Urban Medical Immortal Dad
Chapter 247: Shh! My Wife Is Calling_1

Chapter 247: Chapter 247: Shh! My Wife Is Calling_1

Seeing Nie Kuangtu collapse with a bang, those men in black who had still wanted to struggle instantly gave up.

One by one, they raised their hands and squatted in the corner of the wall.

Tang Guowei waved his hand, and soon the Tang Family’s Hidden Guard took these men away.

In this battle, Zhou Zhishan watched with trepidation and developed an extreme admiration for Mister Mo.

Even a renowned expert like Nie Kuangtu was helpless against Mister Mo.

This Mister Mo, not only was his medical skill unparalleled, but his martial arts cultivation was also astonishing, especially that Puppetry Technique, which was simply inconceivable.

Luckily, he listened to Old Tang’s advice and hadn’t crossed Mister Mo.

He put on a flattering smile and complimented, "Mister Mo, have you seen the Platinum Sharp No.1 villa I sent you last time? Is there anything you are unhappy with?"

"If there is, I’ll have it fixed immediately."

They say one does not slap a smiling face, and since Zhou Zhishan was making overtures, Mo Han naturally would not refuse. He smiled slightly and said, "Old Zhou is too kind, the villa is quite nice, and my family and I really like it."

"It really was quite the expenditure..."

"Not at all! Not at all!" Zhou Zhishan laughed, "For Mister Mo to solve such a big problem for me, a villa is nothing..."

"Well, well... Old Mudfish, is the sun rising from the west?" Tang Guowei chuckled, "Such a stingy person like you doesn’t feel pain?"

"Platinum Sharp No.1, as far as I know, has a market value of at least 1.3 billion..."

"Nonsense! It’s 1.7 billion!" Zhou Zhishan winced in pain, "A full 1.7 billion..."

Seeing Mo Han on the side, he quickly corrected himself, "What’s 1.7 billion! As long as Mister Mo lives comfortably, this old man can afford it!"

Ding ling ling...

Just then, Mo Han’s phone rang. It was Luo Ning calling.

"Shush!"

Mo Han placed a finger to his lips to gesture for silence, "My wife is calling..."

Tang Guowei quickly gestured for quiet, "Everyone, keep it down! Mister Mo’s wife is on the phone."

Everyone nodded in unison, making the shushing gesture just like Mo Han.

Uh...

Can you guys not be so silly?

Mo Han had a black line across his forehead but didn’t care about these people watching. He answered the call.

"Hello, Ning’er, I’m here, what’s up?"

His tone was very tender, a stark contrast to the ruthless killer he had just been.

"It’s almost twelve o’clock, I’m feeling weak and can’t cook. Chen Chen is hungry, and she can’t stomach takeout..."

Luo Ning said weakly, "When will you be back? We still need to go to Blacklight Pier this afternoon."

"I’m on my way back, about twenty minutes away," Mo Han quickly replied, "If you’re hungry, there are peaches and grapes I bought in the fridge, eat some to tide you over."

"Mm."

Luo Ning said softly, "Hurry back..."

After hanging up, Mo Han apologized to Tang Guowei and the others, got in the car, and rushed home.

With Mo Han gone, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly quieted down.

Looking at Cheng Debiao sprawled on the ground, Zhou Zhishan asked gravely, "Old Tang, what should we do with him? Should we just..."

As he spoke, he made a gesture of cutting his throat.

"No need," Tang Guowei answered with a faint smile, stroking his chin thoughtfully, "Mudfish, do you know why Brother Mo didn’t kill Cheng Debiao outright?"

Zhou Zhishan frowned, pondered for a moment, and seemed to catch on, "Are you saying, Mister Mo spared Cheng Debiao because he has other plans?"

"Hehe, Mudfish, honesty is the best policy," Tang Guowei patted Zhou Zhishan’s shoulder, smiling slightly, "He has given us his letter of surrender; how could we kill him?"

"Besides, what good does killing Cheng Debiao do us now? Why give the Tao Family an excuse to attack Jiangling City?"

"The death of Nie Kuangtu and his son will be known sooner or later. Let Cheng Debiao be our messenger..."

Letter of surrender?

A lightbulb went on in Zhou Zhishan’s head; he understood.

Goodness, Old Tang and Brother Mo plan to use Cheng Debiao as their undercover agent, planted within the Tao Family!

...

Meanwhile, at another location, the Luo Family Villa, Old Lady Luo and Luo Yuantu, among others, sat around a dining table, thoroughly enjoying their lunch.

Old Lady Luo seemed to be in a good mood today, even having a glass of Bordeaux red wine.

"Dad, have you finalized things with Boss He from Blacklight Pier?" Luo Xuanran asked as he picked up a piece of braised pork and ate while speaking.

Luo Yuantu nodded, chuckling, "Rest assured, I’ve spoken to Boss He. He won’t sell a single steel bar to Luo Ning!"

"Plus, this guy is notoriously lecherous, and Luo Ning is so beautiful – he’s bound to try to touch her."

"With Luo Ning’s temperament, she definitely won’t tolerate it, I want to see how she completes her task this time!"

"Ahem!"

Old Lady Luo coughed softly, surveying the surroundings, and said calmly, "Yuantu, our main goal this time is to make Luo Ning resign on her own, not to mess up the business."

"Once Luo Ning steps down, make sure you get Boss He to ship the steel over immediately."

"Yes!"

Old Lady Luo then glanced at Luo Zitong, who seemed a bit despondent, and handed her a piece of abalone, "Here, Zi Tong, eat more; you’ve been working hard lately."

Luo Zitong’s lips twitched slightly, and a tear rolled down her cheek.

No matter what, that was the child from her own womb, yet her grandmother had forced her to abort it...