Chapter 8

Seeing Zhang Qingyuan place his hand on Mu Xin's chest, everyone, including the old Taoist Cheng Feng, opened their mouths wide, not knowing what he was going to do. Of course, no one would think that Zhang Qingyuan had the mood to grope her, even though Mu Xin's chest, wrapped in a nurse's uniform, was quite large and would definitely feel good, but the situation was not right.

"Hmph!" Seeing Zhang Qingyuan's action, Zhou Zhiyan's delicate brows furrowed, and her pretty nose wrinkled. She huffed in dissatisfaction, then secretly examined her own small chest, only to be disappointed to find that it was indeed not as full as the young nurse's.

Zhang Qingyuan, of course, did not know what乱七八糟的念头 (random thoughts) Zhou Zhiyan was having. After his hand touched Mu Xin's chest, he realized what he was doing and his face turned slightly embarrassed.

However, with his highly sensitive perception of the earth's spiritual energy, he had clearly felt a very weak energy from Mu Xin being emitted to a distant place, and the source was on Mu Xin's chest.

As Mu Xin stopped crying, her beautiful eyes shyly stared at Zhang Qingyuan, and she felt a strange sensation in her chest, her face turning red. Zhang Qingyuan reached out and pinched, removing a small black object, about half the size of a fingernail, from the button on Mu Xin's chest.

A listening device!

And it was a wireless receiver!

"Ahhh!!!" Mu Xin was terrified when she saw the object, "H-How did this get here?"

Thinking about what she had just said, Mu Xin trembled uncontrollably, her eyes wide with fear. At this moment, she was very worried about her mother, a weak housewife.

Two powerful forces were in conflict, and she, a small person caught in the middle, could be destroyed by either side at any moment. This was indeed her tragedy.

"Find the culprit!" Huang Zhiguo was furious and immediately shouted at the bodyguards around him, "Investigate it!"

"Yes, Young Master!" The four young men responded and immediately took out their phones, issuing commands. Suddenly, an investigation involving the underground forces and business circles of Hangzhou City was launched. People from all corners of the city were mobilized, and various social relationships and personnel were put to use, extending into this complex world.

At this moment, everyone in the room was shocked, amazed by Zhang Qingyuan's skills, not knowing how he discovered it, especially since even Mu Xin did not know she had such a device on her.

Only one person was not concerned about the listening device, and that was Zhou Zhiyan. Seeing that Zhang Qingyuan was touching Mu Xin's chest to remove the device, Zhou Zhiyan's delicate brows relaxed, and she smiled sweetly.

"Mu Xin, you were hired by my Huang family, yet you were coerced and bribed by outsiders to harm my father." Huang Zhiguo glared at Mu Xin, his eyes so red they seemed to be bleeding, "Xiao Zhu!" Huang Zhiguo suddenly shouted.

"Take her back to Hangzhou and dig deeper through this lead!"

"Yes, Young Master." The young man named Xiao Zhu responded and was about to grab Mu Xin.

"Ahh, no, please, save my mother, save her, save her!" Mu Xin crawled to Huang Zhiguo's side, pleading bitterly, but not daring to raise her voice, "Please... Mr. Huang..."

"Get out!" Huang Zhiguo hated Mu Xin so much that he could not bear to listen to her babbling. If it were not for the inappropriate setting, he would have killed her just now. As he spoke, he kicked out!

Just then, Huang Zhiguo's kick suddenly stopped, and he could not pull his leg back. Huang Zhiguo was greatly alarmed and looked up to see that Zhang Qingyuan had somehow appeared beside him.

"Mr. Zhang..." Huang Zhiguo hesitated.

After all that had happened, if Huang Zhiguo still could not recognize Zhang Qingyuan's extraordinary abilities, he would have to find a block of tofu to bash his head against. Just the listening device alone, which Mu Xin had not noticed despite being with him for so long, and which the Huang family's numerous detectors had not detected, was discovered by Zhang Qingyuan in less than half an hour. What kind of ability was this?

And now, he did not even know how Zhang Qingyuan had immobilized his leg. Was this something a human could do?

At this moment, Huang Zhiguo was suddenly terrified of what he had said before—what kind of background did Zhang Qingyuan, this young and handsome man, have? What kind of mysterious skills did he possess? He had not even seen Zhang Qingyuan make a move, yet he could not move. Even in martial arts novels, there were no such experts.

Even... was he still human?—Huang Zhiguo suddenly shivered, not daring to think further.

Zhang Qingyuan was now an early-stage cultivator, and his true qi could be externalized. Just now, he had merely released a thread of true qi, condensed it into a needle, and shot it into Huang Zhiguo's leg, temporarily immobilizing it.

Seeing Huang Zhiguo's face contorted with fear, Zhang Qingyuan reached out and patted Huang Zhiguo's leg, which immediately regained sensation and fell to the ground.

"Hisss~~~"

Seeing that Huang Zhiguo's leg could move again, everyone in the room drew a sharp breath and looked at Zhang Qingyuan with fear. At this moment, Wang Daozi's gaze was the most intense, filled with both fear and reverence, making him tremble with excitement. His martial arts skills had not improved for nearly ten years.

Of course, Wang Daozi did not dare to approach Zhang Qingyuan and start a conversation.

But Zhang Qingyuan said to Huang Zhiguo:

"Mr. Huang, Miss Mu Xin is just a pitiful person caught between you. Don't make things difficult for her." Zhang Qingyuan said calmly, "Of course, I will help cure Mr. Huang, and I can also help you find some related people and clues. What do you think?"

"Mr. Zhang, you... you mean my father can be cured? I..." Hearing Zhang Qingyuan's words, Huang Zhiguo suddenly felt a surge of joy, as if his fortunes had turned. If he had previously been dismissive of Zhang Qingyuan, now he felt somewhat uneasy in his presence. He could no longer see through Zhang Qingyuan, and standing next to him, he felt his body hairs stand on end.

But one thing was clear: Zhang Qingyuan was very powerful, both in medicine and ability.

"Mr. Zhang is right, I will follow your advice." Although Zhang Qingyuan spoke politely, Huang Zhiguo did not dare to be arrogant and immediately agreed without hesitation, then quickly shouted to one of the bodyguards, "Xiao Hou, help Miss Mu up."

After saying this, Huang Zhiguo secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Ha ha, Mr. Huang is indeed magnanimous." Zhang Qingyuan complimented him casually.

Zhang Qingyuan's words made Huang Zhiguo almost stumble, and he quickly wiped his sweat again, saying, "I am ashamed, I am ashamed," not daring to be silent, he stood with his hands hanging by his sides.

"Mr. Zhang, you... are you really saying that you can cure Mr. Huang?"

Jiang Hanguo still felt as if he were watching a play, finding it somewhat unreal. The events that had just unfolded were too many and too complex, far beyond his imagination. Although he had seen many intrigues in the hospital, few had escalated to such a level, involving murder, which made him break out in a cold sweat.

And Zhang Qingyuan's plea for Mu Xin truly won Jiang Hanguo's respect. In that situation, he could not have spoken up for Mu Xin, and he had thought Mu Xin was doomed, but he did not expect Zhang Qingyuan to act this way.

"Brother, you... you really have a way to cure Mr. Huang?" Cheng Feng said, hardly believing it.

Unlike Jiang Hanguo, Cheng Feng had experienced the Anti-Japanese War and the Civil War, and had seen more bloody and sinister things. Since Zhang Qingyuan had already achieved the foundation stage, Cheng Feng was not too surprised by what had just happened. He only marveled at how this young man had cultivated to such a frightening level at such a young age. Now, hearing his words, his medical skills were also frightening.