Chapter 22: Like Father, Like Son!

  Several street dance boys ran over to help the monkey get up, but he suddenly became like a robot that had lost power. His hands couldn't lift and his legs couldn't move. He remained in the same standing posture as before, and it took two people to hold him up to keep him stable.

  "Hey monkey, how are you feeling?" asked the substitute gangster with a striped fish tattoo on his arm.

  "Big Brother Tiger, I'm done for. My hands can't move and my feet can't move either. I'm done for, I'll never be able to dance street dance again!" Suddenly encountering this situation, Skinny Monkey's fragile nerves completely collapsed. He cried out with a nose full of snot and tears, as if he had really become disabled.

  Of course, he also thought so in his heart. The unusual changes in his body made him suspect that he was already disabled.

  "Is it you? Is it you who's behind this?" Ma Heng pointed at Qin Luo and asked, with a flustered expression.

  "You shouldn't be so rude, what does this have to do with me? Everyone saw it, they can all testify for me. I thought this was the street dance you guys taught me." Qin Luo said with an innocent face, causing a wave of kind laughter from the surrounding crowd.

  In their eyes, these strangely dressed young people are simply juvenile delinquents. Some people can make them suffer and they would be delighted to see that.

  "It must be you. You just patted the monkey's shoulder. What kind of trickery are you up to? Hurry up and cure the monkey, or else we won't go easy on you." Ma Heng said sternly, as a group of people surrounded Qin Luo tightly in the middle, guarding against him suddenly running away.

  "What's with the impolite tone?" Qin Luo asked disdainfully.

  "Ma Heng, what's the point of talking so much nonsense with him? This bastard has messed with the monkey and ruined it. We'll ruin him too, one life for one life." The eel man said with red eyes, his face full of murderous intent.

  "I disagree." Qin Luo refused to say. "Why should I risk my life for you bunch of idiots with a brain full of grass? If you really die, it's considered a blessing to the people."

  "Damn your mother. Brothers, take him down." The fisherman's temper was the most violent, and when he shouted, he had already punched Qin Luo in the face.

  Qin Luo quickly pulled Lin Huanxi aside, avoiding unnecessary harm to her. His body took a sideways step in front of her and then struck out like lightning.

  As soon as the fists of the two men touched, the face of the man with the fish tattoo contorted in an instant.

  The troops behind had not yet rushed up to support when they heard the man with the fish-shaped mark on his forehead, covering his right hand and kneeling on the ground, shouting wildly: "Ah, it hurts! It's killing me!"

  "Brother Tiger, what's wrong?"

  "Brother Tiger, are you okay?"

  "Brother Tiger's hand is bleeding! Brother Tiger's hand is bleeding! Quickly go get some medicine!"

  Seeing Lin Huanxi look over with a puzzled face, Qin Luo showed her the plum blossom needle hidden in the gap between his fingers and said: "I forgot to remind them. I have needles in my hand."

  "Are they all right?" Lin Xuanxi asked. In the blink of an eye, those who had a feud with Qin Luo were either paralyzed or crippled, and Lin Xuanxi was really afraid that Qin Luo would stir up more trouble.

  "It's nothing." Qin Luo smiled and shook his head. "It just hurts a bit."

  Lin Xun Xi looked at the eel man kneeling on the ground and shouting, thinking that it shouldn't be just a little painful. Anyone's full-strength punch landing on a thin needle would probably have the same reaction as him.

  Fortunately, Qin Luo spared no effort and only left a needle tip on the outside. If he had left out another section, he could have directly pierced his palm.

  Ma Heng saw another brother fall down, and his anger in his heart could not be vented, making him feel like he was about to go crazy.

  "Brothers, let's get rid of those with the surname Qin!" Ma Heng shouted loudly as he himself charged over on horseback.

  Qin Luo's eyes snapped open, three fingers pinched the silver needle, posing in a standard posture just about to give the patient an injection. Then his body dodged to one side, avoiding Ma Heng's fist attack, and the silver needle stabbed at his ribs.

  Ma Heng also let out a loud cry and fell to the ground, clutching his ribs.

  Those street dance boys who were still shouting and preparing to rush up saw Ma Heng being taken down in one round, their bodies suddenly stopped. How dare they not face the silver needle in Qin Luo's hand that was shining with a cold light.

  "Nobody's coming up?" Qin Luo asked with a smile.

  Those street dance boys looked at me, I looked at them, but neither of us dared to make the first move.

  "Call the police! Call the police quickly! You bunch of idiots." The cod man knelt on the ground and shouted loudly, almost crying.

  Someone finally reacted and quickly took out their mobile phone from their pocket to dial the police hotline.

  "I just kindly helped you report the police, and you said it's not needed." Qin Luo kicked Ma Heng who was lying at his feet with a sarcastic expression.

  "Qin family, you're not done with me yet!" Ma Heng cursed, covering his ribs. He was really in pain, and didn't know what acupoint under his ribs had been poked, it felt like a knife cutting flesh, making him almost unbearable.

  Qin Luo squatted down and looked at Ma Heng, saying: "Scold him. Give him another injection."

  With a slight lift of his wrist, the silver needle burst out of his body once again. Suddenly, the entire pedestrian street was filled with the sound of Ma Heng's pig-like screams.

  "Let's go." Lin Xuanxi reminded from behind. She knew things were going to get out of hand, reminding Qin Luo to leave quickly.

  "Do the police know where your home is?" Qin Luo asked.

  "You shouldn't know," said Lin Xuanxi.

  "Let's hurry back home." Qin Luo pulled Lin Xuanxi's hand and was about to leave.

  But this time the police arrived faster than they had imagined.

  Just as they were about to flee the scene of the crime, two plainclothesmen rushed over in quick strides.

  "It seems like we can't get out of here." Qin Luo said with a bitter smile.

  If the police didn't come, they would have left anyway. At worst, the police would come to their doorstep to investigate and collect evidence.

  But at this time, they ran away and would definitely be caught by the police. At that time, Qin Luo, who originally belonged to justifiable defense, also fell into the crime of injuring people and escaping.

  Ma Youcai was discussing business with someone in a teahouse when he learned that his son had been beaten up.

  "Which precinct? Mei Lan sub-branch? Alright, I'll head over immediately." Ma Youcai calmly hung up the phone.

  "Dean Ma, what's wrong?" asked the middle-aged man sitting across from him.

  "It's nothing. My son had some conflict with someone, I'm going to deal with it." Ma Youcai said with a smile. No choice, who let the man in front of him have an unprovokable background?

  "Want some help?" asked the middle-aged man.

  "Hehe, General Wang is too polite. It's just a small matter, no need for General Wang to take action. When I'm in a tight spot, I'll naturally ask for General Wang's help." Ma Youcai thanked him politely.

  "Alright. So our deal is settled then. As for the 20% kickback, I'll do it like last time and transfer it to your Swiss bank account. Alright?"

  "I'm very reassured with President Wang's cooperation." Ma Youcai stood up, shook hands with President Wang, and quickly walked out with his bag.

  Rushed to Meilan police station in a flurry, and directly burst into the director's office. Inside, there was a plainclothes policeman making a phone call.

  "Old Wu, what's going on? Where are Ma Heng and the others? Was it that bastard who hurt him?" It seems that Ma Youcai has a close relationship with this policeman, so he speaks quite rudely.

  The round-faced policeman made a silencing gesture towards Ma Yichang and then continued talking on the phone.

  Ma Hai had anxiously waited for two or three minutes before the round-faced policeman finally hung up the phone.

  "Old Wu, what's going on?" Ma Youcai asked anxiously.

  Officer Wu lost a cigarette to Ma Youcai, then picked one up and put it in his mouth, saying: "Don't worry. Everyone has been taken back to the bureau. It's not just your son who was injured, our little guy at home was even more seriously hurt. They've all been sent to the Third Hospital next door for examination. Nothing serious."

  "What's his background? How dare he be so arrogant?" Ma Youcai asked.

  "It's none of your business. I asked those kids and they said it was a first-year medical student." Director Wu puffed out a smoke ring, saying with disdain.

  "Old Wu, this is your one mu and three fen of land. You'd better give me an explanation for this." Ma Yōucái put down his cigarette on the tea table, saying with a gloomy face.

  "Don't worry. Just watch me take care of them. Come on, as a family member of the victim, let's go get some benefits first." Director Wu said with a smile.

  "Let's go take a look." Ma Youcai said.

  The door of the detention room was pushed open, and Qin Luo was chatting with Lin Xuanxi in a low voice. Lin Xuanxi had already called his father, and Lin Qingyuan was also on his way. With Lin Qingyuan's prestige as the head of the hospital and his connections in Yanjing, this matter shouldn't be difficult to resolve.

  "How is it you again?" Ma Youcai's face stiffened upon seeing Qin Luo.

  Qin Luo raised his head and saw Ma Youcai, first stunned, then narrowed his eyes and smiled, saying: "Dean Ma, long time no see."

  "Do you know each other?" Director Wu looked at his old friend with a bewildered expression and asked.

  Recalling his own intentions, Ma Youcai shook his head and said: "Can't be considered acquaintances. Just met once."

  "Dean Ma, you're being utterly shameless! I helped you solve such a huge problem and you haven't even treated me to dinner yet. The other day, I saw in the news that it was all over the world - reports of your interviews saying how under your leadership, the expert team went without sleep or food for hours on end and finally conquered a new challenge in medical history... wasn't I also part of that expert team? Now you're turning your back on me, isn't that just too heartless?" Qin Luo said with sarcasm.

  After the serious medical accident at the Affiliated Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine University was resolved, Qin Luo, the person involved, suddenly fainted. At the subsequent press conference, Ma Youcai, as the deputy dean, stole the show.

  What others dare not say, he dares to say. What others are too embarrassed to do, he dares to do. In the end, almost all media thought that this medical accident was successfully completed under his wise leadership.

  Lin Qingyuan is approaching the age limit, and he has also become the most popular candidate for the position of president of the affiliated hospital. It is said that at a high-level meeting in the Health Department, someone even proposed to let Lin Qingyuan retire ahead of schedule and promote Ma Youcai, this "meritorious" minister.

  Exposed by Qin Luo's sharp words, Ma Youcai's face turned red and purple. He felt that he shouldn't be entangled with Qin Luo on this issue, and loudly scolded: "Was it you who hurt my son? What right do you have to hurt people?"

  "Your son? Who is your son?" Qin Luo asked with a smile.

  "Ma Heng. Don't say you don't know him."

  "Oh. Ma Heng is your son?" Qin Luo asked in surprise.

  He then said with a calm face: "I was wondering at the time, why my two enemies were both surnamed Ma. Now that I think about it, even if we don't use DNA testing, I know your wife didn't cheat on you. This son is absolutely yours, and you father and son are really alike, almost identical in character."