freenovelworld Chapter 1894 Giving in!
Chapter 1894 Giving in!
The men who had been shouting and clamoring suddenly looked as if someone had grabbed them by the neck. The smiles on their arrogant faces froze, replaced by panic and suspicion!
Is he leaving?
Does Li Xiangnan really dare to leave?
This thought burrowed into the minds of every porter like a venomous snake.
They didn't care whether Li Xiangnan lived or died, or even whether his medical skills were as miraculous as the legends in Yanjing City claimed. But... but they couldn't afford to disregard their old man's life!
They couldn't afford to be indifferent. If their obstruction caused Li Xiangnan to leave in anger and Lao Gangtou to die as a result, wouldn't Gangtou Cheng Kui's fury, enough to burn the sky and boil the sea, be unleashed on them?
As soon as these thoughts came to mind, the tattooed man's face twitched violently a few times. He admitted that he was panicking, and a few struggles flashed in his eyes!
But should we back down?
In front of so many brothers, how could he possibly back down to a mere kid, a kid who hasn't even grown up yet?
Where do you put your face now?!
But if you don't back down...
What if Li Xiangnan is stubborn and really does turn around and leave like he said?
The man seemed to see Cheng Kui's bloodshot, furious eyes staring at him...
Hiss! A chill ran from the soles of my feet straight up to the top of my head!
The other men exchanged glances, their eyes constantly meeting, each looking uneasy.
Some people subconsciously glanced into the doorway, hoping to see if anyone who could make a decision would come out.
Some people have quietly dropped their aggressive stance, and some have even unconsciously taken several steps back.
This group of people lived a life of constant danger and did things that were ruthless and domineering, but what they feared most was the idea of "killing their own people," especially being blamed for the death of Lao Gangtou!
This is no longer just a punishment. From now on, he will have no place in the prison where loyalty and rules are most important, and he will be burdened with an unforgivable disgrace for the rest of his life!
What should I do...?
What the hell!
Everyone hesitated!
But it was at this moment that they watched helplessly as Li Xiangnan actually pulled Song Ziming up and turned to leave without any hesitation!
Their steps were firm and decisive, without the slightest hesitation!
"Hey?"
"Wait a minute, wait a minute!"
In that instant, almost instinctively, the tattooed man finally couldn't bear the pressure and blurted out, quickly calling out to the person who had been standing there.
But Li Xiangnan acted as if he hadn't heard, continuing his steps without turning back.
You've spoiled me rotten!
The tattooed man's face turned pale and then red. He gritted his teeth, ran over quickly, and blocked the man's path. He lowered his posture by three points and clasped his hands in a fist salute.
"Dr. Li... Dr. Li! Please wait! We brothers were ignorant of the rules and offended you! You are a magnanimous person... a prime minister's belly can hold a boat, please don't hold it against us roughnecks!"
His words served as a starting point, and although the burly men behind him all wore expressions of resentment and frustration, they also clasped their hands in agreement and offered scattered words of support.
"Yes, yes, Dr. Li, I'm so sorry!"
"Please don't take it to heart, we were just being sarcastic!"
"Please, have mercy and save Old Gangtou!"
This ironic scene stands in stark contrast to the tense standoff that had just moments before.
Not convinced?
That’s for sure!
But circumstances forced them to lower their proud heads in order to avoid getting burned.
Li Xiangnan sneered inwardly, knowing that the time was almost right.
He didn't really want to leave; he just needed to thoroughly curb the arrogance of these people.
Otherwise, if we really enter this den of dragons and tigers, we'll just be led by the nose.
He showed a hint of "difficulty" and "reluctance" on his face at the right moment, his gaze swept over the crowd, and he remained silent, as if he was considering whether to forgive these people for their rudeness.
Meanwhile, Song Ziming, who had been observing coldly from the sidelines, understood perfectly and knew that it was time for him to step in and make his move.
He stepped forward, cleared his throat, and said, "Gentlemen, our Dr. Li came here with the intention of saving lives, not to be mistreated! The worst thing you can do when treating patients is to be agitated! If your words or actions disturb Dr. Li's peace of mind and make him uneasy, it will affect his diagnosis and treatment of you old folks... No one can bear that responsibility!"
Everyone was stunned, and beads of sweat gradually appeared on their faces.
Song Ziming's gaze swept over the tattooed man and his group: "If you want me, Doctor Li, to take action, you must promise us that from this moment on, you will not engage in any disrespectful words or actions, nor will you act recklessly. You must obey Doctor Li's arrangements in everything! Of course, you can disagree, and we will leave immediately without a word!"
Upon hearing this, the tattooed man dared not utter a word of dissent, nodding vigorously, "Yes, yes, you're right! We promise, we will never say anything out of line again, and we will listen to Dr. Li in everything!"
"Yes Yes Yes!"
As soon as he said that, the crowd behind him echoed his sentiments. Although their tone was aggrieved, they had at least kept their promise.
Li Xiangnan then nodded "reluctantly" and said calmly, "Lead the way!"
The tattooed man breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and quickly bowed to lead the way: "Dr. Li, please, both of you!"
Only after passing through the vermilion gate did one truly enter the interior of the mortuary.
Unlike the hustle and bustle and aggressive atmosphere outside, the courtyard is a hidden paradise.
The courtyard had five sections and was extremely spacious. Around it were various poles, dragon poles, rope frames and other items of different sizes, as well as some metal ceremonial parts with intricate carvings, the purpose of which was unknown.
Although some things have long been covered in dust, the grandeur of the royal celebrations of yesteryear is still evident.
Some older, more experienced craftsmen, dressed similarly in shorts, sat silently under the eaves of various houses. Some were wiping their tools, some were repairing poles, and some were looking around with their eyes closed. Their gazes held a worldly wisdom and scrutiny, a stark contrast to the flamboyant personalities of the young men at the door.
The air was filled with the scents of aged materials, tung oil, and a faint aroma of incense, adding to the mystery and solemnity.
The depth and refinement here is indeed something that small factions and cliques can hardly match.
The tattooed man respectfully greeted each of the elderly men and led Li Xiangnan through several courtyards into the courtyard.
In a solemn atmosphere, we finally arrived at an extremely spacious house that resembled a council chamber.
The door was open, and the light inside was dim. A heavy and domineering sense of oppression emanated from the dark door, making people unconsciously hold their breath.
"Hey, Dr. Li has arrived!"
The tattooed man didn't go in; he simply stopped at the door, bowed, and reported in a tone of utmost reverence.
Li Xiangnan and Song Ziming exchanged glances, both of them looking equally solemn.
Then, he took a deep breath and stepped over the high threshold without hesitation...