Chapter 118: Are You Blind?

"Are you from the Health Bureau?" Zhao Lao stood up, pointed at the qualification certificates hanging on the wall, and said, "All the documents are complete; feel free to inspect them."

"Where is your medical practice license?" the fat man looked around unhurriedly.

"Right here. Furthermore, I am a council member of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association. This qualification is fine, isn't it?" Zhao Lao took out his documents.

"What about you? You're so young, are you also a practitioner of Traditional Chinese Medicine?" the fat man pointed at Chen Yu.

"That's right, the certificate came down yesterday," Chen Yu said, taking out the Traditional Chinese Medicine qualification certificate that Zhao Lao had just helped him obtain.

"It's fake, isn't it? This is illegal medical practice. Our health department is currently investigating people like you. Men, take them away!" The fat man waved his hand, and the several uniformed men behind him stepped forward, ready to make arrests.

"Even if I were practicing medicine illegally, it should be the police station arresting me, right? Do you have the authority to enforce the law?" Chen Yu glanced at the fat man and said, "Besides, what is your position, and what do you do?"

"Chen Yu, this is an inspection officer from the Ministry of Health. They are here specifically to arrest people like you who practice medicine illegally. Everyone must keep their eyes open when seeking medical treatment," Zhou Peng shouted, "Don't ever be fooled by a fake doctor like him."

"Even if we were fooled, we wouldn't go to your medical hall to be ripped off," someone said disdainfully.

"That's right, it's more expensive than a hospital, and the medicine isn't even effective."

"Dr. Chen here can bring the dead back to life; who needs some lousy certificate?"

The people at the scene expressed their dissatisfaction one after another. Zhou Peng shut his mouth in embarrassment; it was well-known that the medicine at Mingshun Medical Hall was expensive.

"All of you, shut up! We are just doing our official duty. The people will be detained first, and the clinic will be closed first. We'll talk after we've investigated clearly. This kind of issue is very serious; it won't be cleared up in ten days or half a month," the fat man waved his hand.

"Wait. Let me cooperate with the investigation, fine, but the medical clinic's qualifications are complete. By what right are you closing it?" Chen Yu said angrily.

"I said it's closed, so it's closed. What, are you not convinced?" The fat man pointed at the word 'Health' on his arm and said, "Since you work in this field, you should recognize these two characters and recognize this uniform."

"Which department are you from?" Just then, a voice came from the second floor; it was Li Wenguang coming down.

Li Wenguang was the big boss of the health department. He hadn't expected to encounter the Xia Clan and the Lin Clan here today. He had been talking happily with Xia Tian upstairs, and Xia Tian had already finalized several investments in the pharmaceutical field; if this were pulled off, it would all be political achievement.

But they were in the middle of a pleasant conversation when these people downstairs came to cause trouble.

"What does it matter to you which department I'm from? Who are you? Do you have the qualifications to ask about my business?" the fat man shouted angrily without turning his head.

"I am Li Wenguang. Which department are you from? Who is your leader?" Li Wenguang was furious.

Looking at the uniforms of these few people, they were clearly from his own health system. Were they not even putting him in their eyes?

"Li Wenguang? Heh, you're Li Wenguang? I'm Zhou Chi. Who are you trying to fool?" The fat man sneered and turned his head.

But upon seeing Li Wenguang coming down the stairs, he couldn't help but shudder. He quickly straightened his body: "Di, Director Li, why are you here?"

"Which department are you from, and who is your leader?" Li Wenguang demanded angrily.

"I... I'm from the document inspection department, I..." the fat man was scared pale, his face drained of color.

"I've never heard of this department. Are you an impostor?" Li Wenguang stared at the fat man.

"No, no, we are here to check for fake documents. We received a report that someone here was practicing medicine illegally, so we rushed over," the fat man said tremblingly.

"Documents? Are you blind?" Li Wenguang pointed at the certificates on the wall: "Can't you see the seal stamped on these? What is your name? I'm going to ask your leader how they manage their subordinates."

"Director Li, my name is Zhang Wei, and my leader is Liu Xing. It really has nothing to do with me; I just received a report," the fat man was almost crying.

"So you're one of Liu Xing's men. Tell him that the promotion application he submitted won't be approved. Also, all of you, starting tomorrow, suspend your duties for self-inspection. Get out of here."

Li Wenguang said angrily: "Do I not know what you are supposed to be doing? Isn't wearing this skin meant for serving the common people? Is it for throwing your weight around?"

The fat man hung his head, nodded repeatedly, and then slunk away.

The Zhou Family father and son were so scared they didn't dare to breathe. They never imagined that Li Wenguang hadn't left yet.

"Little Chen, your medical skills are good. Keep working hard, haha," Li Wenguang laughed loudly, "I have things to do, so I'll be leaving first."

"Take care, Brother Li," Chen Yu said with a smile.

Li Wenguang nodded, then glanced at the Zhou Family father and son, and snorted coldly before leaving.

The Zhou Family father and son's faces were deathly pale. Li Wenguang was warning them that if they dared to mess around again, he wouldn't be polite.

"Everyone, continue," Chen Yu waved his hand, glanced at the father and son, and said, "Zhou Hongru, use whatever underhanded tricks you have. I'm waiting."

"Hmph, you old fossil," Zhao Lao snorted and ignored the father and son.

"Chen, you just wait," Zhou Peng said through gritted teeth, then took out his phone to make a call.

Before long, several excavators and bulldozers drove over and surrounded Xinglinju. Judging by the posture, they intended to raze Xinglinju to the ground.

A large man roared at the entrance: "This place is being demolished, everyone get out!"

"What are you doing? You want to demolish my house just like that?" This time, Zhao Anran was also angry. The Zhou Family father and son were bullying people too much; this man was clearly hired by them to cause trouble.

"This has nothing to do with me," Zhou Peng said with a rogue-like attitude, "Zhao Anran, you need to respond to policy. Old, broken, and small places like yours affect the city's appearance and should have been demolished long ago."

"Let anyone try to move," Zhao Lao said angrily, "Bring the documents over. If there are urban construction documents, I will let you demolish it. If not, get out of here immediately."

"Old man, the documents are on the way and will be here soon. Our current policy is to demolish first and supplement the documents later. Do it!" The large man sneered. He waved his hand, and the several bulldozers outside started up.

"You're so arrogant, you dare to move without even bringing the documents?" Chen Yu poked his head out and looked at the large man, "Do you believe that if you dare to move even an inch, I'll have your men's machines completely scrapped?"

"You idiot, who do you think I am? Do you think you can scare me with a few words?" The large man laughed. He pointed at Chen Yu and said, "Go for this kid's head. I don't believe he dares to stand here and not move."

Boom—a backhoe rushed forward and pressed down toward Chen Yu's head. This guy truly didn't value human life.

Chen Yu flashed, and he was already on the backhoe. He shattered the glass with one palm, grabbed the driver inside, and punched the driver in the head.

The driver let out a miserable scream, plunged headfirst off the backhoe, and lay on the ground covered in blood, not moving at all.

Chen Yu grabbed a shovel from the driver's cab, channeled his True Qi into it, and smashed it fiercely into the backhoe's engine.

Thud—the meter-long shovel sank directly into the engine. The backhoe's engine emitted a harsh, screeching roar, followed by a burst of black smoke, and the machine worth hundreds of thousands was completely wrecked.

"If anyone isn't convinced, feel free to move," Chen Yu glanced coldly at the other drivers.