Chapter 7: A Disgraceful Spectacle

At this moment, Wang Haitao's complexion was as pale as a sheet of paper, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

After a short while, his body swayed, and with a thud, he fell straight onto the ground!

Wang Lei rushed to Wang Haitao's side and knelt on the ground with both knees.

"Dad! Dad, what's wrong with you? Wake up!"

He reached out to feel Wang Haitao's breath, and the next moment he snapped his head around, glaring at Jiang Feng.

"It's you! It's all you! You just cursed my dad to death, made him sick with anger! You killed my dad! I won't rest until I kill you!"

As he spoke, he tried to get up from the ground and lunge at Jiang Feng.

Fortunately, a Wang family relative nearby quickly grabbed him.

"Lei, don't be impulsive! This isn't the time to fight; first see how the Family Head is doing!"

"What else is there to look at! My dad's out of breath!"

Wang Lei struggled and roared, tears mixing with snot streaming down, "It's all this bastard's fault! I must kill him today, avenge my dad!"

Jiang Feng's face remained expressionless, and he said leisurely, "He hasn't died yet, and it wasn't because of me."

The words caused another wave of uproar throughout the venue.

"Not dead? After all that, still not dead? This kid must be trying to argue his way out, right?"

"Exactly, just now Wang Lei felt his breath, so he must be out of breath!"

"I think he's just trying to shirk responsibility; after all, the Wang family isn't easy to mess with!"

Wang Lei, even more enraged, trembled all over, pointing at Jiang Feng's nose and scolding, "How dare you spout nonsense! My dad is like this, and you're still standing here telling lies! What on earth are you thinking?!"

Jiang Feng ignored him, turned his gaze to Wang Haitao on the ground, and said evenly, "His heart bypass surgery was botched, the vessels are blocked again; it has nothing to do with me."

"Bullshit!"

An angry roar suddenly rose from the crowd; Li Kun could no longer sit still, hurried out, pointed at Jiang Feng's nose, his face ashen.

"The one who operated on Haitao is my brother Li Ao, the chief of cardiac surgery at Jiangcheng City Heart Hospital, a top domestic expert! How could his surgery be flawed? You're just trying to shirk responsibility, deliberately spouting nonsense!"

Li Ao's reputation in Jiangcheng is renowned; many wealthy people who want him for surgery can't even get on the waiting list.

Jiang Feng actually dared to claim Li Ao's surgery had issues; if this spreads, won't his brother's reputation be ruined?

People around also echoed:

"Yeah! I know Director Li's surgery; it's especially excellent, how could it go wrong!"

"I think this kid pretends to understand, trying to shift responsibility onto Director Li!"

"The Wang family shouldn't be fooled by him; make him pay with his life quickly!"

Zhao Xiong seized the moment: "Su Lao, look at the people you brought; not only do they blurt out reckless words, they also dare to slander Director Li's medical skill. Today, you must give the Wang family and the Li family an explanation!"

Su Shian was even more smug: "I told you this kid was a liar! Now it's fine, he made Wang Lao collapse, and still wants to slander Director Li. I think he won't get out of this door today!"

Ye Xiaoyue, hiding in Zhao Qiancheng's arms, said with a hint of schadenfreude, "Zhao Shao, Jiang Feng is really unlucky, he actually made Wang Lao collapse from anger; the Wang family will definitely not let him off!"

Zhao Qiancheng patted her back, his eyes full of disdain.

"Serves him right! Who let him be so ignorant, daring to oppose the Wang family? Now he's stuck himself! We'll just watch how the Wang family deals with him later!"

At that moment, Li Kun suddenly pulled out his phone, speaking urgently.

"Enough, talking to this kid is useless! I'm calling my brother right now, telling him to come quickly to check Haitao's condition; then we'll know whose fault it is!"

Saying that, he dialed Li Ao's number.

"Third brother! Come quickly to the Banquet Hall of Jiangcheng International Hotel! Haitao's in trouble, hurry over to save him!"

Li Kun hung up, turning to Wang Lei, "Lei, don't panic; Third brother is already on his way, he'll arrive soon and can definitely save your dad!"

Wang Lei at that moment lost his earlier fury; hearing Li Ao was coming felt like grasping a last lifeline, and he quickly nodded.

"Thank you, Uncle Li! Thank you, Uncle Li! Get Director Li here quickly, my dad is counting on him!"

He could no longer worry about settling scores with Jiang Feng; he only wanted his father to recover quickly.

Su Ruiqing looked at the chaos, leaned close to Jiang Feng, and asked softly.

"Jiang Feng, are you sure Haitao's problem is a botched surgery? Li Ao's medical skill is universally acclaimed in Jiangcheng; could it be..."

Jiang Feng glanced at him, replying coolly, "Good or not, we'll know when he arrives."

Su Ruiqing still wanted to say something more.

Then a rapid footstep sound came from the Banquet Hall entrance.

A middle-aged man in a white coat and gold‑rimmed glasses hurried in, followed by two nurses, carrying an emergency kit.

It was Li Ao.

Upon entering, he saw Wang Haitao on the ground; his complexion changed instantly, and he rushed over, squatting, opening the emergency kit while asking, "What exactly happened?"

Wang Lei quickly stepped aside, saying excitedly,

"Director Li, you're finally here! Save my dad quickly! He just collapsed suddenly; take a look at him!"

Li Ao said nothing, first taking out a stethoscope and placing it on Wang Haitao's chest, listening for a while; then he took a flashlight to shine on Wang Haitao's pupils, and then felt his carotid pulse, his expression growing ever darker.

Those nearby held their breath, watching Li Ao's actions, not daring to inhale a single breath.

Li Kun, even more nervous, asked, "Third brother, how is it? Is there any hope for Wang Lao?"

Li Ao slowly stood, removed the stethoscope, shook his head at Wang Lei and the surrounding Wang family members, and said gravely, "I'm sorry, I did my best. Mr. Wang's heart has already stopped beating; there's no cure."

"Boom!"

Those words caused the Wang family to collapse instantly.

Wang Lei fell with a thud, kneeling on the ground, clutching Wang Haitao's body and wailing loudly.

"Dad! Why did you have to go like this! You can't leave me! Dad!"

"Family Head! How could you just be gone!"

"What will become of our Wang family from now on!"

Everyone present kept sighing with regret.

"Alas, I didn't expect Old Wang to be gone like this; it's such a pity!"

"It must have been that kid Jiang Feng just now babbling nonsense, angering Old Wang, which caused the blood vessels to clog!"

"Exactly! That Jiang Feng is a disaster star; if it weren't for him, Old Wang wouldn't have had an accident!"

"The Wang Family will definitely not let him off; this kid is in big trouble!"

Zhao Xiong and Li Kun exchanged a glance.

Zhao Xiong stepped forward and said to Wang Lei: "Lei, my condolences. But your father's death is inseparable from Jiang Feng! If it weren't for his reckless words cursing your father to death, your father wouldn't have become agitated and caused the blood vessels to clog! We must make him answer for your father's death!"

Li Kun also nodded: "Right! That kid not only cursed your father, but also slandered my brother's medical skill; he must pay the price!"

Wang Lei, hearing this, snapped his head up, his eyes filled with blood vessels: "I'll kill you! I'll avenge my father!"

Su Xueyan quickly stepped in front of Jiang Feng and said to Wang Lei: "Don't act rashly! The matter hasn't been clarified yet!"

"Not clarified?" Wang Lei roared, his eyes reddening.

"He just cursed my father to death, and then my father collapsed; isn't that clear enough? Move aside! Otherwise I'll beat you too!"

At that moment, Jiang Feng suddenly pushed aside Su Xueyan, took a step forward, looked at the charging Wang Lei, and said in a calm tone: "Why the hurry? How do you know your father can't be saved?"

Wang Lei was stunned, halted his steps, and looked at Jiang Feng in confusion: "What do you mean? Director Li said my father can't be saved, what else are you planning?"

Jiang Feng ignored him, walked straight to Wang Haitao's side, squatted down, extended his hand, and gently patted Wang Haitao's chest and abdomen—lightly yet rhythmically.

"What are you doing? Don't touch my father!"

Wang Lei, seeing this, immediately tried to rush forward to pull Jiang Feng away, but Su Ruiqing stopped him.

Li Ao's face was full of mockery: "Stop putting on a show here! Wang's heart has already stopped beating; even an Immortal couldn't save him! Who do you think you are? I think you're just trying to use this chance to become famous!"

He didn't believe Jiang Feng could save Wang Haitao at all, after all he was the country's top cardiac surgeon.

If even he couldn't save him, how could a rag‑clad kid like Jiang Feng possibly do it?

The people around also echoed.

"Exactly! Director Li said there's no hope, and this kid is still putting on a show here, it's truly ridiculous!"

"I think he just wants to flaunt himself; when he fails to save him, watch how he gets knocked down!"

Ye Xiaoyue sneered, "Zhao Shao, do you think he's gone mad? Director Li said there's no hope, yet he's still flailing here, it's such a disgrace!"

Zhao Qiancheng wrapped his arm around her waist, gave a cold smile, and said: "Ignore him, let him struggle! When he fails to save him, the Wang Family will definitely deal with him; we'll just sit back and watch the show!"

Everyone was waiting to see Jiang Feng make a fool of himself.

At that moment, Wang Haitao let out a cough.