Chapter 2 Inheritance_1

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Hearing the nurse's words, Gu Qingya was filled with hot tears and plunged into a dilemma.

Her daughter's bone marrow transplant might only have this one chance. If she didn't come up with a million yuan, she might lose her daughter forever.

But now, the only way was to agree to Zeng Yang's terms and become his woman.

"Did you hear that, you piece of trash! Get a million yuan within half an hour, or your precious daughter will be in danger!" Zeng Yang looked down at Yang Yi contemptuously from his high stance.

All of Gu Qingya's funding sources had been secretly blocked by Zeng Yang. And Yang Yi was just a criminal who had just been released from prison; it was even more impossible for him to come up with the million yuan. So their only option was to agree to his conditions.

"Get lost; it's none of your business about my daughter!" Yang Yi didn't give Zeng Yang the slightest bit of face.

"Telling me to get lost? Yang Yi, you've got quite a spine! Fine, I take back what I said earlier. Now, if you want to get money from me to save your daughter, not only do you have to divorce, but also kneel down and kowtow three times begging me! And have your daughter call me daddy, then I might reluctantly agree," Zeng Yang's mouth curled up, becoming even more arrogant.

"You're asking for it!"

Yang Yi raised his hand and slapped him across the face.

"Yang Yi, what are you doing?"

Seeing this, Gu Qingya rushed over immediately.

Zeng Yang was so dazed by the slap that it took him a while to come to his senses.

The fury in his eyes had already burst into flames.

"Damn it, Yang Yi, you're sick of living, aren't you? You dare to hit me? I'll let you know how serious the consequences of this slap are!"

Zeng Yang cursed and pulled out his phone, preparing to call for backup.

Gu Qingya had no choice but to grab Zeng Yang's hand, and plead, "Young Master Zeng, please don't be angry. Yang Yi just came out and he's not in his right mind."

"I don't care whether he's a criminal or not, he dared to hit me, Zeng Yang; I'll chop off his hand," Zeng Yang said, unable to contain his anger.

Gu Qingya knew that when Zeng Yang said he would chop off Yang Yi's hand, he would definitely do it.

Out of desperation, Gu Qingya said helplessly, "Fine, Young Master Zeng, I agree to your terms."

"Oh? You agree now? That's not enough! Your agreement only covers the million yuan in medical expenses. What about the slap just now?"

"This..."

Gu Qingya hesitated for a moment, then walked over to Yang Yi.

"Slap!"

Gu Qingya's slender hand landed on Yang Yi's face.

The crisp sound seemed to penetrate the entire hospital.

Yang Yi's face instantly felt a burning sensation, but his heart was utterly cold.

"Gu Qingya, you..." Yang Yi looked straight at Gu Qingya, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He didn't know how to face this woman anymore.

But Gu Qingya paused for a moment, seemingly regretting her actions as well. She knew that her slap might have completely broken Yang Yi's heart.

"Mommy, why did you hit daddy? Please don't fight; it's all Yiyi's fault, it's Yiyi..."

Yang Yiyi's weak voice called out from the hospital bed, and her eyelids drooped down, falling into unconsciousness.

"Yiyi!"

Yang Yi no longer cared about the burning sensation on his face and rushed to Yiyi's side.

"Yiyi, what's wrong? Don't worry, daddy will definitely save you."

Though tough as nails, tears still flowed from Yang Yi's eyes upon seeing his daughter Yiyi pass out.

Witnessing this scene, Gu Qingya felt a rush of emotions. She too knew that Yang Yi truly loved their daughter. It was just that he could not raise the money.

"Humph, Yang Yi, I've said it before, you are a good-for-nothing! That slap earlier counts as settling it. Now, as long as you kneel and beg me, I'll consider the medical expenses..."

Zeng Yang walked over pompously to mock him, but before he could finish his sentence, Yang Yi suddenly stood up, grabbed Zeng Yang by the collar, and hoisted him out of the ward like a chicken.

"Zeng, if you dare to harass my wife and daughter again, I'll kill you!"

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Yang Yi gripped Zeng Yang by the neck, pinning him against the wall, and said with an icy gaze,

"Someone, come quickly!"

Zeng Yang shouted loudly as the bodyguards waiting outside rushed over.

Seeing Yang Yi holding Zeng Yang, the bodyguards immediately took action.

Yang Yi released Zeng Yang and engaged in a scuffle with the bodyguards.

The bodyguards were no match and were quickly knocked down by Yang Yi.

However, a tall bodyguard, catching Yang Yi off guard, pulled out a knife and stabbed it towards Yang Yi's chest.

Yang Yi, unable to dodge in time, could only extend his right hand to grab the blade.

But the tip of the knife still penetrated Yang Yi's chest.

Blood immediately gushed out.

"Yang Yi, you wait for me! I won't let you off! Let's go, we're leaving!"

Zeng Yang, seeing a bloodshed accident and fearful of taking responsibility, hurriedly took his men and left.

Yang Yi stood in place, blood steadily seeping from his chest. He reached out to cover the wound, and the blood flowing from his hand happened to stain the Jade Pendant on his chest.

At that moment, an astonishing scene occurred.

When the blood met the Jade Pendant, it ignited instantly, and with a bang, set the blood on Yang Yi's chest ablaze.

But it was only for a brief moment; the flames converged and were sucked into the wound on Yang Yi's chest.

Yang Yi only felt a surge of heat, and upon looking down, the wound on his chest miraculously healed.

The cut on his hand also disappeared mysteriously.

"What's going on?" Yang Yi muttered in surprise.

Just then, Yang Yi suddenly felt dizzy. A strange vision appeared in his mind.

In the vastness of space, it seemed an elder in a long robe was approaching, walking on clouds.

His hair and beard were white, exuding a celestial presence.

"Through a hundred generations, the Shennong Sect has thrived without decline. The one hundred and ninth generation has now lasted seventy-seven years. You, being designated as the heir of the one hundred and ninth generation, will henceforth inherit the supreme mysteries of the Shennong Sect."

"Shennong's Legacy, inherit!"

The elder waved the whisk in his hand, causing the stars in the night sky to twinkle and dance.

Yang Yi felt various knowledge streaming into his mind: the herbs of Shennong, divine medicinal cures, exquisite martial arts, and the great truths of life...

"From this moment forth, you are the heir of the one hundred and tenth generation of the Shennong Sect! It is your responsibility to bring relief to the world and benefit mankind."

As the elder's voice faded, Yang Yi instantly regained his clarity.

The knowledge that had poured into his mind was still there, and moreover, his entire body's meridians were filled with power.

Yang Yi tried throwing a punch, and immediately, the sound of the punch cutting through the air echoed around him.

"Master Zeng, Master Zeng?"

Gu Qingya walked out, calling out.

But she didn't see Zeng Yang, only Yang Yi.

"Yang Yi, where's Master Zeng? What did you do to him?"

"Nothing, he ran away."

"He ran? What about Yang Yiyi's medical expenses? This is Yiyi's only chance."

For Yang Yiyi, Gu Qingya would do anything, even if it meant agreeing to Zeng Yang.

"No need for medical expenses, I will treat Yang Yiyi myself!"

Yang Yi spoke confidently, his mind brimming with mysterious medical knowledge that was his true strength.