The Icy CEO's Personal Divine Physician

Yang Zicheng's words had barely finished when Qiao Yuman and the other girls immediately changed their expressions.

"Hey, it wasn't us who hit anyone, so what does it have to do with us?" Qiao Yuman wrinkled her nose, clearly annoyed. Why should they suffer this unwarranted disaster?

Yang Zicheng glanced at Qiao Yuman, his eyes narrowing slightly. Qiao Yuman was cute and charming; she stood out among the girls, prompting him to give her an extra look or two.

"I don't care. If your people hit my woman, I naturally have to get retribution. Otherwise, where do I put my face, Yang Zicheng?"

Yang Zicheng's voice grew colder. He looked at Wu Hongwei and sneered, "Given the face of your father, I can let you off the hook, but the others aren't going anywhere today."

Wu Hongwei's face immediately turned unsightly.

Today, because of his birthday, and because he was the one who brought these people, if something went wrong, how would he ever mix in the circles again?

He immediately forced a laugh, pouring a glass of wine and came up like a groveling dog, respectfully saying, "Boss Yang, you see... these are all my friends. Can you do my dad a favor? I'll have my dad set up a table later to apologize to you. How about my friends..."

"If you don't want to leave, you can stay too." Yang Zicheng lifted his eyelids, clearly running out of patience.

He glanced at Li Yang and said indifferently, "Whichever hand your friend used to hit my woman, that hand stays today. As for the other women, each one gives me a slap, and we'll call it even."

Yang Zicheng spoke casually, completely disregarding the identities of others. Did he care?

Upon hearing this, Qiao Yuman grew even more frightened. She wanted to say something, but several burly men were already walking towards them!

"Wait."

Suddenly, a gentle voice sounded. Su Han, standing in front of Qiao Yuman, reached out his hand to stop the burly men approaching.

His eyes were bright, his expression calm. He looked at Yang Zicheng and said earnestly, "What you are doing is unreasonable."

"Hmm?"

Yang Zicheng turned and glanced at Su Han. Since walking in, he hadn't noticed this ordinary person. With such a plain appearance and aura, how dare he accuse him of being unreasonable?

"The one who hit your woman was him, and there's a clear debtor for this debt. You should go after him, not these innocent girls. You can't touch them." Su Han's voice was very calm and serious.

No sooner had Su Han finished speaking than Yang Zicheng burst into laughter. His followers behind him also laughed loudly. Untouchable?

In East City District, was there anyone Yang Zicheng couldn't touch?

At this moment, the girls looking at Su Han were filled with gratitude, but they knew all too well that this ordinary intern couldn't save them!

Their gaze turned pleadingly towards Wu Hongwei, whose complexion was equally morose, only managing a forced smile. What could he do? It was Yang Zicheng! How could he possibly stop him?

"I can't touch them?" Yang Zicheng looked at Su Han, amusement in his eyes, a cold glint passing through them. His voice suddenly turned chilly, "Fine, I've changed my mind. Everyone else can go; you and that bastard who threw punches stay!"

His voice seemed to carry the sharpness of a blade. Yang Zicheng knew the Wu Family held some power, and starting a feud over a woman wasn't a sensible choice. However, he had to retrieve his dignity.

Su Han looked at him and nodded, thinking it was hard to stay under the radar even when he tried.

"Sister-in-law, stop joking around. This is too dangerous. Let's call the police!" Qiao Yuman was moved, feeling suddenly touched. At this critical moment, Su Han dared to protect her by standing in front of her.

He was just an ordinary medical intern. Was he not afraid to die?

"No problem, I can reason with them, and I believe they are the kind of people who can be reasoned with," Su Han turned his head towards Qiao Yuman and smiled, "You go back first, I'll take a taxi home later."

"But..." Qiao Yuman still refused to leave; she suddenly felt guilty. If it weren't for her, Su Han wouldn't have gotten into such trouble.

"No buts, get going!" Wu Hongwei, at this moment, couldn't care about anything else. If they continued to delay, he might not be able to leave either!

He glanced at Li Yang, then quickly looked away, no matter how Li Yang pleaded with him, he immediately took Qiao Yuman and others out of the private room.

"Wu Hongwei! Wu Hongwei! Don't leave me here!" Although Li Yang's family had some money, it was nothing compared to Wu Hongwei, let alone having any 'Great Power'.

Offending a big boss like Yang Zicheng was essentially a dead end—money from his family would be of no help at all.

Li Yang's face was stricken with fear, his body trembling uncontrollably, and he looked at Yang Zicheng with nervous and uneasy eyes, almost ready to kneel down and beg for mercy, while Su Han stood by his side, his expression still calm, as if he was not afraid of Yang Zicheng and his men at all.

This only made Yang Zicheng angrier. Was this kid really naive, or just pretending to be?

"Not bad, playing the hero to save the beauty, huh? Too bad, such theatrics don't work in front of me, Yang Zicheng," he snorted coldly, glancing at Li Yang and Su Han, his voice becoming even colder, "Each of you leave one hand behind!"

Upon hearing this, Li Yang's legs gave out, and he fell to the floor, while a spark of light flashed through Su Han's eyes!

A few burly men charged over, about to grab Su Han, when suddenly, a gust of wind swept through!

Bang bang bang!

Su Han hadn't moved an inch, while the three burly men flew backward, crashing heavily against the wall and passing out!

The entire private room suddenly quieted down, with Li Yang sitting collapsed at one side, utterly shocked.

"A martial artist? No wonder you're so arrogant. Well, today, you won't be leaving!" Yang Zicheng sneered, a hint of murderous intent flashing across his face, "Leave his life behind!"

More people were about to charge when a cold light grew in Su Han's eyes: "Are you seeking death?"

The group was teeming with killing intent and about to make their move when suddenly—

The door to the private room was pushed open, and a figure entered carrying a wine glass. A ruffian was just about to curse out loud when Yang Zicheng slapped him, sending him stumbling back several steps.

"Such a big commotion, what's going on?" Dong Lin walked in, seeing so many people standing there, he couldn't help frowning.

He glanced at Yang Zicheng, his expression growing colder: "Yang Zicheng, are you trying to show off your strength in front of me?"

Yang Zicheng's heart pounded, how did such a major figure come here!

No matter how well he mixed in the underground circle, he didn't dare to offend a 'Great Power' from the upper circle!

He shook his head quickly: "District chief, no, no, everyone knows you're here today, I wouldn't dare to disturb you."

Before Yang Zicheng could explain further, Dong Lin had already ignored him, pushed him aside, and when he saw Su Han standing there, he immediately put on a smiling face, appearing very polite.

"Mr. Su!" Dong Lin said with a smile, stepping up to Su Han with both hands holding a cup, as if the Su Han in front of him was an elder, and he was merely a junior, "I heard you were here and thought I'd come over to say hello and offer you a toast."

Dong Lin's face beamed with a smile, slightly bowing, exceedingly courteous, which scared Yang Zicheng and the others to the point their jaws almost dropped. At this moment, their gaze toward Su Han had completely changed.