Urban Medical Immortal Dad
Chapter 168: Restraint in Grief_1

Chapter 168: Chapter 168: Restraint in Grief_1

Meanwhile, at Wanda Plaza’s Cat Eye Cafe.

In the private room furthest inside by the window, two distinctly attractive girls were sitting face to face.

One of the girls sported a bun, wore a Tiffany’s light pink dress, and her smile revealed two charming dimples. If Mo Han were here, he’d recognize her in an instant as Tang Chuchu, the Tang Family’s young miss.

The girl sitting opposite her was dressed in a more sporty fashion, with a white Balenciaga short-sleeve shirt, a pair of cool hot pants, and a pair of limited-edition collaboration sports shoes. Just the clothes she was wearing cost no less than five hundred thousand.

"Chu Chu, how is your grandfather’s illness?" The sporty girl was the first to speak up and ask.

Tang Chuchu smiled slightly, "It was indeed quite serious for a while, but he has been recovering quite well these past few days."

"Xintong, just speak your mind. Our Four Great Families are closely connected, and you and I have been playing together since we were little. Don’t be so formal."

The girl talking to Tang Chuchu was Zhou Xintong, the eldest daughter of the Zhou Family, one of the Four Great Families. She had grown up with Tang Chuchu and the two were best friends who shared everything.

Lately, Zhou Xintong went abroad to study, and her relationship with Tang Chuchu grew a bit distant, but since she returned the year before last, they had slowly gotten back to their familiar rapport.

"Alright, I’ll get to the point then." Zhou Xintong’s expression became serious as she spoke in a grave tone, "Grandfather has fallen ill with a strange disease! And it’s quite serious!"

"For some reason, every day around noontime, he starts coughing and vomiting blood non-stop; and yet the hospital equipment can’t seem to find anything wrong."

"I’ve sought out all the renowned doctors in both Jiangling City and Jiangnan City to no avail!"

"Grandfather says it’s his fate, and we shouldn’t interfere. His only wish right now is to have a word with Grandpa Tang..."

Zhou Xintong said, taking a long sigh.

Even though Grandfather didn’t say what he wanted to discuss with Grandpa Tang, she had a pretty good guess.

From the outside, the Zhou Family appeared to be doing well with a large family business, but in reality, it was all held up by Grandfather; if he were to fall, it would be difficult for the Zhou Family’s foundation to remain intact.

Although the Four Great Families of Jiangling City are said to be closely bonded, there are various entangled interests among them. Among them, the Tang Family controls the most resources and is the most powerful. Grandfather is seeking to lean on this slight connection, hoping Grandpa Tang will offer his protection.

"What? Grandfather Zhou is seriously ill? How come we don’t know?"

Tang Chuchu cried out in shock, causing a passing waiter to think something was amiss and promptly rush over.

Zhou Xintong waved her hand to dismiss the waiter and continued slowly, "Grandfather’s illness came on so strangely; he was fine until last Tuesday when he started coughing up blood incessantly."

Looking intently at Tang Chuchu, she said, "Chu Chu, the reason I asked to meet with you is that I have two things I need help with."

"Firstly, I would like to invite Grandpa Tang to our Zhou Family to have a chat with Grandfather."

"Secondly, I’ve heard that the only reason Grandpa Tang’s serious injuries improved was thanks to a miraculous doctor. I am willing to pay a hefty sum to have him treat Grandfather!"

The fact that Mo Han treated Tang Guowei was known to very few, but the Zhou Family had been entrenched in Jiangling City for a long time and had their own ways of investigating certain matters.

Having learned this information, Zhou Xintong hurried to arrange a meeting with Tang Chuchu.

"Xintong, I can agree to the first request," said Tang Chuchu as she took a sip of her coffee, and then continued, "Although Grandfather Tang and Grandfather Zhou had their differences before, they have known each other for many years. If Grandfather Tang knew about Grandfather Zhou’s condition, he would definitely go and visit."

"As for the second matter, it’s a bit difficult. That man is eccentric; he doesn’t treat illnesses for payment but rather based on his mood. I can only try."

"It’s okay, I can go and plead with him!" Zhou Xintong bit her lip, "Even if it means offering my body, I will get him to come to the Zhou Family to treat Grandfather!"

"Giggle..." Tang Chuchu burst into laughter upon hearing this, "Xintong, I advise you to abandon that thought—he’s married after all."

"So what if he’s married!" Zhou Xintong pouted, "I refuse to believe he could turn down a woman like me!"

In terms of looks, although she couldn’t be described as a nation-toppling beauty, she was firmly in the top five in Jiangling City.

In terms of physique, she had been practicing martial arts since a young age; not only was she extremely flexible, but she also had a curvaceous figure, especially her long, white legs which even women couldn’t help but glance at twice when she walked down the street.

In terms of education, she graduated from Aimeric Stanford University with dual master’s degrees in Business Administration and Psychology and was coveted by over twenty world top 100 corporations even before she graduated.

In terms of status, she was the young miss of Jiangling City’s Zhou Family, controlling half of Zhou Group’s enterprises. It was no exaggeration to say that in the entire Zhou Group, other than the old Mr. Zhou Zhishan, she was the most influential.

Watching Zhou Xintong’s confidence, Tang Chuchu felt as if she was seeing her past self, "Alright, I’ll try."

...

"Five seconds?"

Manager Zhou scoffed with disdain, "Who do you think you are, Ye Wen or Jia Zidan?"

"The security guards here are all retired soldiers from the battlefield. To fight them is simply masochism!"

To corroborate Manager Zhou’s statement, several security guards had already stripped off their clothes, revealing their muscular bodies, some sporting twisted scars from combat, which suggested they had experienced fights.

Go Lao’er glanced at the retired soldier-security guards, shook his head, and sighed, "Condolences!"