The Strongest Dandy in the City
Chapter 34 - 34 34 Seeking Help

34: Chapter 34 Seeking Help 34: Chapter 34 Seeking Help Only after everyone had left the room did Ye Chenfeng finally speak up, “Mr.

Zhao, do you realize that you’ve been in a coma for three months due to a severe poisoning?”

“What?

Poisioned?” Zhao Qihua’s face showed an expression of disbelief as he asked in surprise.

“Yes, the toxin in your body is extremely potent, not something that ordinary people can purge, let alone those so-called doctors,” Ye Chenfeng answered with a sneer.

“Mr.

Zhao, I think you should be wary of the people around you, it’s possible that the poison was administered by…” Ye Chenfeng hinted suggestively.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qihua raised his eyes to look at Ye Chenfeng, his eyebrows tightly furrowed, deep in thought.

The number of people regularly close to him could be counted on the fingers of one hand: his wife Ding Yufen, his daughter Zhao Wanting, and then only Fang Nanxiang and Wan Kai remained.

Ding Yufen and Zhao Wanting could be ruled out first, so could it really be Fang Nanxiang or Wan Kai, one of these two?

Zhao Qihua was somewhat unable to accept this reality.

Fang Nanxiang had been with him for many years and, over these years, Nanxiang’s conduct had made Zhao Qihua consider him family, virtually his right-hand man.

And Wan Kai not only had saved Zhao Qihua’s life before but was now his prospective son-in-law.

He really dared not imagine that amongst these two, there would be someone who would poison him?

“Mr.

Ye, surely not only those close to me could have poisoned me, right?” Zhao Qihua still couldn’t bring himself to believe it.

Ye Chenfeng inwardly sneered.

Despite being the chairman of a conglomerate, Zhao Qihua’s judgement was weak.

However, all Ye Chenfeng could do was to give Zhao Qihua a hint; As for how Zhao Qihua would handle the matter or whether he would choose to believe it, that was beyond Ye Chenfeng’s consideration.

“Mr.

Zhao, think about it some more!

I won’t disturb your rest any longer.”

No sooner had Ye Chenfeng stepped out of the room than Zhao Wanting came bounding up, asking eagerly, “Chenfeng, my dad’s illness should be all right now, shouldn’t it?”

Although the toxins inside Zhao Qihua’s body had been completely purged by Ye Chenfeng, the prolonged presence of the poison had caused damage to some of his internal organs.

If those organ functions weren’t restored, Zhao Qihua could very well lose anywhere from ten to twenty years of his life.

Seeing the worry that surfaced on Zhao Wanting’s tender white face, Ye Chenfeng decided to be thorough in his charity and replied, “Your dad’s condition is still pretty bad.

To get back to how he was, I’ll have to put in quite a bit more effort!

But this subsequent treatment won’t fall within that fifty thousand dollar fee.”

Zhao Wanting playfully wrinkled her nose and said, “You’re really stingy, aren’t hermits supposed to be indifferent about money?”

At Zhao Wanting’s words, Ye Chenfeng felt quite embarrassed inside and joked, “I’m no hermit, to be clear, just an ordinary person, and you’re not someone special to me, are you?

If you were my woman, I’d of course not charge you a penny.”

Zhao Wanting’s cheeks instantly reddened as if blood were about to drip from them, and she gave Ye Chenfeng a coquettishly angry stare, resembling a young wife playfully pouting at her husband.

The flirtatious banter between Ye Chenfeng and Zhao Wanting made Wan Kai, who stood by, turn very pale.

Observing this, Ding Yufen hastily interjected, “Mr.

Ye, it’s getting late; why don’t you stay here tonight?

That’ll save you the trip back and forth tomorrow.”

Ye Chenfeng didn’t refuse since treating Zhao Qihua had depleted most of his Soul Force; he badly needed a quiet room to recuperate and restore the Soul Force to its peak state.

“Mr.

Ye, please follow me,”

Under Fang Nanxiang’s lead, Ye Chenfeng entered a room that was furnished very simply.

“If I don’t come out of the room, don’t allow anyone to disturb me,” Ye Chenfeng said, being very apprehensive of being interrupted while recuperating and restoring his energy.

“Okay, Mr.

Ye.”

After Fang Nan Xiang left the room, Ye Chenfeng sat cross-legged, his breathing gradually became steady, and the rhythm of his inhale and exhale became very regular.

If it weren’t for the sound of his breathing, others might have mistaken him for a statue!

After a session of breathing exercises, Ye Chenfeng’s Soul Force recovered to the Second Level Peak.

He yawned, stretched, and was just about to leave the room when his phone suddenly rang.

He took out the phone and pressed the answer button, “Chenfeng, you need to come back to the Strong Soldier Training Camp immediately.” Ye Dongjian’s urgent voice came from the other end.

“Uncle, have you taken Viagra this early in the morning?

Why are you so energetic?” Ye Chenfeng joked.

“Don’t joke around, kid.

I’m not kidding; my behind is on fire here.

Get back here and help me hold the fort,” Ye Dongjian said anxiously.

Hearing Ye Dongjian’s voice, Ye Chenfeng realized it wasn’t a joke.

He asked, “Uncle, what’s the urgent matter that I need to return to the Strong Soldier Training Camp?”

“What’s with all the questions?

Can’t you come back just because your uncle asked?

If you don’t come today, you don’t have to call me uncle in the future.”

Beep beep beep—Listening to the busy tone, Ye Chenfeng knew his uncle must be in trouble, or else he wouldn’t be this mad.

When he pushed open the door and stepped out, he saw Fang Nan Xiang standing straight at the doorway, his eyes full of red blood vessels, which showed that he had been standing there all night.

Had Fang Nan Xiang stood guard at his door all night just because Ye Chenfeng casually mentioned not to let anyone disturb him?

That was…

Zhao Qihua had once shown immense kindness to Fang Nan Xiang, and since Ye Chenfeng was responsible for waking Zhao Qihua, Fang Nan Xiang naturally took his duty seriously.

It wasn’t just about losing sleep for one night; even if asked to do so for several nights, he’d be willing.

“Mr.

Ye, you’re awake?

Did you sleep well last night?” Fang Nan Xiang asked respectfully as he saw Ye Chenfeng come out of the room.

Fang Nanxiang’s action of guarding the room’s door greatly impressed Ye Chenfeng, which showed how loyal Fang Nan Xiang was to Zhao Qihua, otherwise he wouldn’t have taken Ye Chenfeng so seriously.

“Fang Brother, I am really sorry.

I just said so offhand yesterday, and you ended up standing guard outside the door all night.

You…”

“Mr.

Ye, you’re too polite.

You are the hope for Director Zhao’s recovery.

You’re Director Zhao’s benefactor and thus my benefactor, too,” Fang Nan Xiang, who had spent his youth in the special forces, was straightforward and sincere.

Ye Chenfeng felt touched and said, “Fang Brother, I need to step out for a bit.

Regarding Director Zhao’s illness, I’ll be back to treat him.”

Since his uncle was in such a rush to call him, he naturally had to go back to the Strong Soldier Training Camp to see what was going on.

“Mr.

Ye, where are you going?

Let me drive you there,” Fang Nan Xiang offered.

“That’s not necessary, Fang Brother.

You better go rest!” Ye Chenfeng felt bad for troubling Fang Nan Xiang any further.

“Mr.

Ye, please don’t be polite with me.” Fang Nan Xiang bowed and made a “please” gesture.

Ye Chenfeng couldn’t refuse without appearing petty.

After a quick word with the Zhaos, Fang Nan Xiang and Ye Chenfeng left together.

Before they left, Zhao Qihua reminded Fang Nan Xiang to take his time returning.

He instructed him to pick up Ye Chenfeng after his errand was done, sparing Ye Chenfeng the inconvenience.