Xiao Ming stayed in Luo Tianshui's water house, bickering with Luo Tianshui. Long Xiao brewed a pot of tea alone and sat under a large tree to drink it.
As noon approached, the patients had all left. Mingyue had just come out of the consulting room when Zhao Xintian, leading a group of people, strode aggressively into Xinglin Grass Hall.
"Long Xiao, are my sister and brother here?" Zhao Xintian demanded.
Long Xiao nodded and said, "Yes, they are. Are you here to pay the bill?"
"Pay what bill? Why should I pay for their injuries?" Zhao Xintian said indignantly.
"This is a medical clinic, not a charity. They are your family, so of course you should pay."
"They can pay for themselves. I'm here to take them away."
Long Xiao waved his hand and said, "If you don't have the money to pay, get out. Come back when you do."
Seeing that Long Xiao was detaining them, Zhao Xintian said, "Calculate how much it is, and I'll pay for them."
"Five hundred million," Long Xiao said without hesitation.
Zhao Xintian was frantic and shouted, "Are you robbing me? Staying here for a day and a half costs five hundred million?"
Long Xiao drooped his face and said, "Are you sick? They were almost dead when they arrived. They consumed my life-saving immortal pills worth a billion. Five hundred million is a fifty percent discount, considering your second aunt and third uncle."
Zhao Xintian looked at Long Xiao, speechless. It was obvious that Long Xiao was detaining them, unwilling to let them go. Could it be that Long Xiao had found out about that incident?
"Long Xiao, can you be more realistic? You can't just demand such an exorbitant amount."
"Who is demanding exorbitantly? I don't want to talk to you. Get out immediately."
Long Xiao issued the order to leave. Although Zhao Xintian had brought many people, he dared not let his subordinates attack Long Xiao. He knew how formidable Long Xiao was, and these men were no match for him.
Unable to take them away, Zhao Xintian had to withdraw from Xinglin Grass Hall and call his father for advice.
Zhao Liang, the president of Xiaohan Group, received a call from his son and, upon hearing that Long Xiao refused to release them, cursed angrily, "Idiot! You can't even get two people out? Can't you call the police and have them help you?"
"Dad, Long Xiao insists that treating them cost a billion. The police might not be effective."
"Call the Japanese. Have them bring people to flatten Xinglin Grass Hall. They caused the trouble, so they should clean it up."
"I'll try, but I don't know if they'll be willing to act."
Zhao Xintian called the Japanese, but he was also cursed at.
Since Jingkou Pharmaceutical had given all their factories to Long Xiao and announced their withdrawal from Donghai, the Japanese from Linchuan Pharmaceutical had been keeping a low profile, doing their best to avoid conflict with Long Xiao and Xuanxiao Group.
Zhao Xintian returned to Xiaohan Group, racking his brain but unable to come up with a solution.
Just as he was at his wit's end, Zhao Xintian received a call from his father, Zhao Liang, telling him to come home immediately.
Zhao Xintian walked into the living room of the Zhao family villa with his head down. Zhao Liang was waiting for him. A rolled-up ancient painting lay on the coffee table.
"Take this painting and find Luo Caishen. Perhaps he can help us get them back," Zhao Liang said with a dark expression.
Without opening it, Zhao Xintian knew that this painting was the "Laozi's Western Journey" that his father had acquired for 150 million yuan at a black sea auction in Hong Kong.
"Dad, this painting cost 150 million yuan. Are you willing to give it to Luo Caishen?" Zhao Xintian asked, looking at the ancient painting.
"If we don't give this, how can we get past this hurdle? If Long Xiao finds out about that incident, he will definitely cause trouble for us."
"Let him cause trouble, are we afraid of him?"
"We can't beat him in a fight. If we try to suppress him with power, and the Pei family doesn't intervene, we can't suppress him. So many people died in this explosion. If the news leaks, our Xiaohan company will go bankrupt."
"Dad, will those two betray us?" Zhao Xintian asked doubtfully.
"If they tell Long Xiao the situation, it will be too late for us to regret it."
Zhao Xintian picked up the ancient painting and said, "Alright, I'll go find Luo Caishen."
After Zhao Xintian left, Zhao Liang was silent for a few minutes, then stood up and said, "Prepare the car. I'm going to Guitian Mansion."
Zhao Xintian drove to the entrance of Luo's villa and asked the doorman to announce that he wished to see Luo Caishen.
Luo Meng was playing Go with Lu Ying. Upon receiving the doorman's report, Luo Meng, holding a chess piece, asked, "Lu Ying, why do you think Zhao Xintian wants to see me?"
Lu Ying shook her head and said, "I can't guess, but I know it must be related to Long Xiao."
Luo Meng nodded and said, "It's definitely related to Long Xiao, and also to the explosion at the Zhao family's dock."
Lu Ying took out her phone and called Long Xiao to inquire about the situation.
Long Xiao told Lu Ying about Zhao Xintian coming to Xinglin Grass Hall to demand the patients, and how he had driven him away.
"Brother Long, if that's the case, my grandfather won't see him."
"No, Lu Ying, let your grandfather see him. Accept whatever gift he brings. I'm not intentionally detaining them. Their internal injuries are too severe, and they are not suitable for moving. If they are still worried about them being here, they can arrange for two ambulances and directly transfer them to the hospital for treatment."
"Alright, Brother Long, I know what to do now."
After ending the call with Lu Ying, Long Xiao went directly to Zhao Xinlan and her brother's ward.
Zhao Xinlan was looking at her phone. When she saw Long Xiao enter, she prepared to get up, but Long Xiao stopped her.
"Don't move. Your wounds have just scabbed over and could reopen," Long Xiao said, sitting by the bedside.
"Thank you so much, Mr. Long."
"You're welcome. You are patients, and I am a doctor. This is what I should do," Long Xiao said with a smile.
Long Xiao told Zhao Xinlan about Zhao Xintian coming to demand them. Zhao Xinlan sighed and said, "In the eyes of the Zhao family, our lives are not as important as money. We are just their tools for making money."
After a few pleasantries, Zhao Xinlan felt she had found someone to confide in and poured out her inner grievances to Long Xiao.
As she spoke, tears involuntarily flowed. Long Xiao quickly grabbed tissues from the bedside table and handed them to her.
"Don't cry. You have injuries on your face. If tears get into the wounds, they will leave scars," Long Xiao said urgently.
Zhao Xinlan wiped away her tears and said, "In the Zhao family, we are not as good as the servants. Even the Zhao family's butler dares to bully us openly."
In Donghai, although the Zhao family was not comparable to the Three Dragons, Two Tigers, and One God of Wealth, they were still a powerful family. The Zhao family not only had pharmaceutical factories and docks but also sales companies, hotels, restaurants, and financial companies.
Long Xiao listened to Zhao Xinlan's complaints for a while and said, "Why don't you two leave the Zhao family? With your abilities, you could start your own company and develop it in a short time."
"We lack funds and connections. We can't start a company on our own," Zhao Xinlan sighed.
"Recover well first. If there's an opportunity in the future, I'll help you start your company," Long Xiao said.
"Mr. Long, we've never met. Why are you helping us?" Zhao Xinlan asked.
Long Xiao shook his head and said, "I'm not helping you. I want to develop, but I'm too lazy to manage it myself. I'm helping you start a company for my own development."
Zhao Xinlan nodded and said, "Mr. Long, I understand. Whenever you need us, my brother and I will come at any time."
Zhao Xinlan, being intelligent, knew that only by following the right person would she and her brother have a chance to rise. At Xiaohan Group, they worked desperately for money, but not a single penny belonged to them.