From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

The next morning, Luo Qingyi changed into her white coat and stood at the door adjusting her cuffs.

"I'll be back after I finish my rounds at noon, so don't wander off."

She placed the key in Lu Yunzhou's hand, her brows furrowed, her tone carrying a hint of admonition.

Lu Yunzhou put the key away and nodded in agreement.

Luo Qingyi took a few steps, then turned back to look at him again.

Seeing that he was standing steadily, she turned around and went downstairs.

Lu Yunzhou sat in the room for half an hour, and the wound on his shoulder stopped bleeding. His internal energy also recovered somewhat.

He grabbed his car keys, ready to go to the hospital to check on Huo Chengyuan's condition.

As soon as the car stopped outside the municipal hospital, three black minivans drove up from both sides.

The car doors opened simultaneously, and seven or eight burly men surrounded the vehicle.

Someone lifted their clothes, revealing a gun holster at their waist.

Lu Yunzhou got out of the car and glanced at the soles of the people's shoes.

The shoes were covered in red mud from the northern suburbs.

"Mr. Lu, Master Huo requests your presence."

The man in the lead raised his hand to block the car door, his tone anything but polite.

Lu Yunzhou pried his wrists open and pushed him against the car.

People around immediately raised their guns, and the crowd at the hospital entrance dispersed.

At this moment, the leader took out his phone and opened a video.

In the scene, Huo Chengyuan is lying on the bed convulsing, spitting out black blood continuously.

The instruments by the bedside issued urgent warnings, and several private doctors stood around, but no one dared to make a move.

Lu Yunzhou withdrew his hand.

Huo Chengyuan's second layer of medicinal ingredients began to take effect.

"lead the way."

He left with two words and got into the van.

As soon as the car door closed, the two people next to him grabbed his arms.

Lu Yunzhou did not struggle, but only focused his gaze on the receding street scene outside the window.

Huo Lie was so anxious to save his son that he blocked people directly at the hospital entrance.

He had to go to the waterfront manor.

An hour later, the convoy entered the northern suburbs.

The manor gate was fitted with two iron gates, and armed guards stood at the gate.

When a vehicle passes by, a spotlight sweeps across the window to confirm the driver's identity before allowing them to pass.

When Lu Yunzhou got out of the car, the old injury on his shoulder was pulled by the car door, and the pain shot up his ribs.

He pressed on the wound and quickly released his hand.

A mobile hospital bed was placed in the lobby.

Huo Chengyuan lay there, his face ashen, his limbs twitching, and his breathing labored.

Several empty medicine bottles were placed beside the bed, and the private doctors surrounded them, all with their heads down.

Lu Yunzhou took two steps closer and grabbed Huo Chengyuan's wrist.

My pulse was erratic.

The medicine has already penetrated his organs; if this continues, Huo Chengyuan won't make it through the night.

"You dare touch him!"

Huo Lie stood up from the sofa, drew his pistol, and pressed the muzzle against Lu Yunzhou's forehead.

He was wearing a dark short-sleeved shirt, with black wristbands wrapped around his wrists, and his cane was leaning against the table.

His face was taut, and his eyes were filled with barely suppressed anger.

"You knew last night that it would relapse, so why did you only try to save half of it?"

Lu Yunzhou raised his hand, gripped the gun, and moved it forward an inch.

Huo Lie's wrist was pulled back, the gun barrel was still pressed against Lu Yunzhou, but he could not push it forward any further.

"The second layer of medicinal ingredients is hidden in the bone marrow. The little bit of true energy I used last night could only save his life. If you want me to continue treatment today, you need to settle the consultation fee first."

The veins on the back of Huo Lie's hand bulged, and the short gun made a soft sound in his palm.

"My son is lying here, and you still dare to talk to me about money?"

Lu Yunzhou glanced at the hospital bed, his voice unchanged.

"The 800 million is the entire consultation fee. I won't touch a single needle until the money arrives."

All the private doctors in the lobby looked up.

Eight hundred million.

This money is enough to buy half of the waterfront estate.

Huo Lie stared at Lu Yunzhou, his finger hovering over the trigger, but he hesitated to press it.

Lu Yunzhou pressed the gun to his forehead without even blinking.

"Go ahead and shoot. Your son will die tonight; I'll just have to bring it a few seconds sooner."

Huo Lie's jaw tightened, and his short gun slowly lowered.

Lu Yunzhou loosened his grip on the gun and his gaze fell on the tiger-striped bronze plaque at his waist.

"You are Huo Lie, the seventh disciple appointed by Ninth Master and the head of the Tiger Soul Hall. No one but you has the guts to mobilize so many people in Sheng'an and even block the emergency access to the Municipal Hospital."

Huo Lie's expression changed.

"You even managed to find out about all seven seats?"

"People in the hospital call you Master Huo, and the car outside has the old Tiger Soul Hall sign. When you lead people on missions, you never cover up that sign."

Lu Yunzhou raised his hand to straighten his collar, and a little blood seeped out from the wound on his shoulder.

"I have no interest in who you are. If your son is to live, prepare 800 million first."

Huo Lie waved his men away, suppressing the anger in his eyes and replacing it with scrutiny.

"So you're one of those people too. We all work for Ninth Master, why make such a scene?"

Lu Yunzhou took out a box of silver needles and placed it on the table next to the hospital bed.

"Don't try to get on my good side. I get paid for saving people; it has nothing to do with who you are."

Huo Lie pursed his lips and spoke after a long while.

"I'll give you half first, and we'll talk about the rest when my son wakes up."

Lu Yunzhou looked up at him.

"The 800 million has been fully secured. Bank guarantees, account access, and fund supervision are all essential; none of them can be missing."

"You have too big an appetite."

Huo Lie took a step forward and placed his palm on the top of his cane.

"Eight hundred million is no small sum. If you can't cure me, what am I supposed to offer you?"

Lu Yunzhou reached out and picked up a silver needle, the needle swaying slightly under the light.

"That's why I had the money locked in the escrow account first. Once Huo Chengyuan has fully recovered, the money is yours. If any problems arise along the way, the money will be handled according to the agreement."

Huo Lie's eyelids twitched.

Lu Yunzhou continued, "The Huo family won't open their door until the money is in place. You've already given me plenty of face by bringing me here by force."

Huo Chengyuan, lying on the hospital bed, suddenly arched his body and let out a muffled sound.

The private doctor rushed forward, but Lu Yunzhou stopped him with a raised hand.

"Don't let anyone touch him."

Huo Lie watched his son's convulsing body, his grip on the cane tightening.

A few seconds later, he turned to the butler behind him and spoke.

"Go to the study. Get my main account authorization card and call the finance manager and bank manager here. Put the 800 million yuan under supervision immediately."

The butler bowed in agreement and quickly left the hall.

Lu Yunzhou sat down beside the hospital bed, pressed his hand on Huo Chengyuan's shoulder, and forcibly restrained his tossing and turning body.

"Right now, we can only keep him alive. I won't start the second phase of treatment until the money is secured."

Huo Lie did not reply.

He took out his phone and connected with the finance department, reciting several sets of account permissions in succession.

The person on the other end of the phone kept confirming, and then the sound of the safe in the study being unlocked came from behind.

A few minutes later, the sound of car brakes could be heard outside the manor.

Lu Yunzhou raised his head.

His five senses were enhanced by the "Creation Technique," so the low voices outside the door were still clear to him.

"Report it after you get the authorization documents; keep an eye on that money first."

"Don't go near the manor, just follow the vehicle delivering the documents."

Lu Yunzhou walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Two gray vans were parked outside the iron gate, with no license plates on them.

Two men in repair clothes stood under the tree, without any tools in their hands, their gaze fixed on the study of the manor.

One of them held his phone to his ear, facing the direction from which the bank vehicle was approaching.

Huo Lie also walked over and asked in a deep voice, "Whose people are outside?"