C7 Take a Walk Outside the Gates of Hell

Yang Runjiu had already tried to kill him once. Although he did not succeed, he would definitely not mind using even more despicable and vicious methods to deal with him after he had fallen out with him!

The guests around were also whispering, on one hand praising Yang Jianfeng's character, and on the other hand giving birth to such a shameless descendant for the Yang Family.

"Grandpa, cough cough, grandpa Yang." Mo Rann did not say a word from the moment she entered the door. She had originally come to accompany Yang Chen on an errand, so calling him grandfather Yang Jianfeng was in a bit of a difficult situation.

However, seeing how Yang Chen was besieged on all four sides, he had no choice but to come forward and speak for the sake of being able to receive treatment in the future.

Yang Jianfeng was currently fuming, and said snappily: "Which family are you from?"

Mo Rann collected her emotions and courteously greeted: "Grandpa Yang, I'm the shopkeeper for Treasure Pavilion, Mr. Yang Chen is the person who bought this ice seed jade birthday star from my shop."

Yang Ang could not help but laugh, "Don't tell me he owed someone else money and was chased over!"

Yang Jianfeng stared at Yang Ang, his family's ugly look could not be exposed! But, the look in his eyes towards Yang Chen became even more disappointed.

"I didn't expect that Miss Mo was the shopkeeper of Treasure Pavilion, so disrespectful. When Mister Mo Yan was still alive, this old man often went to the Treasure Pavilion to appraise treasures, and Miss Mo was also an old friend. Yang Jianfeng nodded.

Clenching the sweat on his palms, he gave Yang Chen, who was filled with anticipation, a relieved look. Mo Rann laughed: "It's not that Mr. Yang Chen owes us money, but we are the ones who are taking advantage of Mr. Yang Chen."

Without waiting for Yang Jianfeng to speak, Mo Rann took out a small jade bracelet from her bag and handed it over to the butler, Old Wang. She then covered her mouth and laughed, "Today, Mr. Yang Chen came to the Treasure Pavilion and said that she wanted to gift a jade artifact to her elders.

The guests were in an uproar. The eldest grandson of the Yang family couldn't even afford the cheapest jade?

Yang Jianfeng's eyes flickered, what was going on?

Mo Rann didn't beat around the bush and directly said: "Later on, when Mr. Yang Chen had no other choice, he had to choose the raw jade stone ore to gamble on jade. I never thought that he would directly bet on an ice jade, and the jade's diameter is even larger than our Treasure Pavilion's most precious treasure!"

Looking at Yang Jianfeng's shocked expression, Mo Rann laughed: "The birthday jade gave Grandfather Yang was born from that piece of jade. Not only that, Mr. Yang Chen also gave the rest of the jade ingredients to the store as processing fees.

Listening to the entire story, the guests kept clicking their tongues. The trip to the Yang Mansion in the past few days was not in vain; even the legendary story could be filmed in a television show.

When he looked at Yang Runjiu again, his originally complacent expression had turned ashen.

He had originally wanted to take this opportunity to destroy Yang Chen's place in Yang Jianfeng's heart, and then kill him himself. However, he didn't expect that Yang Chen would actually move back ten percent! It would not be easy to make a move again.

Yang Jianfeng's eyes showed surprise, and then became amiable. He smiled at Yang Chen: "You've won the bet, this is your luck, but your luck is unreliable. In the future, your actions and actions will be more stable."

Yang Chen heaved a sigh of relief and immediately bowed: "Grandson understands." In the end, he gave Mo Rann a grateful look.

Yang Jianfeng stroked his beard and laughed: "You're being considerate." Then, his face turned cold, looking at Yang Runjiu and the others whose foreheads were drenched in cold sweat, he said, "Father Chen'er left early, all of you have to fulfill your duty as brothers to properly teach Chen'er, and not make my Yang family's eldest grandson so embarrassed that he can't even take out a few thousand yuan!"

Yang Runjiu and the others immediately agreed. They knew that the guests were still here and it was not good for the old man to get angry.

"Chen'er, come visit grandpa and play chess with him."

Hearing Yang Jianfeng's words, Yang Runjiu and the rest lowered their heads, but in their hearts, they were cursing Yang Chen.

"Come, today is a day of great celebration. Let's all drink!" Seeing that the atmosphere was cold, Yang Jianfeng laughed and took the wine.

"I wish you the blessings of a happy birthday like the everflowing waters of the East China Sea, and that you will live longer than Nan Shan!" One of the guests raised his glass and drank to his heart's content.

Yang Runjiu stared fixedly at Yang Chen until he drank the wine in his cup, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

After the toast ended, the atmosphere gradually became more enthusiastic. The musical arts team that had invited them also began to sing on stage, winning a round of applause.

"Something's not right!"

Yang Chen's face turned pale. As a doctor, he knew his body like the back of his hand, but now, he realised that his pulse rate was lower by three times per minute.

But it was too late for him to do so. Yang Chen fainted, then fell to the ground.

"Young Master, what's wrong?"

"Young master!" Doctor! Call the doctor! "

The chaos attracted the attention of the entire audience, and the troupe on stage stopped singing as well, as they stared blankly at Yang Chen who was foaming at the mouth.

Could it be that Old Man Yang's seventieth birthday, would be the anniversary of the Yang family's eldest grandson?

Everyone couldn't help but shiver.

Yang Jianfeng walked in front of Yang Chen in a line. Seeing Yang Chen spitting white foam at the mouth, Yang Jianfeng shouted with an ashen face, "Where's the doctor! Call my health class! "

"Master, we've drunk too much in the health care class." Old Wang came back to report with a dark expression.

"Who let them drink at this old man's birthday banquet? Then get a doctor! My Yang family is a medical family, could it be that we can't even get a doctor? " Yang Jianfeng bellowed.

Everyone around was busy moving around, and Yang Chen, who was supposed to be the most eye-catching, was not noticed.

Using the pain, Yang Chen recovered some of his senses, following that he took out a silver needle from his pocket and pierced it into his own body.

"Young master!" "Why are you doing this!" When the butler saw this scene, his jaw dropped.

"Don't touch him! This needle was pierced with great care! " Yang Jianfeng was startled at first, but soon replied calmly.

Yang Jianfeng used to be an outstanding Chinese medicine, and one could see the beauty of Yang Chen's acupuncture skills. If he wasn't old and weak, he would also use acupuncture like this.

After recovering a little of his strength, Yang Chen's acupuncture techniques sped up, to the point that even Yang Jianfeng was surprised.

"Where is the patient?" Several doctors ran over while gasping for breath, wanting to open the medicine box.

"No need." Yang Chen just finished his treatment and got up from the ground.

"Good boy!" I did not expect you to hide such a trick! " Seeing that Yang Chen was still swaying a little, but had already recovered most of it, Yang Jianfeng immediately laughed.

A few doctors looked at Yang Runjiu in doubt, but they noticed that Yang Runjiu's face had turned pale.

After arranging for people to get drunk and unable to buy the Yang Family's medical class, then buying the nearest emergency doctor from Chinese Medicine Hospital, preparing the poison wine, and then poisoning the doctors when they were treating the patient, the trap that was originally connected was broken just like that!