Urban Miracle Doctor-Chapter 290: The Older Generation’s Thunderous Tactics

Chapter 290: Chapter 290: The Older Generation’s Thunderous Tactics

"Bring me my reading glasses and make a cup of tea," the old man said indifferently.

The middle-aged man standing by his side nodded gently and turned to leave.

The old man put on his reading glasses, a cup of hot tea was placed on the table next to him, and the middle-aged man stood by the old man like a statue, and the surroundings became very quiet.

The stack of documents was not large, but the old man read them very carefully, his expression alternating between anger and indifference.

In less than an hour, he had finished going through all the documents.

Slam! The old man’s hand hit the table hard, sending the teacup on the table flying.

"Father, what is the matter?"

Seeing the old man’s angry face, the middle-aged man hurriedly bent down and asked with concern.

The old man had not recovered long ago, and he was really worried that the anger might affect the old man’s health.

"Go to the Divine Dragon Society!" the old man said sternly.

The middle-aged man was stunned, then asked with concern, "Father, going at this time, wouldn’t it be too late?"

"Go now!" the old man said emphatically, his furrowed brows forming a large ’chuan’ character on his forehead.

"All right, all right, I’ll go arrange the car right away, please calm down!" the middle-aged man replied repeatedly seeing this.

As he walked away, he muttered to himself, "What’s wrong with Father? Why is he so angry?"

"Alas, it turns out it’s not only my heirs who are inadequate; others have the same issue. What’s wrong with these young people today? They provoke someone they shouldn’t and don’t even realize the danger."

"To get the Xue guards to speak up, it must involve no ordinary person."

"I assume the person hasn’t really gotten angry yet; otherwise, the outcome would not be this mild," the old man said to himself, gazing at the teacup on the floor.

Little did he know, he misunderstood the situation; it was not that Qin Han had not gotten angry, but rather, the time had not yet come.

However, the old man’s actions, due to a fortuitous mistake, indirectly saved these young people’s lives. Otherwise, once the time came and Qin Han took action, most of them would probably remain in Zhongzhou.

Once Qin Han decides to act, except for a person from the Divine Dragon Society, he probably wouldn’t grant anyone else any favors.

That evening, the old man stayed in the Divine Dragon Society until dawn, and only left when the sky began to lighten.

That day, a significant upheaval occurred in the capital, with personnel shifting everywhere.

These were still the lighter punishments, after all, they kept their dignity intact.

Those guilty of heinous crimes were taken down directly, in one fell swoop, and clanged into prison.

Only when everything had settled did the heads of major families learn the reason.

The phones of several people, including Li Rufeng, rang almost simultaneously. The expressions on their faces were a mix of dejection and surprise as they took their calls.

Because they all received the same news: something had happened at home, and they needed to return to the capital immediately!

Without any delay, they immediately started their journey back to the capital.

In contrast, another group who had been secretly observing received calls from their homes at the same time, all bearing the same message:

"Get back here!"

Without any hesitation, they set off because they knew without their family’s support, they were really nothing.

Qin Han learned of this news first. His face remained as calm as an ancient well; that day, he had instructed Xue Yi and Xue Shiwu to return to the capital.

Because Qin Han knew, once a battle begins, a result is inevitable.

Yet these juniors do not represent the families behind them, and now is not the time for Qin Han to emerge.

It would only be when he identified the person who had attacked him from behind that his true return would occur.

On the return flight, the hearts of these noble offspring were filled with awe, a mere Zhongzhou City was actually concealing such an influential figure.

This was beyond their expectations.

Ming Xizhi was equally shocked. He had always believed he knew Qin Han’s social connections like the back of his hand, but now he realized his understanding of Qin Han was far from sufficient.

Qin Han! Clearly, he still had many unknown cards up his sleeve.

Ming Xizhi had always considered Qin Han to be a reclusive hermit, which is why he was particularly cautious.

Because usually such recluses, once you cross their bottom line, their retaliation is relentless.

At worst, kill someone, find a place to hide, and you would never be able to find them.

It was at this moment that Ming Xizhi admitted he had always underestimated Qin Han.

Being in his position, he could hear certain rumors. If it wasn’t Qin Han who did this, he would die disbelieving it.

Because all the families that were involved were those from among the few prominent young men from Zhongzhou. A coincidence? Are there such blatant coincidences?

When Grand Elder Ming’s call came through, the first words from Ming Xizhi after answering were, "Dad, I was wrong before."

The Grand Elder Ming replied with a laugh, "Hehe, Xizhi, remember what I told you, never underestimate anyone, and definitely don’t use the tricks from the bureaucracy outside."

"In this world, many people are much stronger than those I have seen."

"Have you ever considered that Qin Han might very well be a person from that world?"

"So, try to become friends with Qin Han in the future."

After hanging up, Ming Xizhi fell into deep contemplation; it appeared that he needed to change his approach to interacting with Qin Han.

In a Siheyuan in the capital, far from sunlight, an old man was lying in a chair basking in the sun.

"Father, it was just some youngsters fooling around, why are you so angry?" the middle-aged man asked cautiously.

Even now, despite being a significant official, he still obeyed his father in front of the old man, not daring to show the slightest disrespect.

He knew that his arrival at this point today was often due to the old man’s behind-the-scenes scheming.

Why do many large families fight tooth and nail to ensure their ancestors live a few more years?

These families are truly competing not over who has more money or more people, but over whose ancestors can live longer.

"A bunch of bastards, now they’ve learned to usurp by deceit. I fought for our dynasty, and they just walk in my footprints. How can I tolerate such people?" the old man bellowed.

The middle-aged man replied helplessly, "Weren’t you not supposed to interfere with these matters anymore?"

"I can ignore other things, but what is this? This is the destruction of the roots of our Dragoland! These are the ones I know of, those privately-owned enterprises usurped by them; what about those I don’t know?"

"Besides, I am rescuing them!" the old man retorted sharply.

Seeing his father’s furious demeanor, the middle-aged man chuckled and said, "Dad, is it really because Qin Han once saved you that you’re so upset?"

"Aren’t you smart? Granted Qin Han saved me, but these people really did cross the line."

"Do you understand what Qin Han’s developed hemostatic powder means? If utilized correctly, do you know how many lives could be saved on the battlefield because of it?"

Then, the old man gave his son a glance and sighed,

"I know you might not understand why I stirred up such a storm today, some things should also be told to you now."

"Do you know who informed me of this news?"