47: Chapter 47 Chaos 47: Chapter 47 Chaos Qin Han certainly reaped a bountiful harvest this time, not only curing Yang Zhentian, but also obtaining three pieces of jade, and most importantly, taking Shao Yang as his disciple.

But on the other hand, Song Yuzhe’s situation was not so good.

After Qin Han left, Song Yuzhe was transported to the hospital by his secretary and staff.

In the car, he hysterically cursed, “Damn Qin Han, how dare you hit me!

Just wait, if I don’t kill you, my last name isn’t Song.

Ow, it hurts so much.”

“President Song, please bear with it a little longer, we’re almost there.” The driver glanced back and said, then floored the gas pedal.

“Can’t you drive any faster?

I’m in so much pain,” Song Yuzhe cursed out at the driver.

The driver, having been berated for no reason, muttered to himself about being too talkative and offending this rich fool.

Using his still intact left hand, Song Yuzhe took out his cell phone and dialed his mother Lu Huixi’s number.

As soon as the call connected, he wailed, “Mom, Qin Han has broken my arms and legs, I’m almost gone, hurry to the hospital to save me.”

Lu Huixi hung up the phone, somewhat dazed, “Yuzhe got hit by Qin Han?

How is that possible?”

But she immediately put on her clothes and rushed to the hospital.

Song Yuzhe then called Song Yuanqiao, “Dad, I’m going to die, Qin Han has broken my arms and legs, all because that bastard had a little scrape, he’s showing no respect for you at all, you have to stand up for me.”

Song Yuanqiao picked up the phone, heard Song Yuzhe wailing on the other end, and let out a deep sigh before saying, “Shut up, which hospital are you at?”

After hanging up, Song Yuanqiao told the driver to turn around and headed back to the hospital, entering it twice in one day.

Although it wasn’t him suffering, he felt somewhat helpless.

Did Qin Han really beat up Yuzhe?

At twenty-five, could what the expert said have come true?

As soon as Song Yuzhe arrived at the hospital, the doctors who had been informed in advance pushed him into the emergency room, where a group of doctors immediately surrounded him, administering anesthesia and providing care.

When Song Yuzhe’s X-ray came out, the attending doctor Luo Ming frowned deeply upon looking at the X-ray in his hand.

“The fractures don’t seem to be caused by a car accident but rather look like they were deliberately crushed, avoiding major blood vessels, but some of the fragmented bones have already pierced through the skin.”

“Quack, don’t worry about how it happened, just treat me already.

My hands and legs can’t be ruined, you hear me!” Song Yuzhe started cursing again when he saw Luo Ming wasn’t immediately treating him.

“Patient, please control your emotions, I am assessing your condition,” said Luo Ming, taking a deep breath.

“Quack, assess your mother’s cunt, are you competent or not?”

Hearing Song Yuzhe’s words, Luo Ming felt a surge of anger to the point of near dizziness.

He was the main emergency surgeon at the First Hospital, where people politely addressed him as Doctor Luo, yet this idiot kept calling him a quack, which frustrated him immensely.

He was no longer as ‘gentle’ when examining the wounds on Song Yuzhe’s arm.

“Ah!

You big fucking idiot, that hurts, get out, get the hell out!” Song Yuzhe yelled in pain.

“How is my son?

Where is my son?” At that moment, Lu Huixi’s voice came from outside the emergency room.

“Mom, I’m here, quickly call the hospital director, this quack doesn’t know anything!

It’s killing me,” Song Yuzhe shouted as soon as he heard Lu Huixi’s voice.

“Hmph!” Luo Ming, black in the eyes with anger, flung his sleeves and stalked out of the emergency room.

“My dear son, what happened to you?

How did you get like this?

Where are your doctors?

Why haven’t they treated my son yet?” Lu Huixi looked at Song Yuzhe, lying wretched on the hospital bed, and raised her head to question Luo Ming and the doctor beside him.

“The patient’s fracture is complicated because of his special status.

We are still discussing the situation, but the patient is not cooperating!” Luo Ming explained patiently.

“Discussing the situation?

What else is there to discuss?

If you don’t treat him now, what are we supposed to do if my son’s hands and feet have problems?

Can you even treat this?

If not, call for a doctor who can!” Upon hearing Luo Ming say they were still discussing, Lu Huixi burst out, pointing at Luo Ming’s nose and cursing up a storm.

The doctors and nurses in the emergency room all pursed their lips—mother and son were cut from the same cloth, equally venomous in their words.

“Shut up, both of you, making a spectacle of yourselves!”

A stern shout interrupted Lu Huixi and her son—it was Song Yuanqiao making his entrance.

“Doctor, my apologies, I am Song Yuanqiao from Song Group.

May I ask about my son’s condition?” As head of the family and unlike the brash Lu Huixi, Song Yuanqiao spoke to Luo Ming politely.

“Mr.

Song, your son’s injury is quite unique, as if someone crushed his bones with immense force—very complex, indeed.

I think we have no choice but to ask for Old Liu’s help,” Luo Ming replied, speaking candidly upon seeing Song Yuanqiao’s courteous demeanor.

“Then what are you waiting for?

Why aren’t you fetching him?

Couldn’t you have said earlier that you couldn’t handle it?” Song Yuzhe yelled again.

“You shut your mouth!” Song Yuanqiao shouted at Song Yuzhe, then turned back to Luo Ming, “Please, could you ask Old Liu for help?”

Luo Ming nodded and hurried off; the scene before him was all too reminiscent of one involving Elder Yang, but it was uncertain whether Song Yuzhe would be as lucky.

“My dear son, you said it was Qin Han who did this to you?

What on earth happened?” Lu Huixi turned to Song Yuzhe, asking as Luo Ming left.

Before Song Yuzhe could reply, Song Yuanqiao snorted coldly, “Do you know what your precious son did today?

He almost killed Di Di.

If it hadn’t been for Qin Han’s timely intervention, Di Di would have probably died.”

“If that bastard died, so be it!

What do you mean by Qin Han arriving just in time?”

“It was Qin Han who saved Di Di’s life!

His own child nearly died, and him breaking just one of Yu Zhe’s hands and feet was already showing restraint,” Song Yuanqiao sighed.

“Showing restraint?

That good-for-nothing dared to lay a hand on Yu Zhe?

Ah, I get it now.

It must be that little whore, Song Yuwei, thinking she’s all that now she’s head of the department, commanding Qin Han to do it.

How else would that good-for-nothing dare?

I’ve always said that little whore is nothing but a pretender.

You just wouldn’t believe me, even let her be president,” Lu Huixi spewed venomously.

“Yu Wei commanding?

Have you not been listening to a word I’ve said?

It was Qin Han who saved Di Di!!!

Qin Han has medical skills!” Song Yuanqiao nearly bellowed the words.

“That good-for-nothing knows medical skills?

Song Yuanqiao, are you sure you took your medication today?

Are you joking with me?” Lu Huixi said with a disdainful expression.

“You…

sigh.” Song Yuanqiao felt a deep sense of helplessness.

“Even if he knows medical skills, what of it?

I bet he’s lying.

He hurt my son; I’ll make him wish he were dead,” Lu Huixi said bitterly.

“Mom, you must take revenge for me,” Song Yuzhe said opportunistically by her side.

“Son, don’t worry.

If your dad won’t stand up for you, I’ll have your uncle do it,” Lu Huixi consoled Song Yuzhe as she took out her phone.

As soon as the call connected, Lu Huixi shouted, “Big brother, your nephew has been beaten up.

He’s at the First Hospital.

You need to come over quick.”