Chapter 745 Don't Want Your Son to Have Something to Do, Just Quit
Chapter 745: If you don’t want anything to happen to your son, just quit
"Whether it's a slander or not, just ask your son." Ye Haoxuan said calmly, "You should know what kind of subordinates I have. As long as I am willing, even if you are the deputy director of the Third Bureau, they will be able to kill your ancestors."
Eight generations have been dug out."
Deng Zhiguo's expression was shocked. It took him a while before he came back to his senses and said, "What do you want to do?"
"I just want to tell you that I don't want to cause trouble, but I am not afraid of trouble. The matter between Yang Ruiming and I is a fight between gods. It's best not to get involved in it, kid like you, otherwise you will regret it." Ye Haoxuan.
road.
Being called a kid, Deng Zhiguo looked a little ugly. Thinking that he, the deputy director of the third bureau and a powerful figure, was called a kid?
"My father was indebted to the old man of the Yang family for his kindness. Otherwise, I, Deng Zhiguo, would not be where I am today. As a human being, you must know how to repay kindness." Deng Zhiguo said.
"As far as I know, your father also died for the old man of the Yang family. You must have repaid your kindness. And you have helped the Yang family a lot over the years. But how did Yang Ruiming treat you?" Ye Haoxuan
asked.
"He has always respected me as his elder, Ye Haoxuan, please stop sowing discord here." Deng Zhiguo said angrily.
"Is your son infertile?" Ye Haoxuan said suddenly.
"You..." Deng Zhiguo's expression froze, and then he fell silent.
Indeed, his son was in a coma for three days and three nights in the hospital. After examination, the hospital told him that except for a slight concussion, there were no major problems in other parts of his body. However, due to the injury to the blood vessels in his thigh, he lost too much blood.
May cause infertility.
Deng Zhiguo only had one son. If his son was infertile, he would really have no descendants.
"Yang Ruiming knows this. I told him that if he can come and beg me, I can put aside the past grudges and cure your son. After all, the grudge between us started because of him, but has he come?"
Ye Haoxuan said calmly.
"He won't come." Deng Zhiguo said solemnly.
"Yes, he will indeed not come, because he has the pride and dignity of the three most talented men in the capital. It is absolutely impossible for him to bow to the enemy. In his eyes, your son's fertility does not seem to have much to do with his, or even less.
Bow your head and apologize to him, haha, Deng Zhiguo, this is the attitude of the descendants of the Yang family that you have always valued towards you."
"Do you have a way to cure my son's disease?" Deng Zhiguo said slowly after a long silence.
"Of course, I am 100% sure that I can cure his disease and restore some aspects of his functions." Ye Haoxuan said.
"Well, if you cure my son's disease, then I will have nothing to do with the Yang family in the future, and your grudges have nothing to do with me." Deng Zhiguo said.
"That's what I'm waiting for." Ye Haoxuan took out a pill from the medical box and said, "Mix this medicine with water and take it three times. After three days, I will perform acupuncture on him, which will make him completely healed."
recover."
"Very good, you successfully alienated the relationship between Yang Ruiming and me." Deng Zhiguo took the pill.
"I just want you to see some people's faces clearly. Maybe you are loyal to Yang Ruiming, but you should know now how he treats you. Death is like a lamp going out. The old man of the Yang family is kind to your father.
, but your father has given his life back to him, you surnamed Deng are not slaves, and you don’t need to pay for his Yang family." Ye Haoxuan said.
Deng Zhiguo nodded and said slowly: "What do you want to do about Deng Kang's evidence?"
"If he can change his ways, I guarantee that this information will not be leaked. If he still refuses to change, then I'm sorry. I won't let a cancer survive in this world." Ye Haoxuan said lightly.
"Thank you. If he still refuses to change his ways, I will personally send him to a military court." Deng Zhiguo said and was about to leave.
Ye Haoxuan breathed a sigh of relief.
Deng Zhiguo's identity belongs to the state's secret unit. It would be difficult to touch him. His son happened to bump into Ye Haoxuan's hands, so Ye Haoxuan used his help to give him a good beating.
Then he used some tricks to get the doctor to conclude that his son had lost his fertility, and Ye Haoxuan said that unless Yang Ruiming begged him, he would not treat Deng Kang.
Yang Ruiming is a proud man, and of course he will not really ask for Ye Haoxuan, which makes Deng Zhiguo, who has always been loyal to the Yang family, frustrated.
Deng Zhiguo's father received a lot of favor from the old man. Before his death, his father told him to repay the Yang family well. Now the Yang family's reputation is not as good as before, so Deng Zhiguo is a big help to Yang Ruiming.
Now Deng Zhiguo is disheartened by Yang Ruiming's actions, so he will definitely alienate Yang Ruiming in the future. Ye Haoxuan does not waste much effort to help his enemy, which can be described as cunning and cunning.
Yang Family Courtyard.
I saw a white-haired old man sitting in a wheelchair. His expression was desolate and his eyes were cloudy, just like an old man in his twilight years.
This man is Yang Ruiming's father, Yang Jian. In fact, his real age is less than fifty, but he looks like an old man in his twilight years. Back then, Yang Jian was also a figure in the capital, known as
He is the most capable person in the third generation of the Yang family.
Unfortunately, due to the conflict with the Ye family, he was in a car accident. Decades passed by in a blink of an eye. In these decades, his heart was filled with despair. His hair turned completely white before he was fifty, and he looked like he was barely surviving.
It was sad to see the number one member of the Yang family fall into this situation.
There were thunder and lightning in the mid-air, and dark clouds floated in the mid-air, as if the end was coming, terrifying.
There is a lot of rain in summer. When you encounter this kind of weather, you will know that a heavy rain is coming without thinking too much.
"Dad, let me push you in. It's going to rain outside."
Yang Ruiming stood behind him and said.
Yang Jian, who was sitting in a wheelchair, looked up at the sky and said calmly: "I can't get down."
Yang Ruiming was shocked when his father actually spoke.
He was still young when his father was paralyzed. Seeing his iron-tower-like father unable to stand up from then on, this had a great impact on Yang Ruiming. From that time on, Yang Ruiming knew that he would be a man in the future and support the family.
.
Although the Yang family was extremely powerful and wealthy, his father's legs were sentenced to death and the nerve tissue was necrotic. It was a miracle that they were not amputated. The doctor determined that he would never stand up again.
From that time on, Yang Jian almost never said a word. Most of the time, he locked himself indoors and did not see anyone. It was only in the past two years that his condition got better and he allowed others to push him.
He walked around the yard.
But most of the time he was just silent and never took the initiative to speak. Even if Yang Ruiming took the time to accompany him, he would mostly talk to himself in front of him.
Today, he actually took the initiative to speak, and in that calm and normal tone, which was absolutely impossible before.
In any case, it was a good thing that his father spoke. Yang Ruiming suppressed the excitement in his heart, and then said in a calm tone, as if talking to a normal person: "The weather forecast said there will be heavy rain today, and it looks like it will rain.
, I will be wrong, but the weather forecast will not be wrong."
"God makes mistakes sometimes, let alone humans? Even if it rains, it will only reach the front yard at most. Where we are, there won't be any water." Yang Jian looked steadily into the air.
As soon as he finished speaking, another bolt of lightning flashed across the air, and a curtain of rain came into view in the distance, with raindrops the size of soybeans falling from the sky.
The Yang family's courtyard has a gate facing south and is divided into a front yard and a back yard. Ever since Yang Jian was paralyzed, he has been living alone in the back yard without seeing anyone.
I saw the rain curtain gradually getting closer, and the sound of thunder and the faint purple lightning in mid-air made people feel a little frightened.
Something happened that stunned Yang Rui. The heavy rain actually stopped when it reached Yang's front yard. The front yard turned into a river in a moment, but there was not a drop of rain in the backyard where Yang Jian lived.
"Dad...you, how do you know it's not raining in the backyard?" Yang Ruiming took a while to come back to his senses.
"Because God does not allow it to rain." Yang Jian's eyes gradually retracted, and suddenly a bright light flashed in his cloudy eyes. He who originally seemed to be in his twilight years now looked sharper.
"Tiandao?" Yang Ruiming was a little confused.
"Give me a haircut, we have guests coming to visit." Yang Jian said calmly, with a calmness as deep as water, which made people a little unpredictable.
"Okay." Although he didn't know who was visiting, Yang Ruiming nodded, took out the scissors, prepared the cutting position for his father, and then began to cut carefully.
Yang Jian hasn't cut his hair for who knows how many years. His hair is more than a foot long and gray.
Although Yang Ruiming was not a professional barber, he cut his hair very seriously. After half an hour, Yang Jian's hair was cut off.
Yang Jian, who had a short haircut, looked energetic. He looked in the mirror and said, "Help me take out the robe from the closet. It was left to me by my master."
"Okay." Yang Ruiming obeyed his father's words, turned and walked into the room, took out a gray robe from his closet and put it on for Yang Jian.
After Yang Jian became paralyzed, he wanted to die for a while because his pride made it difficult for him to accept the fact that he was paralyzed.
But one day a Taoist came to Yang's house and had a long talk with Yang Jian. Yang Jian's fighting spirit came out. He called the Taoist his master, and the Taoist left a robe and a book and left.
From then on, Yang Jian was obsessed with that book all day long. The book was written in ancient style and could not be read by others. However, Yang Jian was also a very talented person when he was young, so it was not difficult to read.
And that robe was also left by the Taoist he called his master.
