Xia Family’s Third and Fourth Masters’ families were filled with a bit more admiration for Yang Yu.

The events of last night had spread throughout Yanjing, with Yang Yu single-handedly causing the Yanjing young lords and ladies to lose face, and even won more than six billion from them. He was truly a legendary figure!

While they had been unconvinced by Yang Yu yesterday, today they were thoroughly impressed.

Even Xia Zi, who had previously disliked Yang Yu, couldn’t help but strike up a conversation with him, "Yang Yu, you’re so proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, is there anything you can’t do?"

After thinking for a while, Yang Yu answered the question very seriously, "Giving birth."

Xia Zi rolled her eyes hard, but everyone else was amused by Yang Yu’s humor and laughed heartily.

Humphing, Xia Zi said, "I heard your paintings are very valuable, could you paint a portrait of me?"

"Sure," Yang Yu agreed very readily, "But, you have to pay."

Xia Zi almost exploded with anger at Yang Yu’s response, but she still managed to restrain her anger, "How much? You name your price."

As Yang Yu was about to name his price, Xia Dong came in, "Old lady, Second Young Master Li has brought a group of people over again, saying that he wants to talk with you and Mr. Yang about some business matters."