Chapter 79

In the police car leaving Jinzhilin Medical Hall, Yang Jianxiong was still in a daze.

He stared intently at the bullet in his hand, his eyes burning with an indescribable fervor.

It was too shocking, too powerful, too monstrous.

Yang Jianxiong, who had originally held Ye Fei in contempt, could not describe his feelings in words. His disdain for Ye Fei had turned into admiration.

"Old Three, what do you think of this young doctor?"

Yang Yaodong, whose spirit had been rejuvenated, leaned against the car and asked, holding a thermos of goji and jujube tea: "Is he worthy of your attention?"

He had gotten into the car first, so he hadn't heard the sound of Ye Fei firing the gun during the renovation.

"I'm not as good as him."

Yang Jianxiong came to his senses and replied straightforwardly: "You're not as good as him either, and even Big Brother isn't as good as him."

"His medical skills are top-notch, his divination skills are top-notch, and even his martial arts are top-notch."

His eyes sparkled: "Given time, we won't be able to match him."

Yang Yaodong became interested: "Oh, it's rare for you to praise someone. Are you overestimating him?"

"Look at this."

Yang Jianxiong opened his palm to reveal the bullet and recounted the shocking scene.

Yang Yaodong's smile faltered: "You mean he caught the bullet?"

"That's right, and at close range."

Yang Jianxiong nodded: "I doubt anyone in Zhonghai can do that except for Huang Feihu from the Martial Alliance."

"Even I can't do it."

"A person like that, let alone being an enemy, even being a regular friend would be a huge loss for our Yang family."

"I can't even imagine what he'll achieve in ten years."

He said with a playful expression: "Brother, we must cultivate a good relationship with him."

"To Fugong!"

Yang Yaodong gave a decisive order: "To see the old man!"

While the Yang brothers were on their way to the old man's residence, Zhang Daqiang and the others were gathered in the backyard, drinking tea and chatting.

"Brother, you've really hit the jackpot this time."

Looking at the Audi left by Yang Yaodong and its string of eights license plate, Zhang Daqiang gave a thumbs up: "You can walk around Zhonghai with your head held high from now on."

Lin Baishun also smiled: "They say a divine doctor is a walking network of connections. I didn't understand it before, but now I do."

Ye Fei smiled calmly: "It's just a bit of friendship.

What's this talk about walking around with your head held high?"

"Brother Fei, you really don't know the depth of the Yang family?"

Liu Fugui also leaned in, bringing a pot of tea: "They are the Yang brothers."

"I've seen them on TV, but I don't really know their depth."

Ye Fei responded honestly. He had been in Zhonghai for over a decade, but his circle was too low. A month ago, Huang Dongqiang was the pinnacle of his aspirations.

He once thought that Huang Dongqiang's starting point was the end goal of his life.

"Zhonghai has a population of twenty million, and the powerful and wealthy are as numerous as fish crossing a river. We may seem impressive, but we're not on the big stage."

Zhang Daqiang raised a cup of tea and smiled: "The ones who truly wield power are the One Gate, Two Tigers, and Three Wealth Gods."

Lin Baishun sighed: "Yes, whether in terms of connections or wealth, we are too thin. It takes at least three generations to build a solid foundation."

Ye Fei looked up: "One Gate, Two Tigers, Three Wealth Gods?

Who are they?"

Liu Fugui smiled and continued: "The big shots in Zhonghai, including some of your old friends."

"The Three Wealth Gods are Han Nanhua, Qian Fujia, and Ma Jiacheng."

"Why are they called Wealth Gods?

Because they are incredibly rich. Their companies span the country, and their personal wealth is in the hundreds of billions."

"For example, Han Nanhua is not only a tycoon in antiques but also owns many mines abroad, including jade and gold mines."

"Qian Fujia, the founder of Baihua Bank, the first private bank in Zhonghai, is known as the fifth largest bank."

"Don't be fooled by Bao Hai Bank; compared to Baihua Bank, it's like a credit union."

"Ma Jiacheng, everyone knows him, the internet tycoon."

"They earn a billion as easily as we drink water, so they are jokingly called the Three Wealth Gods of Zhonghai."

Ye Fei was slightly stunned, then laughed: "Hearing you say this, I won't hold back when charging Han Lao and the Qian family for medical fees in the future."

Lin Baishun and the others burst into laughter, and the medical hall was filled with a lively atmosphere.

"Who are the Two Tigers?"

Ye Fei asked curiously: "Du Tianhu?"

Zhang Daqiang nodded: "That's right, one is Boss Du, the chairman of Sihai Group, and the underground king of Zhonghai, maintaining the order of the underworld."

"The other tiger is Huang Feihu."

Shen Yunfeng also joined in: "He is the president of the Zhonghai Martial Alliance, a martial arts advisor at the police academy, and a Xuanjing expert with countless disciples."

"He, like Boss Du, is reclusive but acts as a stabilizing force, firmly suppressing dangerous elements from all sides."

Ye Fei's eyes showed more interest. A Xuanjing expert, he had never heard of such a thing before. He would have to ask about it someday to see what realm he was in.

"The One Gate refers to the Yang family, the Yang Gate."

Lin Baishun spoke up: "One Gate, Nine Top Scholars, Three Generations of City Chiefs, describes the depth of the Yang family."

"Nine Top Scholars means that in the past fifty years since the restoration of the college entrance exam, the Yang family has produced nine top scorers in Zhonghai."

"Three Generations of City Chiefs refers to Yang Ting's grandfather, father, and older brother, who have all served as the mayor of Zhonghai."

"Although the two elders have retired, Yang Baoguo, Yang Ting's father, remains the de facto mayor, with significant influence in Zhonghai's upper echelons."

"Yang Hongxing, the eldest son of the Yang family, was transferred to Longdu two years ago to take on greater responsibilities."

"As for the other positions held by their relatives, they are countless."

He added with a smile: "So, winning the friendship of the Yang brothers, Brother Fei, you can walk around with your head held high."

"Is that so?"

Ye Fei nodded in understanding and then sighed: "That depth is indeed impressive."

The gap between him and the Yang family was not just a class difference; it was a vast distance of ten thousand eight thousand miles.

Liu Fugui poured hot tea for Ye Fei and smiled: "Brother Fei, I believe you will eventually reach the height of the Yang family."

"Let's not think about such distant things. My current goal is to finish the renovation of the medical hall as soon as possible."

Ye Fei smiled frankly: "Earning more money, making a few good friends, and treating more patients, that's all I need to be satisfied."

After being poor for over a decade, Ye Fei had seen the warmth and coldness of the world and had given up on unrealistic dreams, choosing to walk every step of his life with his feet on the ground.

Zhang Daqiang and the others nodded in agreement. In a bustling city, not being arrogant or restless and being able to endure loneliness, Ye Fei would eventually soar.

"By the way, Brother Fei, today's chaos at the medical hall was largely due to Zhao Dongyang."

Sun Bufan, always stirring up trouble, chimed in: "Shouldn't we repay him properly? Isn't it too unfair to his intentions?"

"Damn it, that bastard, he tricked us."

Shen Yunfeng slapped the table: "Brother Fei, leave it to me. I'll have people wait near his company and beat him up when he's alone."

Lin Baishun suggested: "And castrate him."

Zhang Daqiang habitually glanced at the excavator: "Or bury him in the playground?"

"No need, I'll handle this small matter myself."

Ye Fei's eyes flashed with a cold light: "He schemed against me in a despicable way, so I'll deal with him openly."

"Han Yue, help me find something..." He took out his phone and dialed...