False evidence

Chapter 69 Loss of Control (Part )

My grandfather did indeed remain single his entire life.

I don't want to mention my grandfather's affairs to Chen Zudao because it would be disrespectful to talk about these things with outsiders.

However, Chen Zudao has clearly misunderstood. He thinks that the "neighbor" I mentioned who can brew peach blossom white wine is just an excuse, and that "Uncle Daban" is actually my grandfather.

In order to cooperate with Bai Jing, I had no choice but to speak vaguely, with the aim of coaxing Chen Zudao into revealing some things as soon as possible.

But I didn't expect that my casual reply would instantly change the atmosphere.

Chen Zudao jolted as if he had been electrocuted, still holding the wine bowl to his lips, his eyes wide like copper bells, staring straight at me!
Seeing his expression, I felt a sudden chill, and a scene flashed through my mind again.

The scene I 'saw' sent chills down my spine. I suddenly flung my hand, threw the wine glass in my hand at Chen Zudao's face, and stood up, hastily retreating.

But I overlooked one thing.

Chen Zudao's house is filled with retro furniture inside and out, and I was sitting in a round-backed chair as well.

I hurriedly stepped back, but then sat back down in the chair.

Thinking of the terrible things that might happen immediately, I didn't bother to stand up anymore. I kicked the table, causing the chair and the chair to tip backward.

However, I was still a step too slow in reacting.

Chen Zudao didn't dodge at all; as the wine glass smashed in his face, the wine bowl in his hand fell to the ground. Even as I kicked the table, he had already reached out his hand.

He was tall and had long arms. I had barely fallen backward when he grabbed my right shoulder with one hand.

"Sanqi! Are you crazy?!" Bai Jing clearly hadn't realized the seriousness of the situation.

I'm like a mute eating bitter melon; I can't express my suffering.

After Chen Zudao grabbed me, he seemed to collapse. He suddenly opened his mouth and burst into tears.

I could only look at Bai Jing for help, but she had already drunk quite a bit and was quite slow to react.

She didn't even realize that I was on the verge of life and death.

I believe Chen Zudao had no intention of hurting me, but a giant whose emotions fluctuate wildly and who is drunk is extremely dangerous in every way.

He only grabbed my shoulder with his left hand, but he couldn't control the pressure at all.

I feel like my shoulder blades are about to be crushed.

What's worse, his thumb, which is almost twice as thick and long as an average person's, is pressing on my Adam's apple.

I couldn't break free, so I could only lower my chin and twist my neck to hold on.

In this situation, he doesn't need to increase his strength. As long as I can't hold on and I loosen my grip even slightly, he will crush my Adam's apple and kill me!

Bai Jing finally realized something was wrong and rushed forward to help.

However, by this time Chen Zudao had completely lost control.

After a deafening wail, before Bai Jing could even get close, he put both his hands on my shoulders.

In the same posture, the tips of the two thumbs are overlapped.

I felt my vision go black, and I could no longer resist. I cried out, "I'm going to die," and the next moment, I completely lost consciousness...

I don't know how much time had passed when I suddenly overheard a conversation between two people.

"Ancestor, he's alright now. You didn't sleep all night, you should still go..."

It was Bai Jing who spoke, but before she could finish, she was interrupted by a weak voice:

"I'm alright... I almost killed him, I almost killed him... I must stay here and wait for him to wake up so I can apologize to him..."

Upon recognizing Chen Zudao's voice, a surge of violent anger suddenly welled up within me.

I didn't open my eyes, and when I tried to speak, my throat hurt, and I coughed for a while before it eased up a little.

Chen Zudao and Bai Jing said at the same time, "He's awake!"

"Yeah, looks like I'm not dead yet."

I said coldly, but still didn't open my eyes.

"what!"

Chen Zudao suddenly let out a strange cry, "Little brother! You...you are little brother!" At this moment, I hadn't realized something was wrong. I was just unable to suppress my anger. I felt that he was very close to me, and I couldn't help but follow the sound and slap him hard across the face.

"Snapped!"

The slap landed squarely, and I opened my eyes and sat up abruptly.

Chen Zudao sat beside him, his face pale, with a clear red handprint on one cheek.

Seeing him staring straight at me only fueled my anger. I slowly lowered my gaze and landed on his prominent Adam's apple.

"Don't do anything rash!" Bai Jing seemed to sense that I had murderous intent and hurriedly stepped forward to stop me.

She reacted quickly, but was still a step too slow.

As soon as she took a step, I clenched my right fist, my middle finger knuckle sticking out, and punched Chen Zudao.

Chen Zudao seemed frozen in place, making no move to resist or dodge.

Just as the punch was about to hit his Adam's apple, a hand suddenly reached out from the side.

The owner of this hand did not directly stop me, but instead slashed across and covered Chen Zudao's neck.

My intended fatal blow landed on the back of this man's hand.

A cracking sound of bone breaking rang out.

To me, it sounded like a thunderclap in my ear.

What was I just doing?
Chen Zudao almost killed me, but I'm still alive.

He lost control after drinking, but what was wrong with me?
How could I so easily want to take his life?

"Get out of my way, all of you. If he wants me dead, then I deserve to die. None of you are allowed to stop him."

Chen Zudao was still looking at me. He raised his hand to block the hand that was protecting him, and actually smiled at me.

I was shocked to realize that things had gone out of control. In the midst of my shock, I discovered that there was another person in the room besides Chen Zudao and Bai Jing.

This was a man of similar height and build to me, wearing silver-rimmed metal-framed glasses. Judging by his age, he was definitely no more than thirty.

The person who just protected Chen Zudao was this person.

"Cough...cough...cough..."

I coughed again, and the saliva I spat out was tinged with blood.

The bespectacled man had a visibly fractured hand, and was grimacing in pain as he handed me a medicine bottle with his other hand.
"Your injury isn't too serious, but you'll need at least a week to recover. Ugh... I'm in a much worse situation. It takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone, and I won't be able to work for at least half a year."

Chen Zudao said calmly, "You like that painting, right? Take it as compensation."

The bespectacled man was taken aback: "Grandpa, are you really willing to give me the painting?"

Chen Zudao said expressionlessly, "I always keep my word."

The bespectacled man stood there stunned for a full half minute, glanced at me twice, and then his face lit up with surprise and delight. He stretched out his left hand and exclaimed excitedly:

"Hello, my name is Li Tao, and I practice traditional Chinese medicine. My father was the health care doctor for my grandfather. After my father passed away, I took over his position."

"Chinese medicine?"

I already felt bad for him, so I reached out and shook his hand.

Just as I was about to say a few words of apology, he withdrew his hand and pulled out a business card from the bag where he had taken out the medicine bottle, and gave it to me.

I took it and looked at it, somewhat puzzled, and asked:

"Kumutang? Is it a traditional Chinese medicine clinic?"

Li Tao laughed and said, "That's right. Many people think this name is unlucky, but if you think about it carefully, 'a withered tree can sprout again in spring' only proves how awesome our clinic is, right? Haha... hiss..."

When I heard this, I felt that it did make some sense, but it still didn't completely dispel my doubts.

I held up my business card to him and asked, "Aren't you called Li Tao? Why does your business card say 'Li Si'?"

Li Tao smiled again, but this time, the smile had a strange quality to it:
"Kumutang not only treats patients, but also solves other problems. The doctors who make house calls never use their real names, but use numbers as code names. I am Li Tao, and also Li Si; hehe, when my father was alive, he was also Li Si."

(End of this chapter)