CHAPTER 115: CHAPTER 114 WE ARE HERE TO DELIVER MONEY

Yang Chen didn’t expect the person in front of him to be an acquaintance.

He stared at Chen Xiaolong and pointed at Qin Zhiyuan, "Do you know who he is?"

Chen Xiaolong was about to cry; he still couldn’t forget the bizarre scene at the KTV at the time. Every time he went to sing at KTV, he would turn on the lights, afraid that something would suddenly fly over and cut off his ear again.

"I... I..." Chen Xiaolong didn’t know what to say; at this moment, he just wanted to call his brother-in-law to come rescue him.

"Let me tell you!" Yang Chen stared at Chen Xiaolong and said, "That old man is my family’s Elder. You keep calling him damn this and old man that, do you talk to your dad like that too?"

"I’m wrong! I know I’m wrong!" Chen Xiaolong quickly said.

Seeing Chen Xiaolong’s terrified look, Qin Zhiyuan couldn’t help but feel heavy-hearted. He stared at Yang Chen and asked, "Xiaochen, what’s going on here?"

Yang Chen glanced at Qin Zhiyuan and said in a deep voice, "We’ve dealt with them before!"

Then he said to Chen Xiaolong, "Does my family’s Elder owe you money?"

"No! No such thing!" Chen Xiaolong’s thoughts raced, and his eyes lit up. He quickly said, "I just saw our sister was ill, so I specifically came to give our family elder some money!"

Chen Xiaolong immediately stood up, took out everything from his pocket, and also pulled out the IOU.

Seeing the IOU, Chen Xiaolong shivered again in fright, and he quickly tore it up. He told a few subordinates, "Quickly take out all the money you’ve prepared, how can we not express our concern when our sister is sick!"

Everyone else dared not delay and quickly took out the money, handing it to Chen Xiaolong.

This group of people was quite wealthy, and they managed to gather around ten to twenty thousand yuan.

Chen Xiaolong stuffed the money into Qin Zhiyuan’s hands, smiling ingratiatingly, "Elder, I was just joking with you earlier, how could I possibly be asking you for money, this is just a little token from a few of us, please don’t mind."

Qin Zhiyuan held the money Chen Xiaolong handed him, feeling a bit strange.

Just moments ago, Chen Xiaolong was here to collect a debt, and now he was giving him money, making it feel somewhat unreal.

"Brother Yang, if you need anything, just say the word, and we’ll gladly do whatever it takes!" Chen Xiaolong patted his chest and assured Yang Chen.

As the saying goes, you don’t hit a smiling face, and Yang Chen’s initial anger had diminished significantly.

"Get lost! Don’t come bothering my family again!" Yang Chen said coldly.

"Yes, yes, yes! We are leaving right away!" Chen Xiaolong quickly led everyone away.

Qin Zhiyuan frowned and said, "Xiaochen, although they are hooligans, they did lend me money, a hundred thousand yuan, and with the interest over the years, it has amounted to two hundred thousand total, you shouldn’t treat them like that."

Yang Chen nodded, understanding Qin Zhiyuan’s thought, "Don’t worry, I’ll repay them in the future."

"That’s good." Qin Zhiyuan frowned at the money in his hand for a moment.

He looked around at the people, pulled Yang Chen over to a corner, and whispered, "How did you get to know Chen Xiaolong?"

He was experienced and knew the temperaments of retired guards. If they went well, maintaining the diligence and resilience of guards, they could surely achieve great success. But if not, focusing only on their brute strength and ferocity could lead them astray if dissatisfied with the society or feeling that their jobs don’t pay well.

Moreover, Yang Chen was previously a special guard, with top-tier skills and mind. Associating with people like Chen Xiaolong could easily lead to severe consequences.

He had seen some retired guards join certain organizations or sects, finding it hard to leave eventually!

He didn’t want Yang Chen to embark on this no-return path for him or Chen Siyan.

Looking at Qin Zhiyuan, Yang Chen knew what Qin Zhiyuan was worried about, and said in a deep voice, "Don’t worry, Dean, I don’t know this person. These people troubled Wei Xueqing before, and I beat them up. They are probably scared of being beaten again. We are guards, we have the pride guards should have, I’ve never forgotten your teachings, so I won’t do anything harming the people’s interests."

Upon hearing this, Qin Zhiyuan nodded, warmly patting Yang Chen’s shoulder, "Among these people, only you make me worry the least."

Yang Chen smiled and went with Qin Zhiyuan into the ward to see Chen Siyan.

"Brother!" Chen Siyan smiled at seeing Yang Chen, "I made it, brother! I got through it."

Yang Chen touched Chen Siyan’s forehead and smiled, "You are great. I told your sister Xueqing before, I said that orphans like us grow up relying on ourselves. And our fate is, in our youth, to endure all the hardships we must, and go through all the trials we’re meant to experience. Heaven is fair, and after letting us endure so much hardship, it’ll make our latter half of life smooth and peaceful."

Chen Siyan weakly smiled, "Then I will definitely be very happy, you don’t know how uncomfortable I felt during chemotherapy!"

Yang Chen smiled, pinched Chen Siyan’s little nose, and said, "Take good care, once you are well, I’ll take you out traveling."

"Okay! Hehe!" Chen Siyan was very happy.

Because Chen Siyan had just undergone surgery and was still very weak, they couldn’t stay in the ward too long and left afterward.

After letting Elder Zhang go home to rest, Yang Chen went to Zhang Xingzhou’s ward.

Seeing Yang Chen come in, both Zhang Qishan and Zhang Xingzhou stood up.

"Brother Yang!"

"Young Brother Yang!"

Yang Chen felt helpless about how they addressed him, seemingly messing up the generational status.

"Brother Zhang, Elder Zhang." Yang Chen nodded at them, and directly asked, "Is everything ready?"

"Ready!" Zhang Qishan directly took out the prepared herbs, slowly lifting a pouch.

Yang Chen walked over, opened it to have a look, checked the types and quality of the herbs, and nodded, "I need a room, and also a herbal stove, I’m going to simmer these herbs.’

"I’ll arrange it right away!" Zhang Qishan said.

Yang Chen picked up the herbs, selected a few, combined them, and told Zhang Qishan, "Add one pound of water to a dose of the medicine, simmer until it’s about a bowl’s worth, simmer three times, I’ll come back tomorrow."

"Alright!"

Yang Chen, carrying the herbs out, discovered a man sneakily peeking inside Chen Siyan’s ward on his way, and frowned.

"Hey! What are you doing!" Yang Chen shouted.

The man turned around, and Yang Chen’s brows immediately furrowed; it was Zhou Cheng!

Seeing Yang Chen, Zhou Cheng quickly approached and warmly offered a cigarette, "Younger Brother Yang, come on, try this cigarette I brought back from the Northern Federation."

Yang Chen glanced at it, recognizing it as a relatively expensive brand from the Northern Federation.

He waved his hand, "Not used to it!"

He had tried it before and indeed couldn’t get used to it, as the foreign taste differed from the domestic ones.

Zhou Cheng awkwardly smiled, retrieving the cigarette, and asked, "How is our sister’s surgery? Is she getting better?"

Yang Chen stared at him, "What does that have to do with you?"

Seeing Zhou Cheng’s behavior, Yang Chen immediately knew he was up to no good.