Siheyuan, I became a commercial tycoon in the culinary world

"You are clearly extorting money..."

"I am blackmailing you, what can you do to me? Unless you don't want these two legs anymore..."

"You...I..." Yi Zhonghai accused him angrily, but found that he was completely powerless.

"Don't bother me with those useless words. I won't buy it. It's only useful when the money is in place..."

Yan Bugui waved his hand, turned around and left.

"Uncle, please don't leave. Uncle, please help me. I don't have any money. Please take me to the hospital. Can I ask Cuihua to give you some money?"

Yi Zhonghai shouted at Yan Bugui's back.

"Okay, I forgot there's one more request?..."

"What request?......"

"I can take you to the hospital, but you have to give me 100 yuan and let me be the boss of the hospital. What about you? You have to be the third boss..."

"Yan Bugui, you've gone too far..."

"What, is it not possible? If not, forget it, I'm leaving..." Yan Bugui pretended to continue walking forward.

"Uncle, please don't leave. I beg you..."

"Haha...you agreed, right?" Yan Bugui turned his head and said.

"right……"

"Okay, I'll go call someone over now, you wait..." Yan Bugui said and left quickly.

Yi Zhonghai fell on the icy snow, letting the cold wind ravage his body.

He now hopes to leave this damn place as soon as possible, go to the hospital early, and save his legs.

About a quarter of an hour later, Yan Bugui came back and called a cart driver over.

Yi Zhonghai knew that they were looking for someone to take him to the hospital on a cart.

My heart immediately calmed down, and I thought, this Yan Bugui still has some conscience.

What I never expected was that Yan Bugui’s next sentence was, “This driver wants 100 yuan to take you to the hospital. Do you want money or your life? Think about it yourself…”

Yi Zhonghai was furious, but he could do nothing. He could only say, "Excuse me, brother. If you can take me to the hospital, I will give you 100 yuan."

Yan Bugui then urged the driver, "Why are you still standing there? Help him onto the cart quickly!

The driver lifted up Yi Zhonghai, who was lying on the snow, and dragged him to a place close to the cart, pulling him up with all his strength.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get Yi Zhonghai's lower body into the car, and Yi Zhonghai was in so much pain that he grimaced...

Yan Bugui was still making sarcastic remarks, "How can you be so stupid? You can't even help someone get on the bus..."

"You are the stupid one. You just stand there and help for a while..." The driver replied, unwilling to be criticized.

Yan Bugui said, "Okay! You want my help, can you give me half of the 100 yuan?

"That's wishful thinking. In this snowy day, I can give you half of the 100 yuan I earned. How is that possible..." The driver was not to be outdone.

To Yi Zhonghai, the conversation between the two was like a needle piercing his heart?

But he could no longer care about so much, and just said weakly, "Yan Bugui, uncle, please help me! As soon as I get to the hospital, I will ask Cuihua to give you the money."

After hearing what Yi Zhonghai said, Yan Bugui, for the sake of the 100 yuan, cursed and helped the driver lift Yi Zhonghai onto the cart, while Yan Bugui followed on the other side of the cart.

Yi Zhonghai looked at him and did not object, because he knew that his life was now in Yan Bugui's hands and he had to suppress his anger before he could reach the hospital.

The driver pulled the cart carrying Yi Zhonghai and Yan Bugui towards the city hospital.

When they arrived at the hospital, the doctor examined Yi Zhonghai and found that his left shoulder was seriously injured and both legs were also seriously injured. He had to be hospitalized and undergo surgery immediately.

But first of all, you have to pay for hospitalization! Yan Bugui doesn't have that much money.

Therefore, Yan Bugui had no choice but to ask the driver to keep an eye on Yi Zhonghai for him, while he went back to the courtyard to inform Zhang Cuihua.

Before leaving, he asked Yi Zhonghai for an IOU for 200 yuan, saying it was the wages for him and the driver.

Yi Zhonghai had no choice but to write it down exactly as it was written.

Besides, He Yuzhu stood at the kitchen door and looked left and right but did not see Yi Zhonghai coming back.

I thought to myself, this is bad, maybe I hit him too hard and killed him.

If I had known that I would have killed him, I would have thrown him into the space field to use as fertilizer, so that no one would find his body and cause trouble.

Just like that, I waited and waited until he made a braised pork, a shredded pork with fish flavor, and a mapo tofu...

Only then did he see Yan Bugui coming to the central courtyard from afar, and he hurriedly went straight to Yi Zhonghai's house. Even when he smelled the fragrance of He Yuzhu's cooking, he did not come over to ask.

He Yuzhu knew that Yan Bugui would not go to the Central Courtyard unless there was something important. He must have discovered something.

Therefore, he didn't bother to avoid suspicion and hurriedly followed Yan Bugui.

Sure enough, not long after, Yan Bugui knocked on Yi Zhonghai's door loudly, "Sister-in-law, open the door quickly, something happened to Old Yi..."

Zhang Cuihua is cooking. She is still waiting for Yi Zhonghai to buy chicken, duck and meat to come back for the New Year's Eve dinner.

But he was so frightened by Yan Bugui's sudden knock on the door and shout that the spatula in his hand almost fell to the ground.

She hurried over and opened the door.

"What's wrong? Old Yan, what happened to Old Yi?......"

"Lao Yi is seriously injured and needs to be hospitalized......"

When Zhang Cuihua heard this, she immediately became flustered.

"He was fine when he went out just now, how come he got hurt?..."

"I don't know the details, I just know that his left shoulder and legs are injured and he can't walk. If he doesn't get treatment, he will never be able to stand up again..."

"How is it possible? I just went to the market to buy some vegetables. How could I be so seriously injured?..."

Zhang Cuihua found it unbelievable.

"Oh! Sister-in-law, I don't care whether you believe it or not, I have already sent him to the hospital. This is the IOU for the 200 yuan medical expenses I paid for him. Please give me the money first..."

Auntie Zhang Cuihua took the IOU and looked at it, "200 yuan, why do you need so much money?..."

Yan Bugui snorted coldly and said, "This money is Lao Yi's life-saving money. If you don't give it to me, I will go to the hospital and get the money back immediately..."

Although Zhang Cuihua felt a little sorry for the money, she knew what was more important than what was less important, so she took out 200 yuan from the cabinet in the house and gave it to Yan Bugui.

"Sister-in-law, you are so straightforward. I'm leaving now! I'm going home to have a reunion dinner!"

After that, he turned to Zhang Cuihua and said, "Sister-in-law, don't forget to bring another 100 yuan. Lao Yi's injury is a bit serious this time. You need to pay another 100 yuan for follow-up treatment..."