Chapter 499: You Have to Pay Up

The girl was stunned; she raised her head to look at Chen Yu, forgetting even to say thank you for a moment.

"The bone in your arm is dislocated, and there is blood stasis; it will be very troublesome if not treated." Chen Yu pulled her arm, pressed it gently a few times, and channeled True Qi into it to clear the stasis and invigorate her blood.

A moment later, the bruising on her arm vanished. Chen Yu grabbed her hand and gave it a slight tug; with a "crack," her arm was restored to its original state.

Chen Yu then took out some Stop-Bleeding Medicine, sprinkled it on the wound on her knee, and bandaged it up.

"Thank you," the girl said gratefully. Strangely enough, the pain in her arm and leg had been severe, but after Chen Yu treated them just a little, her injuries didn't hurt at all.

"It's nothing, go on now," Chen Yu smiled.

"But they... they will cause trouble for you," the girl said, looking fearfully at Wu Hao, who was crawling back up.

Wu Hao struggled to his feet; his lower abdomen felt as if his internal organs were about to be squeezed out from Chen Yu's kick. Shasha supported him and screamed at Chen Yu, "Where did you come from, you bastard? Don't you know who Young Master Wu is?"

Chen Yu said nothing and slapped her across the air.

Shasha screamed again; this time, her nose was knocked crooked by Chen Yu's palm.

"My nose! Ah, Young Master Wu, you have to avenge me!" Shasha touched her nose in disbelief, then let out a scream like a slaughtered pig.

She had spent hundreds of thousands to have an expert do her nose just to climb into high society and hook a rich second-generation heir; what was she to do now that her nose was crooked?

"Asshole, you... who are you?" Wu Hao was enraged; he clutched his lower abdomen and asked, gasping for breath.

"Chen Yu," Chen Yu said coldly, "Apologize, pay up."

"Are you fucking crazy? What kind of status do I have to apologize to her?" Wu Hao was furious.

Chen Yu said nothing and flew out another kick. Crash—Wu Hao smashed through the car window and fell into the driver's seat.

This guy lay over the steering wheel, twitching slightly; he felt as if every bone in his body had been shattered.

Chen Yu didn't give him a chance to catch his breath; he grabbed him by the collar, dragged him out, and tossed him onto the ground like a dead dog.

"Giving you one more chance: apologize, pay up," Chen Yu said, kicking his car door.

Bang—the front of the Ferrari dented in a large chunk, and engine oil began to leak out; Chen Yu's kick had directly blown out his engine.

Pity this guy's Divine Artifact for picking up girls, bought for five million, had been crippled by Chen Yu with a single kick.

Wu Hao was terrified; he felt that the two kicks Chen Yu had given him earlier were truly showing mercy.

If Chen Yu had wanted to take his life, he could have kicked him to pieces. He shuddered violently, and not knowing where the strength came from, he struggled to crawl up and said with a sobbing tone, "Don't hit me, I apologize, I'll apologize right now."

"I'm sorry, it's my fault, I'll pay you," Wu Hao said with a mournful face, unwillingly.

"The electric scooter, the injuries to her hand and knee—how much is it worth? You say it yourself," Chen Yu said.

"I have fifty thousand in cash in the car, I'll give it all to her, or I can transfer it, whatever you want," Wu Hao was unnaturally obedient.

"Fifty thousand, is that enough?" Chen Yu looked at the girl.

"No, no, I don't want money, I need to hurry to the hospital to see my mother," the girl shook her head hurriedly.

"Get the cash out," Chen Yu kicked Wu Hao.

"Liu Sha, go get the money, quick," Wu Hao turned his head and shouted.

Shasha had long been scared stiff; it wasn't until Wu Hao called her that she came back to her senses. She hurried back to the car and cautiously took out a bag containing fifty thousand yuan.

"Take it, this is what you deserve," Chen Yu picked up the money and stuffed it into the girl's hands.

"Really, thank you, I really don't want the money," the girl was so scared she waved her hands repeatedly.

"Kneel properly," Chen Yu glared at Wu Hao.

Wu Hao hurriedly knelt properly.

"If she doesn't take it, don't even think about getting up," Chen Yu said flatly.

"My lady, please just take it, I beg you," Wu Hao was almost crying, "Don't worry, I won't cause you any trouble, I beg you."

"I, I..." the girl was at a loss.

"That's enough, take ten thousand; this is what you are owed," Chen Yu took out ten thousand and handed it to the girl.

"Alright then, thank you so much," the girl had no choice but to accept the money.

"Remember clearly, my name is Chen Yu; if you want revenge, come at me," Chen Yu stared at Wu Hao.

"I, I'll remember," Wu Hao said, trembling. Although he hated Chen Yu to the core, he dared not show it.

"Get lost," Chen Yu waved his hand.

As if granted amnesty, Wu Hao scrambled to his feet and ran off with Liu Sha, tumbling and crawling.

"Alright, go on now," Chen Yu turned his head and smiled at the girl.

The girl nodded and thanked him again. She propped up her electric scooter, then thought for a moment and ran up to Chen Yu to ask, "My name is He Xueqing. Could you leave me your contact information? I want to thank you properly later."

"That won't be necessary, hurry to the hospital," Chen Yu glanced at the medicine the girl had packed up; he saw hormones, dexamethasone, and gamma globulin. His heart stirred, and he said, "Is your mother's illness a difficult or strange disease?"

"Yes..." He Xueqing's eyes turned red, "These medicines are just trials; I don't know if they are effective. Currently, the doctors can't make a diagnosis."

"I am a practitioner of Traditional Chinese Medicine. If you trust me, I can go and diagnose her," Chen Yu smiled. With his level of Medicine, the rarer the difficult disease, the more interested he was.

"Really? That would be great," He Xueqing was both surprised and happy.

Her mother's illness had been to many hospitals, but there was no good way to treat it. She had been nearly desperate; now, she would hold tightly onto even the slightest hope.

Chen Yu had just set her bone and stopped her bleeding; she felt that Chen Yu's medical skills must be very powerful.

"Alright then, let's go," Chen Yu smiled slightly.

At the hospital, in an intensive care ward, Chen Yu met He Xueqing's mother.

Her mother was over fifty and was now almost completely paralyzed.

"Mom, do you feel any better? This is my friend; he studies Medicine and came to see you," He Xueqing put down the things in her hands and stepped forward.

Her mother was now almost unable to move her whole body; seeing someone arrive, she nodded slightly and managed to squeeze out a hint of a smile.

"Xueqing, your mother's condition today hasn't improved compared to yesterday; it still needs observation for a period of time. However, Professor Xu from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association is at our hospital today for an academic exchange, and I'm trying to find a way to invite him over to take a look at your mother."

Just at this moment, a resident doctor walked in, holding a medical record.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zhang Qiang; thanks to your help these past few days," He Xueqing said.

"It's nothing, you're a few years behind me, we're all alumni. Who is this?" Zhang Qiang saw Chen Yu, and his face immediately darkened.

"This is Chen Yu, my friend. He is a Yisheng, here to take a look at my mother." He Xueqing hurriedly introduced him.

"A Yisheng?" The mockery on Zhang Qiang's face was very obvious: "I am also a Yisheng, and for your mother's illness, even a consultation between the Department Director and professors yielded no results. Could this friend of yours possibly be more capable than our entire department?"