N-A-A Chapter 15 Hidden Dangers and Perilous Paths
Chapter 15 Hidden Dangers and Perilous Paths
Chapter 15 Hidden Dangers and Perilous Paths
I. Miraculous Healing to Rejuvenate an Old Man
The atmosphere in the bedroom of the Wang family's old house was somewhat somber.
Wang Feihu's mother lay in bed, coughing and wheezing, her breath weak.
The old man's face was bluish, his breathing was rapid and labored, and he trembled with every cough.
Wang Feihu stood by the bed, his brows furrowed, his face filled with anxiety and worry.
Chen Shanhe walked slowly to the bedside and gently placed his hand on the old man's wrist.
He closed his eyes and focused intently on examining the pulse, his expression calm and focused.
With a light touch of the fingertip, one can clearly feel the deep and slow pulse of the elderly man.
After a moment, Chen Shanhe slowly released his grip and looked up at Wang Feihu.
"The root of the disease lies in the lungs, where phlegm has accumulated for many years, and it worsens on rainy days."
"Phlegm blocks the lung channels, obstructing the flow of breath, which is why I have such a severe cough and wheezing, and can't sleep at night."
Wang Feihu immediately bowed and greeted them, his tone extremely earnest.
"Dr. Chen, please, you must cure my mother."
"We have sought medical treatment everywhere for many years, but we have never been able to cure it completely. Now we are relying on you."
Chen Shanhe nodded slightly and took out a box of silver needles from his medicine box.
"I first used acupuncture to clear her lung meridians, and then used Qigong acupressure to help her expel phlegm."
"First, alleviate the immediate suffering, and then use medication to strengthen the body's foundation and restore its vitality."
With a slight flick of his wrist, he precisely inserted the silver needles into several key acupoints on the old man's chest.
The technique is steady, accurate, and skillful; the needle is inserted gently and smoothly, without the slightest hint of roughness.
Then, with both hands cupped, they slowly pressed on the Feishu acupoint on the old man's back.
Internal energy was slowly injected, flowing along the meridians, gradually clearing blockages.
The old man suddenly bent over, and a mouthful of thick, black phlegm came out of his mouth.
The phlegm was thick, foul-smelling, and carried a heavy, stale, and turbid odor.
After coughing up phlegm, the old man let out a long sigh of relief, his expression relaxing.
His complexion had improved significantly, the bluish tinge had faded considerably, and his breathing was much smoother.
The cloudiness in my eyes gradually dissipated, and a clearer, brighter look returned.
Wang Feihu watched with such excitement that his hands trembled slightly.
Chen Shanhe put away the silver needles and carefully wrote down a prescription on the paper.
"Mayor Wang, get the medicine according to this prescription. Seven doses constitute one course of treatment."
"After two more follow-up visits, my chronic asthma can be completely cured."
Wang Feihu solemnly accepted the prescription with both hands and bowed repeatedly to express his gratitude.
"I, Wang, will forever remember Dr. Chen's great kindness and virtue."
"In the future, Dr. Chen, if you need anything in town or village, please feel free to ask."
II. Enraged and harboring murderous intent
Meanwhile, a gloomy and oppressive atmosphere pervaded the Wu family mansion.
The doors and windows were tightly closed, and the air inside was stagnant, making it hard to breathe.
Wu Yanchou sat in the armchair, his face ashen and extremely unsightly.
Veins bulged on his forehead, his fists were clenched tightly, and his knuckles turned white.
He smashed the teacup on the table to the ground, shattering it into pieces.
The porcelain shards scraped across the ground, making a piercing, screeching sound.
"The whole town is laughing at me. I, Wu Yanchou, have never been so humiliated in my life!"
"That incident in front of the Tortoise Temple was a complete humiliation; I lost all face and dignity!"
Wu Xinggui stood to the side, head down and body hunched over, not daring to breathe.
Her body trembled slightly, afraid that she might accidentally anger her father.
"Chen Shanhe ruined my grand plan and humiliated my dignity; this enmity is irreconcilable!"
"My methods were too lenient before. This time, I'll take his life!"
Wu Xinggui trembled violently and hurriedly looked up at Wu Yanchou.
"Father, are we really going to kill him?"
"If someone dies, we won't be able to escape responsibility and will be caught in the law."
Wu Yanchou gritted his teeth, his tone ruthless and leaving no room for negotiation.
"We must nip this in the bud and eliminate any future troubles. Only when he is dead can we feel at ease."
"If he doesn't die, sooner or later he will completely crush our Wu family under his feet, and we will never have a chance to rise again."
He got up and walked to the window, lowered his voice, and gave the order in a sinister tone.
"Go contact that driver of the unlicensed truck. Let him name his price, but make sure you agree."
"Let him cause an accidental car crash on Chen Shanhe's inevitable route."
"We must do it cleanly and efficiently, and absolutely not let anyone trace it back to us."
Wu Xinggui hesitated for a moment, but ultimately dared not disobey and nodded emphatically.
"I'll arrange it right away, and I guarantee it will be done perfectly without leaving a trace."
The two then drove out and drove around the country roads repeatedly.
They specifically chose remote, deserted sections of road with little surveillance, and carefully staked out and observed them.
After a series of investigations and screenings, they finally identified the location as a country road next to the Shengui Temple.
The place is remote and sparsely populated, with dense forests on both sides, severely obstructing the view.
The location is difficult to spot when vehicles pass by, making it an ideal place to commit a crime.
Wu Yanchou stared intently at the path, a sinister and malicious smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
III. Guarding against ambushes at every turn
Chen Shanhe returned from the Wang family's old residence, his expression calm yet extremely vigilant.
With the car window half-rolled down, he kept a close eye on the movements on both sides of the road.
As the car approached the vicinity of the Temple of the Tortoise, I subconsciously slowed down.
His gaze swept across the dense woods on both sides, his eyes sharp, always on guard.
Su Wanjing sat beside him, and could clearly see the tension all over his body.
She turned her head to the side, her voice soft and tinged with worry.
"You've been unusually cautious lately, is something on your mind?"
Chen Shanhe turned to look at her, his tone steady, yet unable to conceal his seriousness.
"Wu Yanchou has suffered such a great loss and lost all face; he will never let this go."
"This person is narrow-minded, ruthless, and vicious; he will surely seek a chance to exact a vengeful wrath."
Su Wanjing's heart tightened suddenly, and her brows furrowed tightly.
"He has already lost completely, abandoned by everyone. Does he still dare to act recklessly?"
"The more humiliated he is, the more likely he is to take risks and disregard the consequences."
Su Wanjing bit her lip and hurriedly said.
"Then we should try to take the main roads as much as possible in the future and avoid the secluded side roads."
"My daily route between the mudflats, Nile Temple, and Sujia is too fixed."
"If they really wanted to do it, they would definitely choose a secluded and deserted place."
In the days that followed, Chen Shanhe became increasingly cautious when traveling.
He always carefully observes his surroundings beforehand, paying attention to suspicious vehicles and pedestrians.
The car kept its speed slowed down, and the driver kept a close eye on any unusual noises around him.
His keen senses, honed through both medical and martial arts training, allowed him to easily detect unusual occurrences in the shadows.
Even a superfluous figure in the woods, or the unusual idling sound of a vehicle.
He could sense even the slightest thing that was wrong.
He knew in his heart that this crisis was no small matter; it was a matter of life and death.
If they can survive this ordeal, they can completely solidify their position.
IV. Ambush in the dense forest is imminent.
Su Wanjing watched Chen Shanhe leave early and return late every day, her heart filled with worry and concern.
She would always stand guard at the door, quietly watching Chen Shanhe's car drive away.
Every morning when he leaves home, he always gives me gentle reminders again and again.
"Don't take the small road near Mao Han Temple today. Even if it's a longer route, take the main road."
"Remote places are not safe, please be extremely careful."
"Call me immediately if anything happens, and don't try to tough it out on yourself."
Chen Shanhe felt a warmth in his heart as he looked at her concerned expression.
"I know, I'll be extra careful, you can rest assured."
Su Wanjing nodded gently, but she was still restless and unable to sit still.
She hasn't been sleeping well lately, and she feels uneasy, with a vague feeling that something bad is about to happen.
She was unaware that Wu Yanchou had already laid a deadly trap.
Little did they know that a deadly disaster was imminent for Chen Shanhe.
She only hopes that the shellfish seedlings can be successfully released as soon as possible, and that the mudflat aquaculture can get on the right track.
We hope that Chen Shanhe will be safe and well, and that all the turmoil and grudges will be resolved soon.
We hope that the two of them can work together steadily and make good use of this mudflat.
Meanwhile, Wu Yanchou and the truck driver were hiding in the shadows, waiting quietly.
The two men pressed themselves against the dense forest tree trunks next to the Mao Han Temple, concealing their figures.
His eyes were fixed intently on the path that Chen Shanhe was bound to take.
Wu Yanchou gripped the cigarette tightly in his hand, completely unaware that the cigarette butt was about to burn his fingers.
His eyes flashed with a cold light, revealing a fierce intent; he was just waiting for his target to appear so he could make his move immediately.
The truck driver lowered his voice, confirming the wicked plan once again.
"Mr. Wu, as soon as his car comes over, I'll swerve and ram it."
"We guarantee it will be staged as an accidental car crash, and we'll never be implicated."
Wu Yanqiu nodded emphatically, his voice as cold as ice, devoid of any warmth.
"Do it cleanly and efficiently, don't leave any loose ends."
"Once he dies, the mudflats and the Su family will eventually belong to the Wu family again."
A meticulously planned car accident murder is about to unfold on a secluded road.
Chen Shanhe's life-or-death test is imminent and could erupt at any moment.