Chapter 931 — The Kidney's Acting Up Again

"Is that so? Then could it be that this kidney of mine sat in my body so long it got assimilated by me, so that when it went back into your body it started rejecting you?" Zhong Yongliang had begun to spout nonsense; he could not let An Liwen spot the flaw, or An Liwen would certainly not let him off lightly!

"Hm? What you say actually might be possible!" An Liwen heard Zhong Yongliang's explanation and was suddenly enlightened. "Did you also take a large amount of anti-rejection medication before?"

"That's right, it must have been those drugs that remodeled your kidney!" Zhong Yongliang thought to himself. This An Liwen was quite on the ball—he had not even worked out how to explain it yet, and the man had already found the reason for him.

"So that's how it is—then what am I to do! My kidney is in a state of rejection now!" An Liwen was on the verge of tears. His own kidney—how had Zhong Yongliang assimilated it? What was he to do now?

And he did not dare go to a big hospital to seek a solution; after all, this matter was a little bizarre. If he told the truth, it was hard to guarantee the doctors would not grow suspicious. If they then asked him why he had transplanted his kidney into someone else and then transplanted it back, how could he explain?

Besides, he too had taken no small amount of anti-rejection medication. If the doctors today had any other option, they would not have let him undergo the excision surgery—it was not as if he could not afford the cost!

"Your case is rather special, but I know a miracle doctor. You could go see him; perhaps he will have some solution!" Zhong Yongliang said after a moment's thought.

"Oh? A miracle doctor? Where is he? Tell me quickly, I'll go find him and have him take a look!" An Liwen said hurriedly.

"Go to the Geli Fuyun Bar and find Zhao the Medicine King. He is the family physician of Young Master Zhao Qibing, and his medical skill is truly formidable! He's been quite famous lately—I don't know whether you've heard of him?" Zhong Yongliang said.

"I have heard of him—lately the rumors online really have been outlandish, saying Zhao the Medicine King is incredibly capable!" An Liwen nodded. "I'll go find him for treatment right away!"

Zhong Yongliang hung up, cursed him as a fool, and then called Young Master Bing.

"Hello?" Zhao Qibing picked up. He was in high spirits; from the reports of Li Cihua and the Medicine King, it seemed Gu Pengzhan had already been driven into a corner, and Wei Zhao had not appeared. That meant every source of information was correct—Wei Zhao's martial arts were completely destroyed, and he had become a useless cripple!

To think that he would soon possess a ready-made real estate company—Zhao Qibing was overjoyed!

"Young Master Bing, it's me, Zhong Yongliang!" Zhong Yongliang said.

"Oh, it's Little Liangzi. What is it?" Under normal circumstances, Zhao Qibing would not speak directly with Zhong Yongliang, but because he was happy today, he did not take offense at him.

And Zhong Yongliang, because the matter was urgent, had called directly to claim credit: "Young Master Bing, I've sent a fat sheep your way for treatment—when he gets there, just fleece him good!"

"Oh? Really? That's wonderful! What illness?" Hearing that someone else was coming to deliver money, Zhao Qibing grew even more delighted.

"It's that An Liwen, the one who got the dog kidney!" Zhong Yongliang said. "He's showing signs of rejection now. As for how to handle it, just let the Medicine King decide!"

"No problem! Little Liangzi, I'll remember this merit of yours! When the time comes, the Zhong family will not go unrewarded!" Zhao Qibing said.

"Doing things for Young Master Bing is only proper—what rewards are needed!" Zhong Yongliang said with great hypocrisy.

After Zhong Yongliang hung up, Gao Xiaofu at his side immediately stuck up a thumb: "Brother Liang, you're brilliant—truly brilliant! This An Liwen has been screwed to death by you! This move is vicious indeed—killing without spilling blood. You screw him over, and he still has to thank you!"

"Of course—that is the highest realm of dealing with an enemy!" Zhong Yongliang laughed. "I, Zhong Yongliang, am no longer the Zhong Yongliang of old! What we do now is villainy with brains—not like before, when all we knew was brute force!"

"Yes, Brother Liang, I've noticed it too—you're getting more and more brilliant!" Gao Xiaofu nodded.

"Heh heh, come, let us continue celebrating Wei Zhao's downfall and the whole world turning on Gu Pengzhan!" Zhong Yongliang raised his wine glass.

"Cheers!" Gao Xiaofu said happily as well. "By the way, Brother Liang, now that Wei Zhao has come to this, why don't we go step on him a couple of times and bring back some benefit for ourselves?"

"What are we going to do? You idiot!" Zhong Yongliang shot Gao Xiaofu a glare and said, "Why can't your IQ grow a little the way mine does? Why is it still stuck at kindergarten level? Do you dare not climb up to elementary school level?"

"It's not as if I've been through life and death, not like you, Brother Liang—I haven't had your kind of turning point," Gao Xiaofu said with a dry laugh. "But why can't we go?"

"First of all, don't underestimate that fellow Wei Zhao. Anyone who can play us like this, who's crippled me like this—do you think he's any ordinary man?" Zhong Yongliang gave a cold snort. "That kid is a master at playing the pig to eat the tiger. He's really done us in—have you forgotten?"

"That... true enough! But this time, hasn't his strength been stripped from him?" Gao Xiaofu nodded, then shook his head.

"Stripped? How do you know it's stripped?" Zhong Yongliang said. "Do you know whether it's really gone or just pretend? What if he's faking it? It's not as if he hasn't done it before. Last time even Young Bing thought his strength was gone—and what happened? The building got knocked down again!"

"I see..." Gao Xiaofu thought it over. It did make sense, but he still said, "But so far, Wei Zhao hasn't made any move at all, has he?"

"I can't get a read on that kid—he's not like that fool An Liwen, whom I can play in the palm of my hand!" Zhong Yongliang shook his head. "In other words, I've got a psychological shadow hanging over me now. The matter of Wei Zhao really isn't something an ordinary man can fathom!"

"Oh... right!" Gao Xiaofu nodded. "That's the first. Is there a second?"

"The second is, take a look—everyone fighting for a piece of the pie is on the level of the Xiao family or Young Bing. My old man is one of Young Bing's subordinates, and if he goes grabbing for profit too, Young Bing might think we're snatching food from the tiger's mouth. Wouldn't that be bad?" Zhong Yongliang said.

"Brother Liang, you really think of everything!" Gao Xiaofu said in admiration.

"It's not yet our time to strut our stuff. Once Zhang Naipao comes down the mountain, that'll be the hour when I, Zhong Yongliang, run wild!" Zhong Yongliang said proudly.

"Yes, yes! Once Naipao comes down the mountain, that'll be Brother Liang's time to shine!" Gao Xiaofu nodded in agreement.