The carefree life of Yang Shuisheng, the village miracle doctor

"What?!"

Wang Kun's enthusiastic smile froze instantly, his eyes widening as if he couldn't believe his ears.

He glanced at Yang Shuisheng, who stood up calmly in the noodle shop, then turned to look at his three underlings. His mind went blank for a moment.

"What did you say? He's Yang Shuisheng?"

Wang Kun pointed at Yang Shuisheng and asked the tall guy.

He simply couldn't believe it!

The idiot that Zhao Youcai and Zhao Hu wanted him to kill was actually the young miracle doctor who saved his father's life at the clinic yesterday.

This is such a damn coincidence!

He had never met Yang Shuisheng, and since the other party left in a hurry yesterday, he didn't even have time to ask his name.

But today they told him that he was Yang Shuisheng?

"Brother Kun, it's definitely him."

"He's the one who beat the three of us up like this last night."

Wang Kun's expression was complex, with an indescribable sense of absurdity.

"Young man, are you really Yang Shuisheng from Peach Blossom Valley?"

He moved his throat, and it took him a long time to find his voice.

"it's me."

Now that things have come to this, Yang Shuisheng has no hesitation in admitting it.

The main reason is that he now has the confidence to fight back.

Upon confirmation, Wang Kun's facial muscles twitched violently a few times.

He looked at Yang Shuisheng and recalled the scene yesterday when his father lay dying on the door panel, and how this young man had pulled him back from the brink of death with just a few silver needles.

It was as if God was playing a joke on him.

"Oh dear! This is truly a case of the flood washing away the Dragon King's temple; even family members don't recognize each other anymore."

Wang Kun slapped his thigh suddenly, and a smile immediately returned to his face.

But this time, there was a hint of genuine apology in his smile.

He took two steps forward, grabbed Yang Shuisheng's hand, and squeezed it tightly.

"A misunderstanding! A huge misunderstanding!"

"Brother Yang, look at the mess this has made! That bastard Zhao Youcai actually asked me to go against my Wang family's benefactor. Isn't that a slap in my face?"

"Brother Yang, don't worry."

He released his grip, his expression turning serious, and his tone resolute: "I'll turn Zhao Youcai away from here. I, Wang Kun, am not doing this."

"Not only will I not do it, I will also give him a good warning so that he won't be blind and dare to touch my benefactor again, otherwise I will not let him off the hook."

He looked at Yang Shuisheng with eager eyes, clearly intending to win him over and repay his kindness.

"Brother Yang, you saved my father yesterday, so you are a benefactor of the Wang family. From now on, if you need anything in this area of ​​Daliang Town, just let me know."

Looking at Wang Kun's arrogant yet obsequious demeanor, Yang Shuisheng could sense the other party's sincerity.

Ultimately, the other party wanted to repay a favor and strengthen their relationship in this way.

He hesitated for a moment, then thought that this might be an opportunity.

"Mr. Wang, you're too kind." Yang Shuisheng's tone softened a bit. "Since Mr. Wang is so sincere, I happen to have something I'd like to ask him."

Ask away! Ask away!

"But this isn't the place to talk."

Wang Kun waved his hand and immediately stepped aside to make a gesture of invitation.

"Why don't you do me the honor of coming to my teahouse, Brother Yang, so we can have a leisurely chat?"

"Ah Qiang, go and get my best Pu'er tea."

Without saying a word, he enthusiastically pulled Yang Shuisheng into the Yuelai Teahouse.

Ah Qiang didn't dare to delay and turned around to enter the teahouse first.

The three thugs then seemed to wake from a dream, looked at each other, and saw confusion in each other's eyes.

Is that all?

Not only was he unharmed, he even became Kun Ge's benefactor?

The three men felt even more fear of Yang Shuisheng.

A few minutes later.

In the best private room in the backyard of Yuelai Teahouse.

Wang Kun personally poured Yang Shuisheng a freshly brewed Pu'er tea, his attitude so respectful it didn't seem like that of an elder brother.

"Brother Yang, please have a taste. I haven't given this tea to many people before."

Wang Kun greeted them with a smile and sat down himself.

Seeing Yang Shuisheng pick up his teacup, blow away the foam, but not drink it, he quickly added, "You just said you had something to ask me? What is it? Just tell me."

"I want to know, what is your relationship with Zhao Youcai?"

"Or rather, why would you help him do something like this?"

Wang Kun's smile froze for a moment, and he rubbed his hands awkwardly: "Well... to be honest, Brother Yang, Zhao Youcai is the village chief of Taohua'ao. He has helped me with some things over the years, so I owe him a favor."

"So when he spoke up this time, I just... cough cough."

He offered a few evasive explanations, then curiously pressed on, "By the way, Brother Yang, how did you offend Zhao Youcai? Why did he have to try to kill you like that?"

"A holiday? Not at all." Yang Shuisheng put down his teacup, his tone indifferent. "I've never provoked him."

"As for why he wanted to kill me, I'd like to know that too."

Wang Kun frowned, feeling even more dissatisfied with Zhao Youcai.

This old man didn't even explain the reason before sending me to deal with a miracle doctor who can save lives.

This is a total rip-off!

"Brother Yang, don't worry about this." Wang Kun slammed his hand on the table, his voice filled with heroic spirit. "From now on, in Daliang Town, I, Wang Kun, will protect you!"

"If anyone dares to cause you trouble again, just mention my name, Wang Kun, and it'll work!"

"Since Boss Wang is so generous, then I'll just say it directly."

Yang Shuisheng looked at him and suddenly smiled, a smile with a hint of amusement.

"Right now, I've run into a bit of trouble and might need some help."

"I just don't know if Boss Wang has the guts to help."

Upon hearing this, Wang Kun narrowed his eyes and leaned forward slightly.

He sensed the probing in Yang Shuisheng's words.

Wang Kun has been in Daliang Town for so many years, relying on his courage and loyalty, and he can't stand being looked down upon.

"Brother Yang, please speak freely!"

Wang Kun also smiled, a smile that carried the arrogance and confidence of a江湖人 (jianghu person, a person of the martial arts world).

"I can't speak for other places, but in this small town of Daliang, my words carry some weight."

"As long as it's not something that causes a major upheaval, I can help you sort it out."

I want to get rid of Zhao Youcai.

Yang Shuisheng nodded and looked directly into Wang Kun's eyes.

"I want to remove him from his position as village chief of Taohua'ao."

"puff--"

Wang Kun had just picked up his teacup and taken a sip when he heard this. He was so shocked that he spat out the entire mouthful of tea, choking and coughing repeatedly until his face turned red.

"Brother Yang, you're not kidding, are you?"

He stared wide-eyed at Yang Shuisheng as if he were a madman, and it took him a long time to catch his breath, his voice even lowering slightly.

"Go after Zhao Youcai?"

"He's the village chief of Taohua'ao, a government official!"

"Boss Wang, do I look like I'm joking?"

Yang Shuisheng's smile vanished, and he stared sharply at Wang Kun.

Wang Kun felt a chill run down his spine. He composed himself and put down his teacup.

"You saved my father, so you are my benefactor, Wang Kun."

He sat up straight, and his tone became serious.

"Since you say you want to get rid of Zhao Youcai, fine, tell me, how do you need my help?"

"If it's within my power, I'll do it without hesitation!"

This time, he didn't mention any concerns about being from an official family, clearly indicating that he had made up his mind to stand on Yang Shuisheng's side and, at least in this matter, provide him with the help he could.

Yang Shuisheng nodded, somewhat satisfied with Wang Kun's change in attitude.

He stopped beating around the bush and said directly, "I need to know whether my parents' accident was an accident."

"What exactly happened? Who did it? Is there any evidence?"

When Yang Shuisheng mentioned his parents' deaths, the look in his eyes sent a chill down Wang Kun's spine.

"I vaguely remember your parents' situation."

"It was probably... four or five years ago?"

"They died in a car accident on the mountain road to the county town. The driver paid compensation, and the traffic police classified it as an accident, right?"

"Um"

Yang Shuisheng nodded without saying anything, just looking at him.

Wang Kun clicked his tongue and lowered his voice, saying, "To be honest, Brother Yang, there were actually some other rumors circulating in town about this matter back then."

"But... no one dares to say anything."

"What's the rumor?" Yang Shuisheng pressed.

"Someone said..." Wang Kun leaned closer, lowering his voice even further, "that the truck driver didn't seem to have lost control; he seemed to have deliberately aimed to crash into it."

"However, these are all hearsay. No one saw it with their own eyes, there are no cameras on the road, and the traffic police have closed the case, so no one has brought it up again."

Yang Shuisheng's eyes grew even colder.

Just as he suspected!

What accident? It was murder!

"Boss Wang, can you find a way to locate that driver from back then?"

"Or is it possible for the police to see a more detailed case file?"

He knew that with Wang Kun's connections and influence in the town, investigating these matters would be much easier for him than for someone like him, a villager.

"Okay! I'll ask."

"Do you remember that driver's name and what he looked like?"

"The driver's name is Ma Dayong. He has a long face and a scar on his left eyebrow."

"My home is in Majiagou, a neighboring county."

"I should still have the mediation agreement from back then, but my house has been ransacked, so I don't know if it's still there."

Yang Shuisheng recounted the information he remembered.

He remembered these details clearly after regaining his senses.

"Ma Dayong, Majiagou, scar on his eyebrow... Good, having a name and address makes things easier." Wang Kun noted it down, then stood up. "Brother Yang, sit here for a while and have some tea."

"I'll make a call right now. I know someone at the police station. I'll ask him to help me find out where Ma Dayong is now, and then ask if there's any inside information about that case from back then."

"Don't worry, wait for my message!"

After saying that, he turned around and quickly walked out of the private room, clearly taking the matter that Yang Shuisheng had entrusted to him very seriously.

Yang Shuisheng was also very much looking forward to it.

If the truth about the parents' deaths can be found out.

Perhaps we can find a huge handle against Zhao Youcai!