Korean TV series: King of Peninsula 1997

Chapter 121: A great show of filial piety!

Inside the villa, the wooden stairs looked cold and smooth under the lights.

With the dull sound of a heavy object falling, the air in the stairwell seemed to freeze.

Zhang Shouji's body lay at the bottom of the stairs, motionless, only his weak breathing indicated that he was not dead yet. Zhang Liwen stood at the top of the stairs, his hands still shaking.

There was no one else in the villa, only the nanny on the first floor was awakened by the noise.

When she walked out of the bedroom, she rubbed her hazy eyes, but when she saw Zhang Shouji down the stairs, her eyes widened instantly and she screamed.

Zhang Liwen went downstairs with a grim smile. This nanny was only a nanny in name. Everyone knew that she was Zhang Shouji's mistress!

His ambition swelled, and he went downstairs and calmly called Park Huichang, "Uncle Park, I fell down the stairs when my dad beat me."

"It seems like he has fainted. What should I do?" His face was calm, but his tone was trembling, as if he was very frightened.

"Okay, I'll call the hospital first."

The ambulance sirens rang rapidly in the night, breaking the silence.

These medical staff rushed into the villa and their posture in lifting people up was not professional.

But Zhang Liwen followed, and the Di Xin employees who were guarding the villa did not question him, but just got in their cars and followed him.

When the ambulance was halfway there, there were medical devices piled in a disorderly manner in the corner. The air was filled with a pungent smell of disinfectant mixed with a faint smell of blood.

Xu Zhonglie, who was wearing a mask, held out his hand with a grim smile, "I'm going to fight."

"Fight," Zhang Liwen said indifferently in the car.

Zhang Shouji was lying on the stretcher, his eyes closed, his face pale and motionless.

Xu Zhonglie's movements were skillful and quick, and he often wore a leather jacket under his white coat.

"I've practiced so many times for this day."

After returning from Busan, Xu Zhonglie practiced the injection method many times using human models.

He took out a syringe from the medicine cabinet next to him. The transparent glass tube was filled with a colorless liquid, anesthetic.

"Drive slower!" Xu Zhonglie didn't call Jeon Jae-jun's name. He was relieved only after seeing Jeon Jae-jun nod.

Without any hesitation, Xu Zhonglie pointed the needle at Zhang Shouji, slowly pushed the syringe forward, and injected the anesthetic into his blood vessels.

One shot after another, as long as he saw that Zhang Shouji could still survive, he would give him as many shots as possible.

"To the hospital."

The huge Shunyang Hospital was lit up with white lights. Xu Zhonglie and the person next to him who was also wearing a white coat handed the stretcher to the hospital staff.

"The patient fell from upstairs and is now in a coma. He may have hit his head."

Xu Zhonglie said what Zhang Liwen had told him, "Please treat him as soon as possible!"

The nurse who was busy sending Zhang Shouji to the hospital nodded, and when she turned around to ask something, she saw the ambulance driving away at full speed.

"Is that the ambulance from our hospital?"

When he was sent to the hospital for examination, Zhang Liwen sat on a chair outside the ward and kept rubbing his hands.

You mustn't wake up
Park Huichang rushed over, "Liwen, what's going on?"

"I don't know yet—"

The doctor pushed open the door and walked out with a serious expression. He pursed his lips and his eyes met Zhang Liwen who was waiting outside.

"Which ambulance is responsible for taking the patient?" he asked the assistant nurse next to him.

The nurse shook her head. "It's not in the record book."

"Who is responsible for taking the patient upstairs?"

"It's Nurse Li Xiuli, doctor."

"She doesn't know, either?"

The assistant nurse shook her head. "She told me that it didn't seem to be our hospital's car."

Park Huichang frowned, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and he was anxious, "Doctor, what happened to our president?"

The doctor sighed, with a hint of sympathy: "The patient's head injury is not serious, but..."

"But later an overdose of anesthesia was injected"

He hesitated for a moment and said, "I suggest you call the police. Our hospital is also preparing to call the police."

Park Huichang was stunned for two seconds and shook his head. "What are the consequences of injecting an overdose of anesthetic?"

"I guess someone in that ambulance gave the patient an overdose of a drug that numbs the nerves, causing nerve damage."

The doctor pursed his lips and said, "In this case, the patient will lose consciousness."

"If this state lasts for more than a month, the patient will most likely never wake up again and will enter what we call a vegetative state."

Park Huichang stumbled a step and leaned against the wall. "Who the hell is that?"

He had some guess as to who it was, but he didn't dare say it because that would be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

The doctor's posture seemed extremely solemn, with his slender fingers gently clasped together, as if he was praying for the patient.

"We will do our best to take good care of the patients and provide the most meticulous nursing and rehabilitation treatment."

After transferring Zhang Shouji to Shunyang's VIP ward, Zhang Liwen stood quietly in front of the unconscious Zhang Shouji.

"So you can be so weak."

He walked out of the ward and almost all the team leaders were there.

"Master," a team leader asked with a frown, "how is the president?"

"My dad is awake, but he's not in good condition."

"Can we"

"No." Zhang Liwen looked at him coldly. Although he was wondering why the former dandy young master was so tough, the team leader still backed off.

Due to Zhang Shouji's centralized behavior, almost all team leaders were trained into docile house dogs.

"Uncle Park, my dad wants to see you." Seeing Zhang Liwen leading Park Huichang in, the team leaders breathed a sigh of relief, "Since Brother Park is in, should everything be fine?"

Park Huichang stopped walking into the ward and said, "Liwen, President."

"You've also heard what the doctor said, Uncle Park." Zhang Liwen sat at the round table in the ward and took out an apple from the fruit basket and started eating it.

He chewed an apple and spoke incoherently, "It's all I can do, Uncle Park."

Park Huichang looked at him silently, with some guesses in his mind.

"Liwen, you..." Park Huichang swallowed back the words that were about to come out. He couldn't ask, because if he did, the foundation of the entire Di Xin Entertainment building would be in trouble.

Di Xin Entertainment is not only Zhang Shouji’s hard work, but also his hard work.

Zhang Liwen swallowed a bite of the apple and looked at him coldly, "Uncle Park, he trusted you the most before. Can I trust you now?"

Park Huichang looked at him sadly and said, "Of course."

"I'll go get rid of the police outside."

Zhang Liwen threw the half-eaten apple into the trash can. When he glanced at Zhang Shouji with his eyes closed, he sneered, "You slept quite comfortably."

He placed the cell phone heavily on the round table, and the dial tone echoed in the quiet ward.

Li You looked deep in the eyes, tapping his fingers on the table, and in rhythm, he answered Zhang Liwen's call.

"President Li," Zhang Liwen said in a restrained tone, "Can you send two people to guard him?"

He laughed awkwardly a few times, "Otherwise I'd be afraid that some ignorant guy would sneak in."

Li You's fingertips gently slid across the cold fuselage and he smiled faintly, "I see. Congratulations, President Zhang."

"From now on, President Zhang will be in charge of Dixin. No one can suppress President Zhang anymore."

Zhang Liwen was stunned for two seconds, then suddenly laughed, "Congratulations, President Li has also succeeded in his revenge."

Li You's eyes flickered, "I will send the person over tonight. President Zhang can do what you want, but I suggest..."

"You can ask your Uncle Park what Di Xin is planning recently."

"Do whatever you want." Zhang Liwen thought for a moment, a grim smile appeared on his face, "Thank you President Li for the reminder."

Li You hung up the phone, and Mou Xianmin next to him came up and said, "It seems to be very successful."

"Of course it was successful," Li You winked at her, "This silly boy is like a wild horse that has broken free from its reins once he gets on the road."

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Zhang Liwen looked at the two fierce-looking men sent by Li You to guard the door. He didn't care that these people could kill Zhang Shouji at any time, and hurried downstairs.

The car downstairs was ready. He stared and said, "Go back."

"Yes, Master."

Zhang Liwen stood in front of the door of the villa. He grabbed the door handle, gently stroked the cold metal with his fingers, and a barely perceptible sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

From tonight onwards, he has the final say here.
He recalled the scenes of being beaten here in the past, brutality flashed in his eyes, and then he pulled open the door of the villa.

Zhang Liwen pushed the door open eagerly and was greeted by a familiar interior decoration.

But his eyes did not linger in this carefully arranged space. Zhang Liwen's heart beat faster and he headed straight for his destination.

There was a sudden and urgent knock on the door, which frightened the young nanny in the room on the first floor.

"Sister Wenying?"

The locked door opened with a click, and Zhang Liwen walked in with eyes full of greed and desire.

He looked around the room and his eyes finally fixed on Wu Wenying. With her graceful figure and beautiful face, she didn't look like a nanny in any way.

There was a flash of fear in Wu Wenying's eyes. Zhang Liwen had looked at her with the same look more than once.

She backed away and huddled in a corner, her pretty face distorted with fear and tears of fear glistening in her eyes.

Seeing Zhang Liwen getting closer, she gritted her teeth, pushed him away and ran towards the door, while Zhang Liwen staggered a few steps, burning with anger.

Zhang Liwen's hand grasped her wrist tightly like a pair of pliers, and his fingers squeezed her arm hard. She tried to struggle but could not get rid of his control.

"No! Master!" The nanny's voice was full of despair and fear. Her other hand frantically slapped the man's chest, but it was just a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Zhang Liwen hugged Wu Wenying, "Now you know how to call me Young Master?"

"You followed the old man before and looked down on me, didn't you?" He smiled perversely, "You climbed up to the old man, and you still want more?"

"I am the master of this house from now on. Who do you serve? It doesn't matter who you serve."

Next to Wu Wenying's cheek is Zhang Liwen's enlarged face and the desire that is about to erupt.

The man's body pressed down like a heavy stone statue. After the sound of cloth tearing, the air was filled with the man's heavy breathing and the nanny's slight sobs.

The next morning, the sunlight shone through the gaps in the leaves onto the exquisite living room carpet. The naked woman looked at the traces around her and paused when she wanted to get up.

She saw the man in the windbreaker smoking on the sofa, and the men around and at the door staring at her covetously. She grabbed her clothes and put them on openly, "Deputy Cui is here really early."

"She cooperated well last night. She was even brought to the living room where the cameras were set up." Choi Do-il scanned her body like a piece of meat. "Give it to her."

Cui Douri's employee silently brought the box over and opened it in front of the woman. Inside was a box full of money.

"It's agreed, one billion."

Cui Douri smiled and said, "Ms. Wu, you should stay by his side and play the role of a mistress forced by him."

As soon as the ambulance left the villa last night, he followed Li You's arrangement and brought people to the villa in person, and knocked Zhang Shouji's mistress unconscious with money.

"Anything else?" Wu Wenying threw him a coquettish look.

"Remember to whisper in his ear and make him listen to our president." Cui Douri smiled coldly, "You also know our methods. Don't think of taking money and not doing the job."

"In that case, you will die miserably, much more miserably than that old man Zhang Shouji."

Wu Wenying smiled charmingly, "That's what I said, Representative Cui."

"Of course I know the seriousness of the matter. I won't joke with my own life." She turned her head and smiled. "Besides, serving a young man who is still in good health is better than serving that old man."

"Very good." Cui Douri nodded, and the person next to him handed the camera to him, "Brother, the picture is very clear, and it's obviously his face at a glance."

(End of this chapter)