Chapter 265

Wan Ping'an could grow magical crops, each of which could sell for a sky-high price, and he had powerful hunting abilities; could he take Yi Zhonghai seriously?

He probably just considered Yi Zhonghai a joke.

Yi Zhonghai smiled bitterly.

It was very heart-wrenching!

He was safe because Wan Ping'an wouldn't touch him, and the reason was that he was too weak!

Could there be a more heart-wrenching answer than that?

"I know you're very unwilling and depressed, but this is the fact."

"If you want to change, you have to work hard."

"Control the Sihe Academy, and at the same time, in the rolling mill, either become an official or pass the eighth-grade fitter exam; only then will you have the qualifications to challenge Wan Ping'an."

The Deaf Old Lady's purpose was simple.

Let Yi Zhonghai grow up.

Only when Yi Zhonghai was powerful could she live a comfortable life.

The two were grasshoppers on the same rope!

Liu Haizhong's house.

"Sigh, this grandson Yi Zhonghai, he's become the First Elder again."

"With the support of that old immortal Deaf Old Lady, Yi Zhonghai will definitely keep suppressing me. Why did Wan Ping'an let them out?"

Liu Haizhong complained.

He blamed Wan Ping'an.

If Wan Ping'an hadn't forgiven Yi Zhonghai, Yi Zhonghai would definitely have gone to prison, definitely would have lost his job, and wouldn't have been able to compete with him anymore.

The He family.

"Shazhu, shut your stinking mouth; Yi Zhonghai is the First Elder, what are you laughing at?"

He Daqing was furious.

He hated Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai and the Deaf Old Lady had both led Shazhu astray.

He hadn't noticed at first, but the two worked secretly, and by the time he noticed and wanted to control Shazhu, it was a bit late!

"I, I wasn't laughing!"

Shazhu shut his mouth, enduring it!

"Sigh, how did I end up with such a stupid son?"

"Shazhu, I'll put it this way: if you get too close to Yi Zhonghai and the Deaf Old Lady, you'll definitely be pitted by them very miserably."

"Can't you use your brain a little?"

"Can't you listen to me?"

He Daqing was very disappointed in Shazhu.

If it weren't for the fact that he had been a widower for many years, he would have wanted to practice a 'small account' (have another child).

Shazhu, this 'big account', was ruined!

He Yushui was just a girl.

It wasn't that he didn't like girls, but in traditional concepts, only boys could carry on the family line, and no matter how many girls were in the family, it was useless.

The Yan family.

Yan Fugui sighed.

"Head of the house, what's wrong with you?"

"Since coming back from the meeting, I haven't seen you smile."

The Third Aunt was a bit uneasy.

"I regret it a bit; I shouldn't have taken Yi Zhonghai's fifty yuan."

"Him becoming the First Elder again is no good thing."

"At the same time, me taking the money to help him become the First Elder is also leverage; at a critical moment, it's his trump card to threaten me!"

Yan Fugui said he regretted it.

But if given another chance, and given another fifty yuan, he would definitely make the same choice: take the money and support Yi Zhonghai.

"Then what should we do?"

The Third Aunt was a bit worried.

"Try to have a good relationship with Wan Ping'an; only he can restrain Yi Zhonghai."

"At a critical moment, beg him to save our lives!"

Yan Fugui's eyes lit up, thinking of a way that wasn't really a way.

The next morning.

Hospital.

Jia Zhangshi and Jia Dongxu came together to see Old Jia, Jia Gensheng.

Old Jia had a very high fever and was delirious, unable to take care of himself, and needed to be fed; Jia Dongxu was feeding him thin porridge.

"You really are a piece of trash!"

"Wasn't it just a few scratches?"

"Wasn't it just getting a little rain outside?"

"How did you end up in the hospital? Tell me, are you pretending to be sick?"

"Do you know how much money you're wasting?"

Jia Zhangshi complained.

Patients and their families in the same ward looked at Jia Zhangshi with disgust; he had a high fever to the point of delirium, was it pretended?

Besides, were these just a few scratches?

Old Jia's face and neck were covered in dozens of crisscrossing scratches, all broken and bleeding.

If it weren't for these scratches, would he have gotten rained on and infected?

Would he have developed a high fever?

Everyone was contemptuous!

But this was their family business, so they couldn't say much.

"Speak, I know you're awake."

"I'm telling you to talk to me, did you hear me?"

Jia Zhangshi was very annoyed.

She reached out to push Old Jia, not caring that Jia Dongxu was feeding him porridge.

Cough, cough, cough!

Old Jia began to cough violently.

"Look, I told you he was pretending."

"If he wasn't conscious, how could he cough?"

Jia Zhangshi was very smug.

She didn't notice at all that Old Jia was coughing up blood.

"Move aside!"

The doctor who rushed over pushed Jia Zhangshi aside and examined Old Jia.

"You bastard, you dare push me?"

Jia Zhangshi was furious.

Not caring that the doctor was examining Old Jia, she rushed up, pressed the doctor onto the bed, and she herself pressed down on the doctor.

Crack!

A crisp sound of bone breaking rang out.

"You damn thing, let go of me quickly, do you want to kill your man?"

The doctor, pressed onto Old Jia, was furious, but Jia Zhangshi was heavyweight, and her weight was too much; for a moment, he couldn't break free.

By the time other medical staff came over and pulled Jia Zhangshi away, Old Jia wasn't moving anymore.

Half an hour later.

Resuscitation failed. ===== CHAPTER 267 =====