Urban Medical Immortal Dad
Chapter 371: The Performance Begins_1

Chapter 371: Chapter 371: The Performance Begins_1

Ding-a-ling...

At that moment, his phone rang, from an unknown number.

Mo Han’s eyebrows furrowed slightly but he still answered the call, "Hello, who’s this?"

"Mr. Mo, hello, I’m Zhu Xiuli."

Unexpectedly, the call was from the Zhu Family’s young miss. Compared to her previously haughty demeanor, she now sounded considerably more respectful, "I’ve made the apology statement you asked for."

"Also, my grandfather has suspended me from my position as deputy director of operations last night."

"Please, when can you make the Qiankun Elixir again? Grandfather is very anxious..."

Mo Han moved his head and yawned leisurely, replying, "Depends on my mood, probably not these few days."

Having said that, without concern for the other party’s feelings, he hung up the phone with a snap.

Buzz buzz buzz...

At this moment, his cellphone vibrated again; Mo Han tapped to see a message from Zhang Da, who he had just become contacts with that morning.

"Mr. Mo, my aunt has woken up, she’s in great spirits, even went so far as to roll her cart out to set up a stall. I couldn’t persuade her otherwise and had to accompany her."

Following this was a photo, which captured the scene of his mother at her stall.

From the picture, his mother looked much younger. Her once white hair was now hardly visible, all shiny and smooth, as if it had been oiled.

The wrinkles on her face had diminished significantly, her complexion was rosy, and she looked full of energy.

Seeing this, a smile appeared on Mo Han’s face. He was aware of the effects of the Qiankun Elixir; half a pill would kill all bad cells, curing even the most serious illnesses within half an hour.

An entire pill would have even more astonishing effects.

Even if one was on their last breath, the Qiankun Elixir could save them.

However, Mo Han was worried that the effects might be too noticeable and raise his mother’s suspicions, so he had deliberately used Purple Cloud True Qi to temporarily seal the medicinal effect, allowing it to release slowly.

Regrettably, Mo Han had underestimated the power of a whole Qiankun Elixir; even with ninety percent of its effect suppressed, Ming Cuilian’s body and spirit underwent a drastic transformation.

Such changes couldn’t be fully perceived just from a single photo.

"Alright, thank you, Brother Zhang."

Mo Han replied on his phone, "Next time I’m free, I’ll treat you to a drink."

Buzz buzz...

Quickly, a message from Zhang Da popped up again:

"No need to be polite, Mr. Mo. If you’re free, I’ll be the host and invite you for food and drinks."

"Also, I’ve sorted out the matter with Ming Yong. Please see the photo."

Shortly after, two photos were sent.

The first one showed Ming Yong—no, now he should be called Shit Yong’s new ID card.

On the right of the ID card was a registration photo of Shit Yong in a shirt, his face swollen and bruised, barely recognizable.

On the left were Shit Yong’s name, permanent residence address, and ID number.

The second photo was of Shit Yong with his legs broken, lying at the side of the road, weeping and howling in agony.

"Hmm, good work."

Looking at the two photos, Mo Han felt a sense of relief in his heart.

The person he loved most in the world was his wife Luo Ning, the person he cherished the most was his daughter Chen Chen, but the person he respected the most was his foster mother Ming Cuilian, who had taken care of him since he was young.

Ming Yong deserved today’s fate!

Fifteen minutes later, Mo Han returned home.

Surprisingly, there was no one at home. Thinking about it, he guessed that Chen Chen couldn’t be confined at home and must have been taken out to play by her grandfather.

That was fine by him; he could use the opportunity to catch up on some sleep at home.

With that in mind, he took his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a bath before lying down for a good rest.

However, while he was halfway through his shower, his cell phone suddenly rang. It was a call from He Chen.

Mo Han turned off the tap, grabbed a towel, and started drying himself as he answered the call on speakerphone.

"Mr. Mo, there will be a dinner at Luo Family Villa at seven o’clock tonight."

He Chen’s voice came through the phone, "Old Lady Luo has invited all the heads of the parties cooperating with Luo Group to the banquet!"

"I suspect that on the one hand, she wants to maintain cooperation with these partners, and on the other hand, she probably wants to collect some of the project payment to supplement their funds."

"After all, their cash flow is tight now, and the money borrowed from lenders like Yintong, Lüshan, and Tengniu has all been invested in the projects..."

"Additionally, Wei Gang called me. Luo Yuantu owes a principal and interest of 88 million. Should we collect the debt today?"

A series of matters slightly cluttered Mo Han’s thoughts.

After pondering for a while, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly as he slowly said, "Since the old lady is hosting a banquet, let’s give her a big gift."

"Have the material suppliers, quality supervisors, and contractors join in the fun tonight."

"As for Wei Gang, tell him that paying one’s debts is only natural. Since Luo Yuantu wrote an IOU, it’s nothing wrong for him to go and collect the money."

"However, be mindful of how it’s done, no need to be too violent—just breaking two ribs should suffice."

On the other end of the phone, He Chen nodded repeatedly, but inwardly he sighed for Luo Yuantu.

This guy had to provoke Mr. Mo, and now he was set to reap the consequences...

After the shower and changing clothes, Mo Han lay on his bed and sent a text to Ling Yuzhu:

"Tonight at seven, the show begins."

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