Romantic Medical Immortal

Chapter 802: Chapter 802: I Am the Boss

As a series of muffled thuds echoed, a dozen thugs were almost simultaneously thrown out, heavily falling to the ground, their cries of pain resounding one after another.

The entire process took less than three seconds.

The workshop was silent.

The workers were stunned, hardly daring to believe their eyes. That seemingly gentle young man was actually... so skilled in fighting?

"Who... who are you?"

The bald man knelt on the ground, trembling with pain, his eyes filled with terror as he looked at Yang Cheng.

Yang Cheng looked down at him, calmly saying, "Weren’t you looking for the boss? That’s me."

The bald man’s face turned ashen, his lips quivering, unable to utter a single word.

He couldn’t have imagined that the boss of this seemingly failing company was a tough character, the kind that could crush a person’s bones.

"Speak, who sent you?"

Yang Cheng squatted down, patted the bald man’s face, his expression cold and indifferent, yet carrying a hint of murderous intent.

"No... no one sent me, it’s just my brother used your medicine..."

The bald man tried to lie, but facing Yang Cheng’s icy eyes, his voice became weaker and eventually fell silent.

"Your brother?"

Yang Cheng chuckled lightly, picked up the box of shattered ointment from the ground, sniffed it, and then raised his eyebrows.

"This ointment is indeed Chenling’s Cooling Scar Cream, but it’s been tampered with."

Kong Lingwen’s face darkened as he stepped forward, asking coldly, "Who sent you? Tell me, and I can let you go."

The bald man trembled like a leaf, sweat mixed with blood running down his cheeks, facing Yang Cheng’s cold eyes, he almost forgot to breathe.

"I... I really don’t know who it was. The contact was made through the internet, twenty thousand was directly transferred to my account, asking us to come to this company and cause trouble, promising another fifty thousand after the job was done."

"We’re just a bunch of thugs, usually collecting protection money, never seen this much money before. I got tempted and agreed."

As the bald man spoke, tears and snot pasted across his face, looking extremely pathetic.

"Please, spare us! We won’t dare anymore!"

Around them, his minions also begged for mercy, some even started kowtowing, their foreheads hitting the cement floor with a loud thud.

Yang Cheng stood up, looking down at the group without a trace of pity, feeling disgusted about even dirtying his hands with these thugs.

"Call the police."

He said lightly, and beside him, Kong Lingwen had already pulled out his phone and dialed the number.

Within less than ten minutes, several police cars arrived with a roar, Uncle Jia personally leading the squad, quickly rushing into the workshop.

"What’s going on here?"

Jia Zhenghao glanced at the mess of wailing thugs, then looked at the bruised Kong Lingchuan and Gao Peng, his brows furrowing.

"Uncle Jia, these people came to our company to cause trouble, extortion, and even assaulted our people."

Kong Lingwen stepped up, succinctly explaining the situation.

After listening, Jia Zhenghao’s face turned grim, waving his hand, "Take them all away!"

The officers immediately moved forward, handcuffing the bald man and his minions one by one.

As the bald man was lifted up, his legs were too weak to stand, the excruciating pain from his shattered knees made his face pale as paper, but he didn’t dare scream, hoping to swiftly leave this frightening place; getting arrested was better than dying at the hands of that young man.

He now regretted deeply, he shouldn’t have been tempted by that fifty thousand and taken such risks, but now it was too late.

"By the way, Uncle Jia, this guy said he was paid by someone to cause trouble, there should be someone behind this."

Kong Lingwen reminded.

"Rest assured, we will investigate thoroughly."

Jia Zhenghao nodded, leading his team away.

The sirens faded into the distance, and the workshop finally quieted down.

The workers glanced at each other in shock; some female employees couldn’t help but quietly sob.

Wang Baojie, covering his swollen cheek, walked over apologetically, "General Manager Kong, I’m sorry, I mishandled it..."

"It’s not your fault; you’ve already done very well. Go get checked at the hospital, I’ll cover the medical expenses."

Kong Lingwen was quite pleased with this workshop manager, being able to step up when the company was in trouble showed a sense of responsibility, meaning this person wasn’t bad.

"It’s really not necessary, just a minor injury, I’m fine, but some workers were also hurt."

Wang Baojie reminded.

Kong Lingwen felt his quality of character was good and smiled slightly, "Let the injured workers go get checked at the hospital; I’ll cover the medical expenses and nutrition expenses, and give them a week of paid leave."

"Yes!"

Wang Baojie agreed, immediately turning around to help the injured workers outside.

At this moment, Kong Lingchuan sat on the ground, blood still dripping from the corner of his mouth, Gao Peng was in no better condition, his nose black and blue, looking extremely disheveled.

Yang Cheng walked over quickly, a bit helpless, "How did you get beaten like this, didn’t you know to fight back? Let me treat your wounds first."

"Brother Cen, we’re fine, just some minor injuries. Those bastards took advantage of numbers; otherwise, I could definitely beat them!"

Kong Lingchuan said defiantly, but his expression was too forceful, pulling at the wound on his mouth, making him grimace in pain.

Yang Cheng activated X-ray Vision, scanning the two’s bodies up and down, confirming no bones or internal organs were injured, he felt relieved.

The four didn’t stay in the workshop; after all, it wasn’t the place for a conversation, so they went to the office together.

"Brother Cen, who do you think did this? Could it be the Cao Family?"

Kong Lingchuan asked while wiping his wounds.

"Cao Ruibin has already left Zhonghai with his family, a move utterly without any news."

Yang Cheng shook his head, a hint of deep thought in his eyes, "Even if he really wanted to act, he would certainly hire assassins, not just send some thugs to cause trouble."

"So... is it the Gong Family?"

Kong Lingwen’s voice turned cold, her beautiful eyes flashing with a chilling light.

At this remark, Kong Lingchuan looked confused, and asked, "Why the Gong Family? Why would they target us?"

Kong Lingwen and Yang Cheng exchanged a glance, only they knew about the Gong Family matters, and she didn’t want to reveal it until the Gong Family was dealt with, so she explained, "It’s just a guess; after all, in Zhonghai, only three families run pharmaceutical enterprises. Maybe they’re trying to suppress us and sent people to cause trouble."

Yang Cheng held the box of ointment brought by the bald man, opened it, and sniffed it at his nose, also using his fingers to dab a bit of ointment, observing closely.

"The ointment contains a highly irritant chemical substance. Applying it to the skin would cause severe allergic reactions, redness, swelling, and ulceration, seeming as if caused by using inferior medicine."

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