Chapter 275: Pain Piercing to the Bone Marrow

This kind of pain was different from ordinary pain; it was a feeling that pierced deep into the bone marrow, a type of pain he had never experienced before.

His body trembled slightly, his face began to turn pale, and large beads of sweat fell from his forehead.

He endured the pain in his body and looked at Chen Yu with some terror; he did not understand why a tiny Silver Needle could cause him such great harm.

"Not bad." Chen Yu smiled slightly: "This is just the beginning. Your pain will double with every needle I insert. There are more than thirty left. If you can endure them all, then I will let you go today."

"If you have the ability, then come." Zhang Ru roared, enduring the pain in his body.

"Fine, just wait." Chen Yu said, and inserted another one.

After this needle went in, Zhang Ru's body shook violently, then he began to convulse sharply. He rolled his eyes, and the intense pain made his vision go black in waves.

"You still haven't fainted?" Chen Yu looked at Zhang Ru in surprise: "As expected of someone who has received professional training. Impressive."

Chen Yu said, and pierced another needle down.

In less than five minutes, Zhang Ru surrendered. He truly could not endure such immense pain, and he screamed to call a stop.

"It was Zhao Pharmaceutical that sent me here. Zhao Pharmaceutical was established not long ago and is an enterprise under the Zhao Group. The Zhao Group saw that the market value of Tianyun Pharmaceutical keeps rising, so they want to intervene in the Chinese medicine industry." Zhang Ru lay on the ground and told everything in detail.

"The Zhao Group? The one from the Four Great Families?" Chen Yu asked.

"That's right, and... they have an acquisition plan. Tianyun Pharmaceutical is currently the sole dominant player, and the Zhao Group wants to acquire you." Zhang Ru lay on the ground, panting heavily.

"Zhao Pharmaceutical, which is managed by Zhao Zhong?" Chen Yu asked.

"Yes, it's Young Master Zhao. You know him?" Zhang Ru looked at Chen Yu in surprise.

"I know him. I've beaten him up a few times. Go back and tell him to stay away from Tianyun, otherwise, I'll beat him so badly even his mother won't recognize him." Chen Yu said.

"If Young Master Zhao finds out I betrayed him, I will die a very ugly death." Zhang Ru begged: "I beg you."

"And do you think you'll die a pretty death here with me?" Chen Yu glanced at Zhang Ru: "Get lost. If I ever see you plotting against Tianyun again, I will throw you straight off the building."

Zhang Ru didn't dare to let out a peep; he stood up and fled in a panic.

"My security company is almost set up. I'll have Datian come over later to take over the security issues here." Chen Yu looked up and said.

"Fine, but what about the Zhao Group? I've heard that the history of the Zhao Group's rise isn't very honorable, and they are a massive conglomerate; I'm afraid they won't be reasonable."

"If they aren't reasonable, then I'll beat them until they are." Chen Yu smiled and said: "The philosophy the Zhao Group upholds is to do whatever makes money."

"They see other people's companies making money and go do the same, copying their models. If they can't copy them, they acquire them. Their family's wealth was accumulated through bullying."

"Right, now the market value of Tianyun Group is constantly rising, and the Chinese medicine made from your formula is selling very well. They must be jealous." Song Mengyan said.

"It's fine. If they dare to touch Tianyun, just contact me directly. I don't mind beating him up severely again." Chen Yu smiled slightly.

"Alright then, Chen Yu, has there been any conflict at your home in the last few days?" Song Mengyan hesitated for a moment before asking.

"There is a little, but bumps and scrapes between family members are quite normal." Chen Yu gave a bitter smile.

"If you feel uncomfortable, just say it. You'll feel better that way. Don't put too much pressure on yourself." Song Mengyan said.

"I'm fine, everything's good." Chen Yu said with a chuckle: "Alright, I'm heading back first. If anything comes up, just contact me."

"Mm." Song Mengyan nodded.

Chen Yu turned and left. Song Mengyan sighed slightly; the glass was broken, so she called to report it for repairs.

"Auntie." As the door opened, Song Siyu ran in, and she giggled: "I just saw Uncle-in-law."

"Don't talk nonsense, he is a married man." Song Mengyan said crossly.

"A married man, yet he has such an ambiguous relationship with you?" Song Siyu said with disdain.

"I told you, those few times were all misunderstandings." Song Mengyan said with a bitter smile.

"Misunderstanding or not, do you dare say you don't have any thoughts about him?" Song Siyu hugged her and said: "Auntie, when you see a good man, make your move. Don't be soft-hearted."

"What are you saying? He is a married man." Song Mengyan blushed.

"So what if he's married? Don't you know how to poach someone?" Song Siyu rolled her eyes.

"Alright, go home." Song Mengyan really couldn't do anything about her; she glared at her and turned to leave.

"Little Chen, are you busy right now?" Just as Chen Yu stepped out, Gu Ping called.

"Elder Gu, I'm not busy. What's wrong?" Chen Yu asked.

"The descendant of an old friend is feeling a bit unwell, and I'd like you to come take a look." Elder Gu smiled: "I don't know if it's convenient for you now."

"Fine, I'll head over now. I'll also bring the wine I prepared for you." Chen Yu smiled.

"Haha, good, I'll be waiting for your wine." Elder Gu laughed heartily.

Chen Yu hailed a taxi and headed toward the nursing home. His new car had been smashed, and as his career developed, he was attracting more people, so he was thinking about getting a more special car.

He sent a message to Xia Tian. This guy had wild connections, so he might understand this area.

As soon as the message was sent, Xia Tian asked about his requirements and then replied with an OK gesture.

He put away his phone and soon arrived at the nursing home.

"Elder Gu, look at what this is."

Chen Yu took out a white porcelain bottle filled with liquid. When he opened the cap, the whole room became fragrant.

"Not bad, this wine smells great." Elder Gu said, and impatiently opened the bottle, intending to drink it.

"Elder Gu, you absolutely must not do that. This wine isn't meant to be drunk like that." Chen Yu hurriedly stopped him.

"What, it's not meant to be drunk like that?" Elder Gu was stunned.

"This is an essence I fermented and concentrated from medicinal herbs and grain. If you really drank it like that, one cup would keep you drunk for over half a year." Chen Yu said.

"It's that powerful?" Elder Gu was stunned: "Then how should I drink it?"

"For ordinary wine, add five milliliters to five hundred milliliters, and a bottle of ordinary wine will turn into a medicinal wine that nourishes Qi, promotes health, and clears the meridians." Chen Yu smiled slightly: "And the wine aroma won't diminish; no matter how you drink it, it won't make you drunk."

"Haha, so that's how it is." Elder Gu suddenly realized, and he said with a hearty laugh: "Pingping, bring me my Moutai."

"Okay." Gu Ping turned and went inside, taking out a bottle of wine.

This bottle of wine was an old vintage that Elder Gu had treasured for many years. The wine aroma itself was already very strong, and after Chen Yu added a little and gave it a slight shake, the entire bottle became even more fragrant.

Elder Gu took a cup of the wine and sniffed it at his nose; the intense wine aroma made him feel quite intoxicated.

He couldn't wait to drink the wine in one gulp; the moment it hit his stomach, he was slightly stunned, the fragrance of the wine entering his belly, leaving a lingering scent on his lips and teeth.

"Good wine, truly good wine; the flavor is rich and mellow, I have never drunk wine like this before." In his shock, Elder Gu couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"Haha, this small bottle is all essence, Elder Gu should keep it well," Chen Yu laughed, "It nourishes Qi and promotes health, you can drink it however you like."

"Good, haha." Elder Gu laughed heartily and set down the wine in his hand: "Little Chen, the descendant of an old friend of mine is in poor health, and I would like to ask you to step in and help him."

"Since Elder Gu has spoken, if I can help, I will certainly help," Chen Yu laughed.

"That's good, I will have him come over," Elder Gu nodded.

"I just don't know who has such great face to make Elder Gu speak up?" Chen Yu asked.

"Mr. Chen, we meet again." Just as his voice fell, the door opened, and a man sitting in a wheelchair was pushed in.

"Deng Guosheng?" The smile on Chen Yu's face vanished instantly.