The village beauty and me!

Chen Zheng gently slapped Zhao Yaru's hand away. "So, you've been thinking about this all along?"

"Didn't I explain it to you before? Different symptoms and different constitutions require different treatments."

Zhao Yaru breathed a sigh of relief, but still asked suspiciously, "Then why did the noise sound so strange?"

Chen Zheng raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong?"

Zhao Yaru blushed and didn't dwell on the topic any further.

Hurry up and go keep Liu Cuicui company.

Anyone with eyes could see that the latter's condition was completely different from before.

After receiving a successful treatment and a satisfactory answer, Master Liu was overjoyed and immediately declared that from now on, Chen Zheng would be a distinguished guest of the Liu family.

If he needs any help in the future, the Liu family will do their utmost to assist him.

Chen Zheng accepted the promise without hesitation.

Although he didn't know what the Liu family did or how much influence they had.

But even the renowned Zhao and Ma families of Dongjiang City treated them with courtesy, which speaks volumes.

As per Master Liu's and Liu Cuicui's wishes, Chen Huan and Zhao Yaru were to be treated to a good meal.

  

However, Chen Huan did not want to stay here any longer.

After all, we've been out for most of the day, and my sister-in-law is waiting for us at home.

Besides, Fatty and Zhao Liping are still at the door; they must be getting anxious.

Zhao Yaru naturally followed Chen Huan's wishes, politely declined the invitation, and was escorted to the door.

"Ya Ru, I'll come visit you in a few days."

"I'll thank Chen Huan properly when I leave," Liu Cuicui made a promise to Zhao Yaru before parting.

When they reached the car, the fat man came out from the other side.

With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, he asked with a grin, "Looks like you guys did pretty well inside."

"So many people, and they politely saw you out."

Chen Huan raised an eyebrow. "With us personally handling this, is there anything we can't solve?"

The fat man opened the car door. "By the way, that kid surnamed Ma came out with a dark face, he was even staggering. Did you beat him up?"

Chen Huan calmly replied, "That kind of trash isn't even worth my time to take action."

"Just a little bit of punishment."

Back in the car, Chen Huan briefly recounted his experience at the Liu Family Manor.

The fat man listened with great envy, "If I had known, I would have gone in with you. It's such a pity I didn't get to see it with my own eyes."

The two chatted and laughed, in high spirits.

But Zhao Yaru, sitting in the back, kept her eyebrows furrowed the whole time.

He would occasionally glance around.

"Miss Zhao, are you feeling unwell?" Zhao Liping noticed something was wrong and asked with concern.

The fat man, in high spirits, said loudly, "If you're not feeling well, let Brother Huan take care of you. You'll feel better after he does."

Zhao Yaru frowned. "You two shouldn't get too cocky."

"Ma Pingchuan's performance at the Zhao family was unsuccessful. Instead, he was exposed for delivering fake medicine, which caused him to lose face and strain the relationship between the two families. This is no small matter."

"Given his vindictive nature, this matter will never be easily resolved."

Chen Huan turned her head. "Are you worried about this?"

"That guy can't just ambush us halfway there, can he?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the fat man driving suddenly cursed, "Damn it, there's a trap!"

They are now traveling on rural roads outside the county seat.

Although it can't compare to a provincial highway, it's still a proper road.

The fat man's comment about a trap completely stunned Chen Huan.

"A chicken feather trap, huh? Did you drink it?"

The fat man had already started to slow down, and the vehicle quickly came to a stop.

"There really is a trap." The fat man pointed forward.

Chen Huan craned his neck and, sure enough, saw a triangular nail across the road ahead, similar to the kind of roadblocks police use to stop cars in foreign action movies.

A long line completely blocked the road.

Fortunately, the fat guy was experienced and had sharp eyes.

If it were someone else, they would probably mistake it for an ordinary roadblock while driving at high speed.

As soon as the car stopped, five or six people appeared from behind a nearby embankment and rushed aggressively toward the van.

Chen Huan recognized him at a glance; wasn't this Ma Pingchuan's bodyguard?

Zhao Yaru was right; that guy hadn't actually left, but instead chose to ambush her here.

"He's got personality, but unfortunately, he's not very bright." Chen Huan's face showed a look of disdain.

Then he and the fat man pushed open the door and got out of the car.

The bodyguards surrounded the fat man and Chen Huan in a semi-circle, but did not rush to make a move.

Until Ma Pingchuan slowly walked out from one side of the earthen slope.

Although his eyes were filled with malice and his face showed a smug expression, his complexion was actually quite bad.

He looked like he had been seriously ill; he walked with unsteady steps and appeared very weak.

"Chen Huan, right?"

"You didn't expect to be waiting for me here, did you?"

"Aren't you surprised or scared?" Ma Pingchuan teased in a cold tone.

Chen Huan revealed a disdainful smile, "With just these good-for-nothings you brought, you probably can't scare me at all."

Ma Pingchuan laughed loudly, "I know you're quite capable and not easy to deal with."

"Why don't you look behind me again?"

As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen figures appeared on the earthen slope, as if they had sprung up after a rain.

They were all burly and had sharp eyes.

And they were all holding knives.

"What's going on? Why such a big commotion?"

"These guys are not to be trifled with."

"Get in the car and run, I'll try to stall for as long as possible." Without hesitation, the fat man pulled out a metal baseball bat from the car window, intending to let Chen Huan leave.

Chen Huan stood still and didn't move at all.

However, the expression on his face showed some surprise.

I never expected that Ma Pingchuan would be able to find so many people in such a short time.

Most importantly, those people rushing down the hillside were no ordinary individuals.

They weren't the kind of bodyguards and thugs that wealthy families usually employ; they were more like professional assassins or mercenaries.

Chen Huan could even sense that some of them were radiating murderous intent.

It's the kind of aura that only a truly ruthless person who has experienced life-or-death battles, or who has the lives on their hands, can possess.

He felt that this matter was probably not that simple.

But no matter what, he couldn't possibly desert his post and leave the fat man behind.

"When we make our move, stand behind me and don't try to be brave," Chen Huan quickly instructed.

The fat man gripped the baseball bat tightly, knowing the matter was serious, so he quickly agreed.

Are you scared now?

"That fat guy's about to wet his pants, isn't he?"

"I've disliked you for a long time, and today I'm going to slowly torture you to death," Ma Pingchuan continued his vicious threat.

Then he turned his gaze to Chen Huan, "As for you, I'd better capture you alive."

"After all, the family has spoken; you are an important target."

"Bringing it back is a great achievement, enough to make up for my mistake today."