Han Jiangong appeared a little stunned and he promptly smiled as he said, "Alright, I will tell the finance department later."
Han Jiangong could understand Mo Wen's determination to foot the medical bills. Such a person like Mo Wen who was so resourceful would not possibly owe someone a favor just because of a little money. To them, money was just some paper.
After leaving his phone number with Han Jiangong, Mo Wen walked out of his office. Although Professor Han had dragged things on and wanted to chat more, he was not one who could just idle around.
As he was walking out of Han Jiangong's office, Mo Wen stopped by Wang Huiru's ward along the way. Other than paying for the medical bills today, his other motive was to visit Wang Huiru.
In the end, just before he entered the ward, there was a little squabble coming out from inside the room.
"Don't forget that after all, Xiaoyou is still a member of the Qin Clan. Now that we are prepared to bring her away, what right do you have to resist?" A dull middle-aged man's voice came out from the ward. This had made Mo Wen who had just walked over to the door a little stunned. The Qin Clan? Was it Qin Xiaoyou's father?
Qin Xiaoyou had hailed from a single parent family since young. She had not known who her father was except for the fact that his surname was Qin. Hence, her surname was also Qin. Many a time, she had cried secretly because of the fact that she did not have a father. Mo Wen knew that she had longed for her father very much. Could it be that in the room, Qin Xiaoyou's father had come to find her?A look of curiosity flashed through Mo Wen's eyes as he pushed open the door slowly.
In the room, other than Wang Huiru and Qin Xiaoyou, there were three other people dressed in black suits. The three people all looked stern and business-like. They also spoke in professional jargon and did not give others the opportunity to discuss or reason with them at all.
"Xiaoyou is not someone from your Qin Clan. She had long been chased out of the Qin Clan by you all 18 years ago. From young, you all have never contributed anything in raising her. And now, you just barge in saying that she is part of your Qin Clan. It is simply too shameless."
Both of Wang Huiru's fist had clenched on tightly to the blanket as she said agitatedly. Meanwhile, Qin Xiaoyou stuck close to her mother's side as she silently wiped away her tears.
"Anyway, she belongs to the Qin Clan so she will not be able to escape. I am just here to inform you now and I have no intention to discuss anything. Tomorrow, I will take Qin Xiaoyou away. As for her studies, our Qin Clan has very extensive relations so naturally, we will hire her a private tutor."
The first middle-aged man shot Qin Xiaoyou a look and said emotionlessly, "You guys get lost, I will never go with you all."
Qin Xiaoyou's eyes had become red as she looked at that group of people while smoothing her mother's back to calm her down at the same time.
"So rude, is this the daughter that you have raised? She is not properly brought up at all," the middle-aged man furrowed his eyebrows and coldly let out a humph as he looked at Wang Huiru and said.
"I certainly am not properly brought up, so what? I am just a wild child without a father, I won't be able to match up to your Qin Clan," Qin Xiaoyou wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes and said, "You all get lost, I have no relation to you guys at all."
"Rude" That middle-aged man gave Qin Xiaoyou a cold look and his coldness had suddenly fallen over Qin Xiaoyou.
Qin Xiaoyou's face paled and her body shrunk away. She started shivering and noticed that the surrounding air had seemingly dropped to zero degrees.
The middle-aged man laughed coldly. Such a young girl had actually dared to talk to him so rudely. She really did not know the consequences of things. Indeed, the apple does not fall far from the tree so Qin Yi's daughter cannot be anything good either.
"Whether or not you return home is not up to you. Although you are a bit more stubborn and are not suited to become the Young Lady of a prestigious clan, I believe in my ability to straighten out your issues," The middle-aged man extended his hand to push up his spectacles as he said dully. It was as if everything he said was a fact and it did not matter whether others agreed to it or not.
"She asked you all to get lost, did you not hear?" A relaxed voice had suddenly rung out as a youth casually walked into the ward.
"Mo Wen," Qin Xiaoyou appeared as though she had found her backbone and she could not help but call out before her tears started flowing down endlessly.
Mo Wen gave her a comforting look and although he had yet to find out what happened, the people in front of him did not look like they came with good intentions so it could not have been anything good.
"Could it be that you have all gone deaf so you can't hear? You guys had better get out or you'll have to bear the consequences yourselves," he gave a cold look to that middle-aged man and said expressionlessly.
"What kind of dog are you? Running out here and barking mindlessly," The middle-aged man's gaze had become cold and he looked at Mo Wen icily. A youth had suddenly appeared in the ward which had surprised the three of them. From Qin Xiaoyou's reaction previously, he had seemingly known both Wang Huiru and her daughter.
A youth could talk so arrogantly to him, could it be that he was Qin Xiaoyou's boyfriend? A thought flashed through the middle-aged man's head and in the next moment, his gaze grew cold. He looked at Mo Wen coldly and asked, "How are you related to Qin Xiaoyou?"
"What kind of dog?" Mo Wen's lips curled upwards into a smile. In the next moment, his body just flashed once and he had already appeared in front of the middle-aged man.
Beforehand, when the middle-aged man had scared Qin Xiaoyou, there were fluctuations in his Inner Qi. It was clear that this person was an ancient martial art practitioner.
Mo Wen was not very familiar with the people of the Qin Clan and he did not know their origin. However, no matter who they are, as long as they have angered him, they can forget about living.
A strong gust of wind came forward and with a flash, another person had appeared in front of his eyes. The expression of the middle-aged man had changed slightly. Without a second word, he sent out a palm and directed it at the heart in front of him. However, a slender hand had come out surprisingly to catch a hold of his palm.
In the next instant, there was a crack and the sound of bones shattering rang out. That middle-aged man's hand had directly become a lump as it had been shattered by Mo Wen.
Ah! A blood-curling scream rang out. Immediately, the middle-aged man was in so much pain that his face was filled with cold sweat and his entire face was contorted.
The corners of Mo Wen's lips curled upwards and with a single foot, he kicked the middle-aged man onto the floor. The other foot was stepping onto his head as he said dully, "I already told you to get lost and yet you refused to get lost."
"You Go on, get him," The intense pain had caused the middle-aged man to not even be able to speak clearly. His body had fallen to the ground and was twitching involuntarily and there was a mix of shock and furious hate within his eyes.
The two people following behind appeared as though they had just woken up from a dream. They shared a glance and without a second word, they dashed forward, one headed to the left and the other to the right to tackle Mo Wen all around.
"A bunch of trashy things. Before you go out and be all arrogant, remember to gauge if you have the ability to do so first," Mo Wen coldly let out a humph. He casually grabbed out and immediately, an aura that was penetratingly cold had been sent out from his body. The surrounding air had seemingly solidified. A scary cold air immediately enveloped the surrounding and the ground suddenly froze into a layer of ice.
Those two people who had surrounded the Qin Clan from the right and left suddenly froze. Their actions slowed down significantly and there was a layer of white frost formed on their faces. That scary cold had basically caused the blood in their body to coagulate.
Their poses in attacking Mo Wen had collapsed by itself. In fact, they had been unable to maintain their initial postures. In the face of such a frightening pressure, they even found standing difficult. Hence, they would not even have the strength to launch another attack.
Mo Wen casually clapped his hand and an invisible ripple had spread. In an instant, the two people had been sent flying before falling to the ground. There was fresh blood spraying everywhere and there were seemingly ice shards in their bloodstream.
"Qi Nucleation Qi Nucleation realm" the two of them looked at Mo Wen in disbelief. There was even a look of shock in their eyes. That pressure and that scary aura could only be present in a senior with the Qi Nucleation realm.
Yet a youth could actually have the cultivation of the Qi Nucleation realm. Could it be that they did not take enough precautions today which had caused them to bump into a ghost!
The middle-aged person below Mo Wen's foot still had his eyes widened. His mouth was also wide open and he could not say a word for a long time.
"Get out of the ward. Next time, if I see you guys again, I will be sure to kill you," Mo Wen kicked the middle-aged person seven to eight meters away and he said expressionlessly.
The three of them were not powerful. In the field of ancient martial arts, they were only of the Embryonic Breathing realm. They had not even truly immersed themselves in the world of ancient martial arts yet. If it had not been for the fact that there were security cameras everywhere which made it difficult for him to kill people off, he would have killed all of them together with his palm.
"You" the middle-aged man climbed up from the ground and looked at Mo Wen fearfully. Previously, that scary cold air had caused him to tremble uncontrollably at this point.
It was only after a while that he managed to catch his breath before saying darkly, "Who are you? We are the Qin Clan, one of the five big clans of ancient martial arts in the capital. If you don't want to offend us, you had better not stick your nose into our business."
Knowing that he could not go against Mo Wen, he knew that he could try bringing up his clan as a backing to try suppressing Mo Wen's aura.
Concerning Qin Xiaoyou, he had to bring her away in order to unite themselves with another strong and powerful ancient martial arts clan through a marriage.
"If you still don't go, you can forget about leaving this place forever," Mo Wen shot that person a look and said emotionlessly.
"You've got guts, I hope you don't come to regret this," the middle-aged man coldly threw this sentence at him before walking out of the ward darkly. Behind him, his two subordinates followed him immediately and walked out. They did not want to stay a moment longer in the room that was as cold as a fridge.
"Aunty Wang, you don't have to worry. With me around, the Qin Clan won't be able to bother you," Mo Wen smiled and walked over to the hospital bed to assure her. The mysterious appearance of the Qin Clan had apparently caused a huge blow to the mother and daughter.
Seeing as Mo Wen had walked over, Qin Xiaoyou immediately pounced into his embrace and cried, feeling very wronged.
Mo Wen patted Qin Xiaoyou's shoulder to console her but his gaze was set on Wang Huiru. With regards to Qin Xiaoyou's origin, Wang Huiru had definitely hidden something.
Wang Huiru wiped away the tears in her eyes and looked at Mo Wen with a forced smile, "Mo Wen, thank you. Without you, I would not have known what to do."
"Aunty Wang you're too kind. I will protect Xiaoyou, you don't have to worry," Mo Wen pressed his lips together and there was a cold look flashing through his eyes. He had guaranteed before that he would not let any harm come unto Xiaoyou.
"Mo Wen, you are an ancient martial art practitioner?" a gratified look flashed through Wang Huiru's eyes and she looked at Mo Wen as she asked in a soft voice.
"That's right," Mo Wen nodded in approval. Evidently, Wang Huiru knew a bit about ancient martial art practitioners and her knowledge was not like the average housewife.
However, that Qin Clan should be an ancient martial art family. If Wang Huiru was once the daughter-in-law of the Qin Clan, it would not be a surprise for her to know about ancient martial arts. He just found it weird that as the Young Lady of the Qin Clan, how had the mother and daughter land themselves in such a state?
"I'm sure you're very curious about Qin Xiaoyou's origin, right?"
Wang Huiru laughed bitterly and her eyes were filled with tears as she looked at her daughter. She knew that there were some things that she could not hide anymore.
Qin Xiaoyou's eyes were kept tightly on her mother and her whole body was tense. Subconsciously, she had grasped Mo Wen's hand tightly.
Regarding her own origin, she had asked her mother about it countless of times before. However, her mother simply refused to say it. Now, was she finally going to reveal it?
Two streams of tears flowed down from the corner of her eyes silently.