Urban Medical Immortal Dad
Chapter 480: Stinking Beggar_1

Chapter 480: Chapter 480: Stinking Beggar_1

At 4:25 p.m., the top floor of the Lotus Pavilion Tea Restaurant.

Seated under a parasol, Liu Yuanxi took off her sunglasses and opened a video she had just received on her phone.

The video was silent, showing only footage, specifically the scene of Cheng Debiao and Mo Han speaking quietly just moments before.

"Just as I thought, there’s a problem!"

Liu Yuanxi’s expression darkened as she murmured to herself, "Cheng Debiao’s son Cheng Wei is disabled in both legs. If there were no accidents, it must have been Mo Han’s doing."

"But now Cheng Debiao is so intimate with Mo Han, something isn’t right about this."

"Could it be that Cheng Debiao has betrayed us?"

As she was pondering intently, suddenly a close-up shot flashed in the video, showing Mo Han lifting his head, gazing upward at a forty-five-degree angle into the sky, his eyes squinting as if he were smiling at the camera.

"Has he discovered it?"

Liu Yuanxi took a deep breath, put down her phone, and sat in the chair with her eyes closed to rest for a while before slowly opening them again.

Her eyes no longer showed any hint of confusion, only endless murderous intent.

"Wait for an opportunity to make a move!"

...

While Mo Han was getting back into his Porsche and heading home, Sun Shaohua, who had drunk a bucket of manure water, was by a smashed underground tap in Tianxian Park, scooping water continuously to his mouth with both hands.

Despite feeling uncomfortably bloated, Sun Shaohua still kept rinsing his mouth and body without stopping.

Just moments ago, he had gulped down an entire bucket of manure water. Now, even the air he exhaled was foul-smelling, which was simply unbearable for a young gang boss used to cleanliness from a young age.

After cleaning himself for about ten minutes, Sun Shaohua still felt overpowered by the stench.

At this point, the park manager, noticing someone trampling the grass and damaging the water tap, rushed over with a baton, yelling, "You bastard, who allowed you to walk on the grass? Are you blind?"

"And this water pipe—did you smash it?"

Normally arrogant, Sun Shaohua would never take a mere park manager seriously. He snorted through his nose scornfully and said, "Who the hell are you to interfere with Young Master Hua’s business?"

"Beat it!"

The manager scrutinized Sun Shaohua, whose designer clothes were filthy with manure and hair a tangled mess, looking every bit like a wandering beggar.

"Young Master Hua? You’re nothing but a stinky beggar!"

Brandishing his baton furiously, the manager shouted, "This is a public park, understand? You’ve not only trampled on our freshly planted grass but also damaged the public water facility, and now you’re mouthing off. Today, I’m going to teach you a good lesson!"

With that, he charged at Sun Shaohua and began to beat him fiercely with the baton.

Anger flared within Sun Shaohua as he turned to retaliate, but as soon as he raised his hand, he realized he had no strength left at all.

No wonder, after being force-fed manure water and resisting fiercely, he was thoroughly thrashed by Go Lao’er’s men, not to mention the exhaustive running afterward had left him utterly drained.

In no time, Sun Shaohua was battered, his nose and face swollen. He quickly covered his head and fled in panic.

"Huff, huff..."

After realizing the manager hadn’t followed, Sun Shaohua caught his breath by the roadside, gasping heavily.

"Damn it, once I’ve recovered, that watchdog, Go Lao’er, He Chen, and that last name Mo, I will never forgive you!"

He cursed inwardly and waved for a cab by the roadside.

Yet not a single taxi stopped for him.

It was no wonder, with Sun Shaohua covered in yellow manure, occasional fresh blood seeping from his head and looking exceedingly pitiful, like someone who had just been mugged.

Taking such a customer might not only mean no fare but also a few hundred dollars worth of interior cleaning—too much hassle for the drivers, who naturally didn’t want to stop.

Watching taxi after taxi with their "Available" signs pass by without stopping, one could only imagine Sun Shaohua’s inner rage.

"Damn He Chen, even took my phone. If I had it, I could have called friends to pick me up in minutes."

Just then, a "putt-putt-putt," "tat-tat-tat" sound approached from a distance.

Looking up, Sun Shaohua saw a tractor carrying rice stalks chugging along slowly.

The driver, an old man with a hand-rolled cigarette in his mouth, swaying his head as if he had been drinking and evidently just back from farm work based on the mud covering him.

"Stop! Stop!"

Unable to hail a taxi, a desperate Sun Shaohua flung his arms out to stop the tractor, "Five hundred bucks to take me to Xiangxie Li Grand Hotel!"

At the mention of five hundred dollars, the old man’s drunken expression seemed to sober up quite a bit. He pulled the brake and said with a silly grin, "All right, young man, I’ve only got one seat, so you’ll have to climb up and sit in the back, okay?"

"Are you blind? In this state, how can I climb up by myself?" Sun Shaohua responded irritably, "Just help me up there!"

The old man was slightly annoyed, but considering the five hundred dollars, he got off the tractor and helped Sun Shaohua aboard.

However, as soon as he approached, he felt nauseous, "Young man, what have you been up to? You reek!"

The word Sun Shaohua hated the most now was "stink." Hearing it, his anger surged and he scolded, "Damn it! What’s it to you? Just drive!"

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