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After arriving at the county hospital, a thorough examination was conducted, but no problems were found.

All kinds of itch-relief measures were tried as well, but they still had no effect.

An hour later, that unbearably itchy sensation suddenly disappeared.

Liu Lao Da lay on the hospital bed like someone drained of strength, his body drenched in sweat.

“Doctor, could I have been poisoned?”

“No, you’re in good health, all your organs are functioning normally, and there

are no signs of poisoning.”

Upon hearing this, Liu Lao Da’s face instantly darkened.

He had thought Greg Jensen was just trying to scare him, but he hadn’t expected the “Pill” to actually take effect.

Remembering the pain he had just experienced, he couldn’t help but shiver.

“Doctor, are you sure there are no other solutions?”

The doctor pondered for a moment and slowly shook his head, saying, “We can’t find anything at the moment, we can only wait and see the next time the symptoms flare up.”

“I’ll be damned…”

Liu Lao Da was so angry he wanted to curse.

Waiting for the next flare-up meant experiencing the pain all over again, didn’t it?

“I want to be transferred to another hospital, I want to go to the city to see a

doctor!”

The doctor nodded and said, “That’s fine, going to the city for a check-up is a good idea, I’ll arrange an ambulance for you right now.”

An hour later, Liu Lao Da was transferred to Jamae City Hospital.

After another half hour of examination, the doctors still said there were “no

problems” and he was “very healthy.”

Hearing the doctor’s verdict, Liu Lao Da was on the verge of collapse.

“Why don’t you go to the provincial capital for a check-up?” the doctor suggested.

Liu Lao Da slowly shook his head and sighed, “Forget it, just discharge me.”

He now fully understood that Greg Jensen was no ordinary person; calling him

a reclusive master was not an overstatement.

A single Pill could cause him such pain, and yet the hospital couldn’t detect it; if this wasn’t the work of someone with extraordinary abilities, what was?

It was his own fault for offending Greg Jensen, for treating him like a fool.

When you’re under a low roof, you have to bow your head!

Liu Lao Da had come this far because he knew the importance of being prudent.

He knew better than anyone the importance of bowing your head when it was

necessary.

Moreover, if Greg Jensen was that powerful, getting on good terms with him

might yield some benefits.

With this in mind, Liu Lao Da felt much more at ease.

He said to the underlings who had hurried over, “Enough, we’re not staying in this hospital. Go and take care of the discharge procedures, I’m going home now.”

“Boss, shouldn’t we wait a few more days and observe?”

“Observe my ass, go do the paperwork.”

Seeing his reaction, the underlings quickly nodded and agreed.

Liu Lao Da returned home and sat on the sofa in silence.

His mistress and underlings stood by, not daring to utter a word.

After a long while, Liu Lao Da finally lifted his head and said to an underling,

” Is Yellow Hair still in the hospital?”

“Yes, he is,” the underling quickly replied.

Liu Lao Da nodded and said, “He broke his leg, didn’t he?”

“Yes, boss.”

“Go break the other one.”

“Alright, what?”

The underling suddenly realized what was commanded and looked at Liu Lao

Da in confusion.

“Damn it, I told you to break his other leg, do you have a problem with that?”

“No…”

Liu Lao Da glared at him, then asked, “Who beat up that kid today?”

“It was… Little Four.”

“Go ask Little Four which hand he used to hit with, and then break that hand

for me,”

The underling nodded hastily but forgot to voice his response.

These orders from Boss Liu were truly confusing for him.

Both Yellow Hair and Little Four were key members under his command; to now break their arms and legs?

What was going on?

“There’s one more thing. Go to Lindsey Wolfe’s vegetable shop now, clean the place up for me, and replace all the broken shelving with new ones.

By dawn tomorrow, make sure this is done. Any problems?” Boss Liu added.

“No… no problems.”

Boss Liu lifted his head to look at the two men and said in a cold voice, “No one speaks of tonight’s events, understood?”

“Yes, Boss, understood.”

Boss Liu pondered carefully for a while longer, feeling that everything that needed to be done had been done. He then got up with his lover’s help and went back to his room to rest.

The next day, Lindsey Wolfe, as usual, got up early, made breakfast for her daughter, and watched her leave for school. Then she couldn’t help but sit at the table and space out.

Normally at this time, she would have picked vegetables from her garden and prepared to open her shop for business.

But whenever she thought of her hard-earned vegetable shop being trashed,

she couldn’t hold back her tears.

Just when her business was starting to pick up, when there was a glimmer of hope for her enterprise, it was all destroyed.

Elder Brother saw her like this and advised, “Freya, go take a look at the shop.

See what’s still usable and bring it all back.”

“Alright.”

Lindsey Wolfe sighed softly, about to get up when suddenly the sound of a tricycle rang from outside.

“Auntie, let’s go, open the shop.”

Greg Jensen’s voice came from outside.

When Lindsey Wolfe went out, she saw Greg Jensen with a cart full of vegetables, smiling at her.

“We’re not running our vegetable shop anymore, and yet you’ve picked so many vegetables. What for?”

“Why not run it? Sell them for money to buy meat.”

Seeing Greg Jensen’s silly grin, Lindsey Wolfe sighed helplessly. Thinking that she had to visit the place anyway, she got on the tricycle.

“Sit tight, I’m driving.”

Greg Jensen laughed heartily and, pulling Lindsey Wolfe and a load of vegetables, headed towards the town.

At the entrance of the village, Gillian Lampe and others were gathered, chatting.

“Hey, did you hear? Lindsey Wolfe’s vegetable shop was smashed.”

“Really? Who did it?”

“Boss Liu, of course…”

“Dare to compete with Boss Liu for business, whose shop else to smash if not hers?”

The news of Lindsey Wolfe’s shop being smashed had spread throughout the village yesterday.

Gillian Lampe and others, who had never thought highly of Lindsey Wolfe, spread the news so that everyone knew about it.

“Serves her right, showing off like that. Opened a lousy vegetable shop and looked so proud of herself.”

“Lucky we didn’t team up with her, or the vegetables would have ended up smashed in our hands.”

“Right, what if due to collaborating with her, we offended other vegetable dealers, who would we sell our vegetables to then?”

Just then, they saw Greg Jensen and Lindsey Wolfe; Gillian Lampe immediately sneered sarcastically,

“Oh my, her shop gets smashed, and she’s still hauling veggies to sell? What’s the act for? We’re from the same village, who doesn’t know who?”

“Hahaha…”

Upon hearing her words, the others laughed uproariously, their laughter tinged with ridicule.

Lindsey Wolfe’s expression turned ugly, but she said nothing.

Greg Jensen didn’t care about all that. He stopped the tricycle and walked towards Gillian Lampe, rolling up his sleeves as he went.

Gillian Lampe was taken aback at first; then, remembering the last time Greg Jensen had slapped her, her face dramatically changed.

She looked at Greg Jensen with trepidation and said quivering, “What… what are you going to do? Don’t come any closer, I’m warning you, I’m your elder aunt, if you dare to lay hands on me again, I…”