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Chapter 10: Is This Considered Blackmail?
Xiao Yun's question sounded plain, yet it concealed a sharp intensity that was compelling.
The three individuals were taken aback, standing frozen in place. At the same time, Xiao Yun's gaze fell upon the piece of paper they were holding, which surprisingly featured a portrait of a person. Upon seeing the image, he was instantly stunned.
The person depicted on the paper was actually Xiao Yun himself. Although it wasn't an exact likeness, he still recognized it as himself.
Feeling somewhat bewildered, Xiao Yun asked, "What are you doing with my portrait?"
The leader of the group, a tall and thin man with a diagonal scar on his left cheek, rolled his eyes and leaned closer with a lewd grin, asking, "Are you Xiao Yun?"
Xiao Yun replied, "Yes, what do you want?"
The tall man said, "What can we do? Someone just paid us to look for you!"
Before Xiao Yun could ask further questions, the man pulled out his phone and dialed a number. "Hey, bro, we found this kid at Mirror Lake Park. You should hurry over!"
In less than ten minutes, a yellow sedan screeched to a halt beside Xiao Yun. The door opened, and out stepped someone who turned out to be Director Huang from City People's Hospital.
Director Huang spotted Xiao Yun and exclaimed as if he had seen his long-lost father, "Ah! Finally found you, Xiao Yun! Quickly tell me, where's that grandfather you picked up?"
Earlier, when Xiao Yun was helping the old man with his hospitalization paperwork, he had registered using his ID card; thus, it was no surprise that Director Huang knew his name.
Upon hearing this, a faint smile appeared on Xiao Yun's face. The old man leaving the hospital had been so sudden; he hadn't expected the doctor to still be concerned about him. It seemed their sense of responsibility was indeed strong.
However—he suddenly thought of a question: Was it really necessary to go through all this trouble just to find the old man? They had even drawn his portrait and paid someone to search for him throughout the city.
"Quickly tell me, where is your grandfather?" Director Huang, seeing Xiao Yun hesitate to respond, anxiously grabbed his hands.
At the moment Xiao Yun's hands were seized by Director Huang, he felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, and a peculiar image flashed in his mind—Director Huang gathering a group of doctors and nurses for a lecture...
Xiao Yun never expected that the colorful Heart Pearl given to him by the old man had such strange abilities; when shaking hands with someone, he could see what they had done the previous day.
From the scene that flashed before him, Xiao Yun realized Director Huang's intentions. His search for the old man was not out of a sense of medical responsibility but rather for his own selfish reasons...
Indeed, Director Huang was so eager to win a Nobel Prize in medicine that he neglected even those patients lying in the hospital. He was desperate and tried every means to find the old man. However, those doctors and nurses had searched high and low without success. He wondered if this old man had been hidden away by Xiao Yun.
Director Huang called a cousin who worked at the police station and asked him to create a composite sketch of someone. Who? Naturally, it was Xiao Yun.
This cousin was quite capable; he could quickly piece together an accurate likeness of a criminal based on the victim's description. Therefore, fulfilling Director Huang's request was a piece of cake.
Once Xiao Yun's portrait was completed, Director Huang was very satisfied. He made dozens of copies and summoned a tall, thin man, instructing him to take the sketch to the streets to search for Xiao Qu. Director Huang believed that finding Xiao Yun would lead him to the old man.
The tall, thin man was a street thug known as White Wolf; he would do anything for money. No wonder the girls ran away from him like they had encountered a plague.
Xiao Yun was not clear about the specific operations Director Huang undertook, but from the image that had appeared in his mind earlier, he had gained a general understanding of this person named Huang. Thus, he coldly withdrew his hand from Director Huang's grip.
At this moment, Xiao Yun devised a way to deal with Director Huang. He feigned surprise and said, "You’re looking for my grandfather? That's strange; isn't he lying in your hospital?"
Director Huang replied, "But someone under my command said he ran out of the hospital himself?"
Xiao Yun retorted, "Isn't that nonsense? My grandfather's body was shattered into 412 pieces; he's lying unconscious in bed. How could he possibly get up?"
Director Huang stammered, "Well... I..."
Xiao Yun pressed on relentlessly: "Since you are the head of the hospital and my grandfather's attending physician, shouldn't you be responsible if he goes missing from your hospital?"
Director Huang was sweating profusely, his mind solely focused on finding Xiao Yun, neglecting to consider the implications of the situation. As he pulled out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead, he peeked at Xiao Yun through the fabric. Seeing the anger and frustration etched on Xiao Yun's face made his heart skip a beat; it seemed that Xiao Yun truly had no idea about his grandfather's situation.
Xiao Yun spoke again, "Director Huang, where exactly have you taken my grandfather? A dying person wouldn't just leave the hospital on their own. You must give me an explanation!"
"Oh... Xiao Yun... you... you need to let me explain..." Director Huang was so flustered that he didn't know how to articulate his thoughts.
Inside, Xiao Yun was almost bursting with laughter, but his expression remained as cold as winter frost. "Alright, Director Huang, I'm all ears. How do you plan to explain this?"
Director Huang found himself at a loss for words; no matter what language he tried to use, even if he spoke eloquently, it would all seem futile. Even if he brought in doctors and nurses from the hospital as witnesses to claim that an elderly man whose bones were shattered into 412 pieces had somehow crawled off his hospital bed, no one in this world would believe him.
Not only would no one believe him, but they would also conclude that Director Huang had a serious mental issue. After all, how could someone with such problems treat others? How could he still be an orthopedic expert? How could he even be the director of a hospital?
If this matter got out, the consequences would be dire.
Thinking about this made Director Huang's heart feel as cold as if it were submerged in an icy pit during the harshest winter. Yet his face was drenched in sweat as if it had been scorched by flames, and his legs trembled uncontrollably. Noticing that White Wolf and others were still nearby, he pulled out a stack of cash from his bag and shoved it into Xiao Yun's hands. "You... you... you all leave first. I still... need to discuss something with this young man..."
White Wolf took the money, whistling as he led his two little brothers away.
Director Huang dared not think about any Nobel Prize anymore; he nervously looked at the young man before him and asked, "So, how do you propose we resolve this?"
Xiao Yun recalled the scenes that had just flashed through his mind—the audacity of this man to abandon patients on the operating table while refusing to let doctors assist a pregnant woman in labor... The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He decided that this unscrupulous director needed to be punished!
He countered, "What do you think should be done?"
Director Huang only hoped that this matter wouldn't become public knowledge. He replied, "I'll give you money, and we can consider this settled, alright? Let's be friends; my name is Huang Siyuan."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yun felt disgusted. It seemed that in the eyes of people like him, money could solve everything—even a person's life.
Fortunately, nothing had happened to the old man. Xiao Yun didn't want to linger on this matter any longer and certainly had no intention of becoming friends with him.
Xiao Yun coldly said, "How much are you planning to give?"
Director Huang replied, "Brother, how about 100,000?"
Seeing that Xiao Yun remained silent, he grew anxious and added, "200,000? Or maybe 500,000? This is all I have; I can only give this much..."
Xiao Yun noticed his expression was almost in tears, so he said, "Alright, I'll agree to it. But—"
"But what?" Huang Siyuan's heart trembled, fearing he might collapse to the ground.
Xiao Yun stated, "But as for how my grandfather disappeared from the hospital, you still need to investigate that for me!" He wanted to leave a suspenseful note for this Huang fellow, clearly indicating that he might come looking for him again someday.
The best way to deal with such unscrupulous doctors was to hang a sharp sword over their heads!
Huang Siyuan nodded repeatedly, "Of course, of course!" He inwardly cursed himself for making things more complicated!
Afterward, Xiao Yun followed Huang Siyuan into the car. They arrived at the bank, and soon he received the 500,000 in cash.
This money came quite easily! On his way back, Xiao Yun thought to himself, does this count as extortion?
Just as he was pondering this, someone suddenly pressed down heavily on his shoulder from behind and a cold voice said, "You've got some guts; do you really think you can take that money away?"
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