Shocking! This student is phenomenal!

"Why won't you give it to me!"

The young man pleaded for a long time, even kneeling and begging, but no one paid him any attention.

Who would really give money to a gambler for no reason?

Finally, the young man himself despaired. After roaring a few times, he unleashed another torrent of insults at the middle-aged man on the ground.

A minute later, he flew away.

It's as if the person is completely abnormal.

I don't know where he went.

Only after the young man left did everyone dare to gather around.

Seeing the middle-aged man's situation, people felt both sympathy and helplessness.

"Young man, don't waste your energy. I think this man was angered to death by his own son. Let's wait for the ambulance!"

"Yeah, you're not a doctor. What if you cripple him? His son might come after you and try to extort money from you."

"Hey, you know what, I almost thought this was his son, and the one who just left was his enemy!"

Su Jiang ignored what these people were saying.

Instead, she firmly stated, "Impossible! He will definitely wake up; he's surely healed by now!"

However, the lack of improvement over the long term made Su Jiang somewhat anxious.

Since the system came along, it has never let him down; everything it provides has been very effective.

Why are there still no results today?

"Young man, it's good that you have the intention, but you can't be saved from a heart condition. You'll at least need to go to the hospital and get an electric shock to get better!"

"We need to give them an adrenaline injection!"

"They might have to cut it open to take a look! I had a relative who had to have a scaffold put in before he recovered."

Everyone advised Su Jiang not to persist.

Because the middle-aged man hadn't moved for so long.

Some people even tried to pull Su Jiang back to his senses.

But just then...

Suddenly, a hurried shout came from the crowd: "Mr. Zhang! Mr. Zhang!"

Then a man in a suit rushed over, looked at the middle-aged man on the ground, and cried out in sorrow.

They were shouting and shaking at the same time.

"Mr. Zhang, you can't die!"

......

"Who are you?"

Su Jiang was confused by the constant stream of people coming and going.

But before the man could answer, the middle-aged man on the ground suddenly coughed.

"Cough cough cough, if you keep shaking me, you're really going to shake me to death!"

Upon hearing that the middle-aged man had woken up, the man in the suit immediately perked up: "Hey, Mr. Zhang, you're awake? I really shook you awake?!"

Everyone was completely baffled.

This is amazing! Such a serious heart condition was actually cured by shaking!

Traditional Chinese medicine is indeed profound and extensive.

The four diagnostic methods of observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation are no longer enough; we need to add the "shaking" technique as well.

"What nonsense! I was saved by this young man punching my chest! I couldn't get up just now because that bastard made me angry again."

The middle-aged man, catching his breath, spoke slowly.

[Congratulations, host! You have gained 20 Shock Points! Total Shock Points: 1746]

Instantly, a system notification sounded in Su Jiang's mind.

Clearly, everyone present was shocked.

Such a young person saved a person who was on the verge of death.

What level is this? How can someone possess such divine power?

Can heart disease be cured simply by pounding your chest? (Please do not imitate this!)

The middle-aged man glanced at Su Jiang meaningfully as he spoke.

Su Jiang realized why the middle-aged man wouldn't reveal that he had fed him a pill.

Because such pills are extremely precious in the world of the wealthy; having one is practically equivalent to having an extra life.

At that time, Su Jiang will definitely be targeted by many people.

However, beating one's chest always involves a bit of luck, like a blind cat catching a dead mouse.

Su Jiang took a second look at this middle-aged man's emotional intelligence; this guy was definitely not an ordinary person.

After everyone dispersed, the middle-aged man invited Su Jiang to VIP room number one.

The huge private room contained only a large round table, which was completely empty.

"My good-for-nothing son hasn't touched any of this food. Why don't you sit down and eat with me, young man? What do you say?"

Looking at the table full of delicious food, Su Jiang thought to himself that this guy's food was definitely not comparable to that of someone who was using public funds for free.

King crabs are served whole.

And isn't that Kyoto roast duck? The skin is all shiny with oil...

"I still have some people waiting for me to come back," Su Jiang swallowed, and politely declined.

I'm a man of principle; I can't let the allure of good food make me forget that I'm here to eat at the Education Bureau's restaurant.

"Liu Meng, go and tell the director of the Municipal Education Bureau that I've..." The middle-aged man began, "Young man, what's your name?"

"My name is Su Jiang." Su Jiang himself didn't know why he blurted it out.

"Oh, just tell them I left Su Jiang behind and they don't need to wait."

Liu Meng responded and left.

Su Jiang was somewhat disoriented.

What's going on? So, you only need to give a heads-up to the city education bureau director?

What kind of operation is this? What is their identity?

The middle-aged man seemed to know that Su Jiang had many questions.

He pressed Su Jiang into a seat, then noticed the dishes seemed a bit cold: "Sit down first, I'll explain slowly. Waiter, bring everything back, fresh and identical!"

After saying that, he began to explain in detail.

As she spoke, she recommended various delicious foods to Su Jiang.

A long, long time later.

"belch!"

Su Jiang let out a satisfied burp.

It tastes like king crab.

It turned out that the middle-aged man was named Zhang Qingshan. He said he was a businessman, but he didn't go into details about what kind of business he was in.

His son, Zhang Jingtai, is only in his early twenties. Due to the lack of discipline from his father when he was young, Zhang Jingtai developed a gambling addiction.

Zhang Jingtai gambled more and more, and his gambling became increasingly rampant, to the point that even the living expenses Zhang Qingshan gave him were not enough to cover his gambling debts. As a result, the father and son often argued fiercely over money, and Zhang Qingshan even developed a heart condition from the stress.

Today, Zhang Jingtai surprisingly invited his father to dinner.

Zhang Qingshan thought his son had come to his senses and was preparing to have a good talk with him. He came up without even bringing his assistant or bodyguards. He never expected that Zhang Jingtai would be so ruthless for money.

"Sigh, if only my son were half as independent as you!"

Zhang Qingshan sighed.

The reason he helped Su Jiang while waiting for the elevator was because he looked down on Su Jiang's behavior of relying on his parents for financial support.

Seeing Fei Xinyuan was like seeing his own good-for-nothing son.

The two remained silent for a long time.

"How about you become my son? I'll guarantee you a life of wealth and luxury for the rest of your life!"

Suddenly, Zhang Qingshan looked up and stared intently at Su Jiang.

Su Jiang was stunned.

I kindly saved you, and you actually want to be my father?