Urban Medical Immortal Dad
Chapter 314: How Do You Feel?_1

Chapter 314: Chapter 314: How Do You Feel?_1

"Hmm."

Mo Han nodded and continued, "I will be performing alchemy tomorrow morning, and if nothing goes wrong, it should be ready by noon."

"At that time, I will notify you to come and get the Elixir."

"Okay," He Chen said, overwhelmed with joy, "Thank you so much, Mister Mo!"

"I’ve said before, you’re my friend. I always keep my promises to my friends!"

After saying this, Mo Han hung up the phone.

He then placed a call to Ling Yuzhu from the Shengtian Group.

Now that Ning’er has resigned from Luo’s Group, how could Luo’s Group still expect to enjoy the dividends from Shengtian Group? Impossible!

"President Ling, immediately announce to the public that Shengtian Group is terminating all collaborations with Luo’s Group, and add Luo’s Group to the blacklist. Forever banned from partnership!"

"Mister Mo, what are you saying? Terminate the collaboration?"

Ling Yuzhu exclaimed in shock, "But isn’t your wife the General Manager of Luo’s Group? If we terminate the partnership, what about your wife..."

"An hour ago, Ning’er just submitted her resignation," Mo Han said indifferently. "The current Luo’s Group has nothing to do with my wife!"

"This..."

Ling Yuzhu was somewhat at her wits’ end. If the termination had been twenty days earlier, Shengtian Group would have suffered some losses, but not as much as they would now.

Terminating the project halfway through would mean selecting a new partner and changes to schedules and plans, leading to an increase in costs by at least a hundred million.

Moreover, to curry favor with Luo Ning, Shengtian Group had given very preferential terms to Luo’s Group in the contract. If it wasn’t a quality issue, and Shengtian Group initiated the termination of the partnership, it would constitute a breach of contract and require paying tens of millions in damages.

Seeing that she was not responding, Mo Han frowned and asked, "Is there a problem?"

"Hmm."

Ling Yuzhu nodded and honestly voiced her concerns.

Mo Han snorted coldly, with overwhelming authority, "I don’t care what trouble you’re facing, I have only one demand: bring down Luo’s Group!"

Ling Yuzhu heard this and broke out in a cold sweat. Hesitating, she said, "Mister Mo, could we possibly have a two-day grace period? In these two days, I will communicate with our legal department to see if there is a way we can end the partnership while minimizing the cost."

As the helmswoman of Shengtian Group, Ling Yuzhu considered the interests of the company the most. Hence, even though Mo Han was the Chairman of Shengtian Group, she still made her case forcefully.

Mo Han was not unreasonable. He nodded and replied, "Fine! Two days, I’ll give you two days. After two days, I want to see Old Lady Luo’s family in tears!"

At that moment, Mo Xiaochen had had his fill of fun on the slide and was clamoring to go home for a drink.

As soon as they reached the living room, Mo Han saw his father-in-law’s arm swollen like a radish, which likely wouldn’t go down for ten days or even half a month.

"Dad, why don’t we just go to the hospital now?"

Luo Ning said worriedly, "Your arm is so bruised it looks frightening, and it even hurts to lift..."

Yang Meifeng liked to bully her husband, but she felt a bit sorry for him at the moment. However, just thinking about going to the hospital for blood tests, casts, and spending at least several hundred or even a thousand dollars, she was somewhat reluctant.

"Ning’er, what nonsense are you talking about? It’s such a waste of money to go to the hospital for a little injury like this!"

"If you ask me, just go to the clinic next to our community, get a couple of shots to reduce the swelling, and be done for a few tens or a hundred dollars..."

Daughters know their mothers best, so of course, Ning’er knew her mother was afraid of spending money.

But thinking of how her mother didn’t blink an eye when losing five or six hundred in mahjong, yet now begrudged spending a few hundred at the hospital, Luo Ning’s face immediately darkened, "Mom! Dad could have a bone injury; how could the clinic treat it properly?"

"This arm can’t be delayed; we must go to the hospital!"

Seeing her daughter defy her, Yang Meifeng’s temper flared. She put her hands on her hips and said with displeasure, "Who’s the mother here, you or me?"

"I’ve said it, just a visit to the community clinic will do!"

As they seemed on the verge of arguing again, Luo Shanchuan hurriedly spoke up, "Stop, stop, stop! Didn’t you argue enough over at Mom’s place just now?"

"Ning’er, don’t get involved in this. I’ll go and try the clinic first. If the shots work and the swelling goes down, we won’t need the hospital; if it doesn’t, then we’ll see..."

His last words, "then we’ll see," were filled with bitterness.

He knew his wife too well—she would rather spend hundreds on face masks than spend an extra dime on him.

It was at that point that Mo Han spoke up, "Dad, Mom, there’s no need for the anti-inflammatory shots for now."

"I happen to know a bit about acupuncture. How about I give Dad a few needles to release the stagnant blood? It might just do the trick."

Mo Han was very confident in his Zixiao Divine Needle skills—it was just a matter of activating the blood and removing stasis, which would take mere seconds to complete.

"You know acupuncture?"

Yang Meifeng looked incredulous, "Mo Han, it’s one thing to con others with feng shui, but now you say you know acupuncture too? Are you trying to fool your own family?"

"Enough, no need to say anymore. Take your father-in-law to the community clinic quickly before they close!"

Luo Shanchuan, who feared needles, also refused, "Mo Han, I appreciate the thought, but I’d rather go to the clinic..."

"Ah!"

Before he could finish, he let out a scream.

Mo Han had somehow produced several silver needles and swiftly inserted them into Luo Shanchuan’s arm.

Luo Shanchuan was furious and about to explode when Mo Han’s voice reached his ears, "Dad, how do you feel now?"