Chapter 22

Shen Hua called and said he would treat him to breakfast at the hotel, and mentioned that Xu Xiaohai was also coming over.

Mo Zhitao didn't know why Shen Hua wanted to please him, and even treated Xu Xiaohai so well.

However, since they were invited to breakfast, he couldn't refuse. When Mo Zhitao arrived at the hotel, Xu Xiaohai also came over on his electric scooter.

"Zhitao, you've really messed me up," Xu Xiaohai said with a pained expression.

"What happened?" Mo Zhitao asked curiously.

"You irresponsibly left me alone last night to deal with two women. I was exhausted, and my body is all worn out." Xu Xiaohai had severe dark circles under his eyes, indicating he hadn't slept much last night, probably because of a threesome.

This Xu Xiaohai, he would do anything for women, and it's hard to say how many times he indulged himself last night.

Shi Qianzhi asked the server to bring some pastries and porridge. Shen Hua told Mo Zhitao that they would be returning to the city soon, and if he needed anything, he could call him. Just as Mo Zhitao finished his breakfast, he received a call from the district police station.

"Mo Zhitao, you are suspected of involvement in an assault case. Please come to our district police station this morning for an investigation. If you don't come, we will send someone to bring you in," a sinister voice said on the other end.

Li Xiong didn't dare to take action, so he had the police do it.

"Alright, I'll come to the police station this morning," Mo Zhitao said and hung up.

"Doctor Mo, what's wrong?" Shen Hua sensed that something was bothering Mo Zhitao.

"Nothing, just a small matter. I'll handle it. I need to go back to the hospital," Mo Zhitao stood up, greeted everyone, and left with Xu Xiaohai for the hospital.

Mo Zhitao wanted to check the hooligans' feet. If their feet couldn't be reconnected, they would be disabled. Regardless of who struck first, he would have to take some responsibility.

Mo Zhitao returned to the hospital and asked a doctor where the hooligans were staying. He hurried to their ward. The hooligans were in one room, with no one taking care of them.

When the hooligans saw Mo Zhitao, they said angrily, "You've crippled us. We're going to sue you."

"Last night, I only dislocated your feet, which shouldn't cause permanent damage. Someone must have tampered with them," Mo Zhitao examined their feet and the X-rays. He found that their dislocations were very severe and, according to medical standards, could not be reconnected.

Luo Dakan, I didn't expect you to go to such lengths to harm me, disregarding others' lives. Mo Zhitao called Xu Xiaohai, and he arrived shortly after.

"Zhitao, what's so urgent? I still have to go to work," Xu Xiaohai asked.

"Watch the door and don't let anyone in. If you hear any noise inside, don't come in, understand?" Mo Zhitao said seriously.

Xu Xiaohai hesitated, "Zhitao, what are you planning to do? The hospital administration is very upset with you. Don't do anything rash."

Xu Xiaohai was worried.

"It's fine, just watch the door for me," time was pressing, and Mo Zhitao didn't want to explain further. If he didn't reconnect the hooligans' feet soon, the bones would regenerate, and even if they were reconnected, there would be problems.

Mo Zhitao took out a steel needle and approached the hooligans. Seeing Mo Zhitao, they said fearfully, "Don't kill us to cover up the evidence. It wasn't our fault; the pockmarked man told us to beat you. You've already crippled us, so don't kill us."

"I'm here to save you, don't be afraid," Mo Zhitao said.

In the Yin-Yang Medical Canon, there was a method to treat broken bones. Mo Zhitao had never used this method before, but today was the first time. To minimize the hooligans' pain, Mo Zhitao numbed their pressure points, then took out a hammer and struck their feet. As a doctor, he only needed one strike to break their feet again.

"Ah!" Even though the hooligans were numbed, they still screamed in agony.

Mo Zhitao quickly reconnected their feet and wrapped them with some medicinal powder. He had ground the herbs into powder at the Chinese medicine pharmacy, and according to the Yin-Yang Medical Canon, they were very effective.

"Your feet are fine now. The bandages should be removed after seven days, and you'll see that your feet are fine," Mo Zhitao said. He had intended to teach the hooligans a lesson, but he didn't expect to be tricked.

Luo Dakan, we'll see who can outdo whom. You can do the first, but I can do the fifteenth.

"Are our feet really fine now?" the hooligans asked excitedly.

Mo Zhitao nodded and treated the other hooligans.

Just as he finished, there was a commotion outside. "Xu Xiaohai, if you don't move, I'll fire you," Chen Dachao's voice came from outside.

Mo Zhitao walked over and opened the door, "Oh, Deputy Director Chen, what are you doing here?"

Mo Zhitao gave Xu Xiaohai a look, and he immediately turned and left.

"Mo Zhitao, I should be asking you. What are you doing here? Are you trying to cover up a murder?" Chen Dachao said coldly.

He had just received a call from the district police station, saying that Mo Zhitao was suspected of assault and needed to be investigated. The people in the hospital were the ones Mo Zhitao had crippled.

Chen Dachao was delighted and wanted to ask about the situation. Unexpectedly, the orthopedic department's director said that Xu Xiaohai was blocking the door, preventing doctors from entering.

"I heard these people were crippled, so I came to check. If someone is slandering me, I won't let it go," Mo Zhitao said coldly.

"Doctor Mo, their feet can't be reconnected; they will be crippled," the orthopedic director, Jian Yaping, said.

Mo Zhitao replied, "Is that so? I think you might have the wrong X-rays."

Jian Yaping noticed that the patients' feet were already bandaged and asked them suspiciously, "What happened to your feet?"

"We heard you couldn't treat us, so we asked a Chinese doctor to bandage our feet. They feel much better now," the hooligans said.

They felt their feet were no longer painful and trusted Mo Zhitao. They also realized they had been tricked. When the police moved them, they were bumped twice, which seemed accidental, but after hearing Mo Zhitao, they were sweating profusely.

"Doctor, take them for an X-ray to see the current situation," Jian Yaping said, still skeptical, as the X-rays clearly showed the feet couldn't be reconnected.

To prove his innocence, Mo Zhitao also went to get the results.

Seeing everyone leave, Chen Dachao called a female nurse, "Come here, I have something to ask you."

"Director Chen, what is it?" the nurse glanced outside and then walked to Chen Dachao's side.

Chen Dachao lightly patted the nurse's buttocks and whispered, "Did you see what Mo Zhitao did just now?"

"No, I didn't see anything," the nurse shook her head.

"If you notice anything, tell me immediately," Chen Dachao touched the nurse's buttocks, and she frowned and walked away. As a subordinate, she was vulnerable and had no choice but to protect herself. Chen Dachao and others often harassed female subordinates, touching their buttocks or accidentally brushing against their chests, and sometimes there was nothing she could do but avoid them.

Jian Yaping saw the test results and was surprised.

"How is this possible?" Although the patients' bones were broken, they had been reconnected. With some time, the bones would heal, and they wouldn't be crippled.

At the time, he had considered breaking and reconnecting the bones, but it was too difficult, and he had no confidence.

Mo Zhitao asked the lab doctor to issue another report, which he would take to the police station. As he left the hospital, Chen Dachao called him.

"Mo Zhitao, I heard you broke my glasses?" Chen Dachao said through gritted teeth. He had learned that Mo Zhitao was wearing glasses when he left the hospital that day.

"Who said that? Don't make accusations without evidence, or I'll sue you for defamation," Mo Zhitao said coldly.

"Hmph, Mo Zhitao, you'll regret crossing me," Chen Dachao said sinisterly.

Mo Zhitao glared at Chen Dachao, "Chen Dachao, do I need to be afraid of you? Jiang Huaheng will soon become deputy director, and he's been planning to kick you out. You'll be finished soon. The glasses incident was probably his doing. He's been saying a lot of bad things about you behind your back."

"What has he been saying?" Chen Dachao was secretly worried, as he was also concerned about this.

Jiang Huaheng was increasingly favored by Lin Xiaoyong, and if this continued, his position would be taken by Jiang Huaheng.

"What else? He says you're lecherous, always touching female doctors and nurses, and that you're incompetent and shouldn't be deputy director. He suggests you should manage the archives. He also tells us not to respect you, saying you're nothing in his eyes. So, Chen Dachao, we have to listen to Director Jiang," Mo Zhitao said and left for the police station.

"Damn, Jiang Huaheng, how dare you say such things about me. I won't let this go," Chen Dachao, falling for Mo Zhitao's wedge, decided to set a trap for Jiang Huaheng. Jiang Huaheng was right; he wasn't very skilled in medicine, but he was good at scheming.

When Mo Zhitao arrived at the police station, Lei Yuanfeng personally handled the case.

Lei Yuanfeng, having heard from Li Xiong that Mo Zhitao was related to He Huaming, decided to handle the case by the book and not use any private methods.

"Mo Zhitao, this is the hospital report. The people you assaulted are now crippled," Lei Yuanfeng handed over the hospital report, "We will submit the materials to the prosecutor to sue you."

"Ha ha, look at this report," Mo Zhitao also handed over the hospital report he had just received.

"This, this is impossible," Lei Yuanfeng exclaimed in surprise. They had tampered with the evidence, and the hospital report had confirmed the injuries, but now the hospital was saying they weren't crippled?