Chapter 61

"Ouch! Ouch! It hurts so much, do you know that this is assault on a police officer? Quickly let go of my hand." Just as Wang Defa's hand was about to reach Lin Xiaoqing, he felt his wrist as if clamped by an iron vise, the pain almost making his tears flow, but he still spoke arrogantly to Wu Potian, threatening him.

Today, Wang Defa and Xu Guozheng's plot to frame him had already made Wu Potian extremely angry. However, considering their identities, he had barely restrained his anger. It wasn't until Wang Defa attempted to snatch the voice recorder from Lin Xiaoqing that he finally enraged Wu Potian. At that moment, Wu Potian no longer remained silent. Just as Wang Defa was about to succeed, Wu Potian grabbed his wrist and coldly questioned, "Do you really want this voice recorder?"

Wang Defa, seeing the voice recorder in Wu Potian's hand, knew his plan had completely failed. He was very clear about the severe consequences this voice recorder would bring him. At this moment, he no longer cared about his dignity and begged Wu Potian in front of his three subordinates, "Doctor Wu! I'm sorry, I had no choice but to do this. I hope you can forgive me this time!"

Wang Hu didn't expect Wang Defa to act so recklessly, attempting to snatch the voice recorder from Lin Xiaoqing, and then, after failing, shamelessly beg Wu Potian for mercy. He felt a great sense of satisfaction and mockingly said to Wang Defa, "Wang Defa! You have come to this, didn't you say I was breaking the law and obstructing your Public Security Bureau's investigation? Now you're begging my brother? I'll tell you, it's too late! You're going to be fired and investigated!"

Wang Defa's face turned pale when he heard Wang Hu's words. Thinking about the impending difficulties, he involuntarily took two steps back and finally collapsed into a chair in the interrogation room.

Xu Guozheng had originally intended to use Wang Defa to intimidate Wu Potian and Lin Xiaoqing, but he never expected Wang Defa to become a coward. This made him extremely angry. He endured the pain in his waist, kicked Wang Defa, and angrily scolded, "Wang Defa! You bastard, you're really disgracing me. If anything happens, I'll cover for you. Why are you afraid of them?"

Wang Hu, hearing Xu Guozheng's words, thought about the matter he had arranged, which should now have a result. He immediately smiled and said to the furious Xu Guozheng, "Xu Erleng! Who says pigs are the stupidest? I say pigs are the smartest. They eat and sleep, think of nothing, and get fat. It's just that pigs take good care of their brains, and so do you."

Wang Hu then looked at the colleagues standing in the corridor watching, completely ignoring their gazes, and smiled at Wu Potian, saying, "Potian! Let's go! We'll leave here first, call your aunt to let her know you're safe, and then find a place to eat and celebrate your vindication, to clear the bad luck from your body."

Just as Wu Potian and Lin Xiaoqing were about to leave the Public Security Bureau under the watchful eyes of many police officers and auxiliary police, a black Audi stopped in front of the Wu Family Clinic. A young man pushed open the car door and quickly walked to the rear door, opened it, and respectfully reported to the middle-aged man sitting inside, "Boss! This is the Wu Family Clinic."

This middle-aged man was the one Wu Potian had saved on the plane when he returned. At the time, Wu Potian's young age made him mistakenly think Wu Potian was a quack doctor who had obtained information about his condition through some other channel.

However, that night, he found his body feeling more relaxed than ever before, which made him doubt his judgment. The next day, he quietly went to the hospital for a check-up.

The results were shocking. The doctors who had treated him in the past were surprised to find that his condition had significantly improved. At that moment, he clearly realized that his preconceived notions had led him to miss an excellent doctor.

To treat this chronic illness that had caused him immense pain, the middle-aged man had sought out countless experts and begged many people. Now, with the opportunity to be cured, he couldn't let it slip away. He immediately used all his connections and, based on Wu Potian's flight information, found this place.

The middle-aged man got out of the car and looked up at the sign at the clinic's entrance. As a lover of antiques, he immediately recognized that the sign was a piece over a hundred years old, indicating how long the clinic had been in existence.

He slowly walked into the clinic and saw that it was full of patients waiting to be seen. He immediately put aside his high-and-mighty demeanor and asked Chen Yuemei, who was standing behind the counter, "Hello! Is Doctor Wu here?"

Wu Qingsheng, who was sitting at the table diagnosing patients, heard the middle-aged man's question and, before Chen Yuemei could answer, replied in confusion, "I am. What can I do for you?"

The middle-aged man, hearing Wu Qingsheng's response, was initially taken aback but quickly recovered and smiled, saying, "Doctor Wu! Hello! I'm not looking for you, but for your son, Doctor Wu Potian."

"Looking for Potian! What do you need him for?" Chen Yuemei, who was worried about Wu Potian's safety, also looked puzzled and asked the middle-aged man about his intentions.

The middle-aged man was also puzzled by the reactions of Wu Qingsheng and Chen Yuemei and immediately explained his purpose: "My surname is Lin, and I'm from the provincial capital. I specifically came here to see Doctor Wu Potian."

Perhaps because of the recent events, when Wu Qingsheng and Chen Yuemei heard the middle-aged man's introduction, they both showed a look of caution. However, thinking about the medical practice certificate Lin Xiaoqing had just held, they felt a bit more confident.

Wu Qingsheng stood up from his chair and carefully observed the man. His first thought was that this middle-aged man was likely a person of some status, but he was very puzzled as to why he would seek out Wu Potian for treatment. He politely asked, "Mr. Lin! You wouldn't be here to see my son for medical treatment, would you?"

The middle-aged man, hearing Wu Qingsheng's words, smiled and nodded, replying, "Doctor Wu! You guessed right. I am indeed here to see Doctor Wu Potian for medical treatment."

Although he was very pleased that his son had learned medical skills and obtained a medical practice certificate, the fact that this man had given up the excellent medical conditions in the provincial capital to travel hundreds of kilometers to Han City to seek treatment from Wu Potian was very puzzling and almost unbelievable to him.

"Mr. Lin! The medical conditions in the provincial capital are so good, and my son is just a young man who has just obtained his medical practice certificate. Why would you give up such good medical conditions in the provincial capital to come see my son? Is there some misunderstanding here?"