Yan Kun's expression changed drastically and he rushed into the ward roaring.
"Qin Feng, how dare you harm my father, I want your whole family to be buried with him!"
He gasped for breath, with a look of horror on his face.
His father, Yan Song, had already recovered a long time ago. The medicines on the table were all taken casually from the pharmacy for show. They were all powerful imported medicines for treating serious illness.
Not to mention that he was not sick, even if he was sick, if he drank all this box of medicine, he would probably lose half his life. How could he just watch Qin Feng kill his father like this?
"This medicine is for treating cancer patients. It cannot be given to my father!"
Yan Kun trembled and said, "Let go of my father. We have something to talk about."
"cure cancer?"
Qin Feng glanced at the medicine bottle in confusion: "Isn't this for treating your father's stroke?"
"no."
Yan Kun shook his head desperately: "My father has recovered from his stroke and no longer needs to take medicine."
"Ok?"
Qin Feng looked at Yan Song: "Your son said that you have recovered from your stroke. Is it true?"
"OK OK."
Yan Song himself shook his head in horror: "I'm so well, I don't need to take any more medicine."
People outside looked confused. Is Yan Song okay? His stroke has already been cured?
So what was lying on the hospital bed before?
"Yeah?"
Qin Feng thought thoughtfully: "Isn't that right? They said your stroke was not cured, and it got worse. Director Tang should be held responsible."
"No, no, it's better to treat it, otherwise everyone will be worried."
"Come on, be good, open your mouth..."
"Need not!"
Yan Song turned pale and suddenly shouted: "I'm fine! I'm really fine!"
"The stroke was cured long ago after taking that pill. I could have gotten out of bed and walked."
"But my son came to me and asked me to act in a play with him. As long as I continued to pretend to be unconscious, he would ask Yan Zihao to find his father Yan Qing and give me a newly developed land in Nancheng District."
"I'm really not sick. I've been cured a long time ago. If you don't believe me, let me go and I can jump a few times to show you..."
Inside and outside the ward, there was deathly silence.
Yan Song's red face, coupled with his impatient tone and expression, proved that everything he said was true.
"Snapped!"
Qin Feng slapped him in the face, and Yan Song screamed and fell to the ground.
"If I had said no, it would have been the end of it, and I have to put so much effort into it."
He clapped his hands and stood up: "Your dad is fine. Not only did I treat his stroke, I also fixed his wisdom teeth."
He looked at Tang Qingqian and tilted his head: "Remember to ask them to pay me the registration fee."
"father!"
Yan Kun's eyes were splitting, and he rushed up to help Yan Song up: "Dad, are you okay?"
He turned to look at Qin Feng: "Qin Feng, do you know who you hit?"
Other Yan family bodyguards also rushed over and surrounded the father and son to protect them.
"Not convinced?"
Qin Feng sneered: "If you are not convinced, you can come and try and see if you can get out of this ward today."
Yan Kun's expression froze. He had seen Qin Feng's skills before, and several people couldn't stop him.
In addition, if the plan is exposed, it will only become more embarrassing if we continue to struggle with it, and it may even spread to the Five Lakes Chamber of Commerce.
"Just wait for me. If I don't avenge today, I, Yan Kun, will never be a human being!"
"Walk!"
He and his bodyguards supported Yan Song and prepared to leave after giving the order.
"Walk?"
Qin Feng stepped forward and kicked the leading bodyguard away: "Who told you to leave?"
Yan Kun was furious: "What the hell..."
"Snapped!"
Qin Feng slapped Yan Kun away again: "You spread rumors about my medicine, and you even hit Senior Sister Tang. If you don't give me an explanation today, do you think you can leave this ward?"
The faces of Yan Song and others completely changed color.
Tang Qingqian stood outside the door, her delicate face dull for a while.
Although Yan Kun did not explain, various signs have shown his origin.
But instead of showing any fear, Qin Feng insisted on standing up for himself.
Yan Song couldn't help it anymore. He looked at his son who fell on the ground, turned to look at Qin Feng, his eyes were extremely cold.
"I am Yan Song, the current director of Wuhu Chamber of Commerce!"
"I've given you enough face, but you don't want any."
"Then don't blame me for being rude..."
He finally threw out his trump card. Although the current situation made him feel ashamed and angry, he couldn't help it in the face of Qin Feng's repeated attacks.
Upon hearing the name Director of Wuhu Chamber of Commerce, everyone's expressions inside and outside the ward changed dramatically.
Tang Qingqian's pupils shrank and she was about to walk in.
"Snapped!"
Qin Feng took out a silver needle from his arms and threw it on Yan Song's face.
Yan Song was startled, then his eyes fell on the silver needle, and his muscles instantly stiffened.
"Silver, silver rose..."
He raised his head in despair.
"Snapped!"
Qin Feng slapped him in the face.
"Is it the Five Lakes Chamber of Commerce?"
"Snapped!"
Another slap in the face.
"Director, right?"
"Snapped!"
"Do you know what you do for food?"
"Excuse me, how many lives do you have to live like this?"
"And you, in the name of the Five Lakes Chamber of Commerce, are doing whatever you want, I will teach you a lesson today for Sister Lan!"
Yan Song and his son rolled to the ground with their heads in their hands and kept begging for mercy.
Qin Feng picked up the brooch on the ground and said, "If you know you are wrong, just roll over and kowtow to Director Tang to apologize."
The two people rolled and crawled and ran to Tang Qingqian.
Qin Feng's dissatisfied voice sounded behind him: "Remember to compensate me for the medicine, one million a pill..."
