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If he really became the Young Master, Zhong He would be furious. At that time, he would not even know how Zhong He had killed him.

"Zhong He has already agreed. You only need to trust Grandfather and I will properly make up for it."

As he spoke till here, not only was Zhong Wuwen tearful, he also thought of his son who had already died.

Who would have thought that the Boat King would cry so sorrowfully? The sharpness in his body also disappeared, as if he was just an old father who missed his father and grandson.

Zhong Wentao thought for a moment and said: "I have a murder case on me, how do you plan to take me away?"

"The real murderer has been caught. You are innocent."

Zhong Wuwen immediately said, he had already thought of a countermeasure, as long as there was someone to take the blame.

His eyes flickered for a moment, but Zhong Wentao did not say anything, he nodded his head and agreed to leave with Zhong Wuwen.

Regardless of the purpose of the person who brought him there, the most important thing was to leave this place first.

Tomorrow was the day of the second round, he still had one more point he had yet to resolve, relating to Wilson.

That person died in a bizarre manner, he naturally had his own reasons for thinking too. He suspected that Wilson was the real culprit!

Zhong Wuwen didn't know what he was thinking and just brought him out of the prison.

They got in the car and went back to the Zhong Family.

In the carriage, he used Zhong Wuwen's phone to report to Zheng Yu and Cheng Yang that he was safe and sound, telling them not to worry, and obediently waited for him to contact them.

After sending the message, he deleted the message without leaving any trace.

Noticing his little movements, Zhong Wuwen only felt that it was a little bitter, and didn't say anything. He quietly took his phone and pretended that he didn't know anything.

It was going to be a tough fight. They had to conserve their energy. When they got back to the Zhong Family, they would face a huge criticism. He was already prepared for that.

Maybe his silence was infected by Zhong Wentao, who secretly recuperated his breathing, and was in the midst of preparing.

Zhong Wuwen went to the Watch Room. A few minutes after he left, Zhong Pingtian found out the news. The driver was Zhong Pingtian's man.

Zhong He gathered all the Zhong Family members in the living room, and a few tens of them made the entire living room a little crowded. Zhong He sat amongst these people, holding onto the things that Zhong Wuwen had given him yesterday.

When Zhong Wentao and Zhong Wuwen appeared at the Zhong Family household, Zhong He, who was sitting on the sofa, saw the scene before him.

He had to support it!

"Dad, this is?"

In the main seat, Zhong Pingtian smiled as he spoke, wanting to hear Zhong Wuwen's explanation.

"This is your brother Zhong Pingshan's child, Zhong Wentao. You all have met him before, Wen Tao greet your uncle."

Zhong Wuwen said, without even looking at Zhong Pingtian's face, he raised his hand and patted Zhong Wentao's shoulder to comfort him.

Taking a step forward, a smile appeared on Zhong Wentao's face, and he said: "Greetings uncles and uncles."

"How dare you!"

Zhong Pingtian shouted and stood up from his chair.

"What Zhong Pingshan's son? How many years has he been dead, who can prove that he is Ping Shan's son?"

Zhong Pingtian said excitedly: "I don't admit it, I will definitely not let him in!"

"Dad …"

Zhong He stood up, it was time for him to help.

"Grandpa must have confirmed it. Maybe he really is uncle's son. Let's just accept him."

"What did you say?"

Zhong Pingtian's eyes widened in disbelief.

His son must be crazy. Otherwise, why would he say such words?

Even Zhong He stood on Zhong Wuwen's side, so the rest of the sons and uncles could not object. Zhong Wuwen was old, but his might was still there.

No matter how dissatisfied Zhong Pingtian was, he could not go against his own father.

From start to finish, Zhong Wentao had only said this one sentence, the rest were all done by Zhong He and Zhong Wuwen. He calmly looked at Zhong Pingtian's ugly expression, a little worried that Zhong Pingtian would faint like this … Previously, he had felt Zhong Pingtian's pulse before, and he knew the condition of this person's body.

As expected, not long after, Zhong Pingtian excitedly took a step forward, as if he wanted to say something. His entire lumbar spine suddenly felt intense pain, causing his legs to go limp, and he directly knelt on the ground.

The entire room was silent.

He rested his hands on the floor to prevent his body from collapsing.

Zhong Pingtian was also unfamiliar with his own body, his legs could not even use a bit of strength, as if the lower half of his body no longer existed.

"Father? "What's wrong with you!"

Zhong He was extremely anxious. He knelt beside Zhong Pingtian and was unable to say a word.

"I... "I'm fine."

Zhong Pingtian endured the pain and said.

His body was very robust and had never been in such a condition before. Since he was young, he had never been sick even a few times. How could he suddenly have an illness like this?

It must be due to him being overworked recently, causing him to be unable to stand properly. When he knelt down, his leg must have been injured. He was fine, not a single hair on his head was missing!

"Help me up …"

Clenching his teeth, Zhong Pingtian whispered.

Zhong He naturally did not refuse, both of his hands held onto Zhong Pingtian's arms, and wanted to use his strength to pull his up.

"If I were you, I wouldn't do that."

Zhong Wentao suddenly said.

"There's a wound on his waist, and his legs are being pressured. Otherwise, he wouldn't have fallen down. If you forcefully pulled him up and hurt his lumbar spine, his condition will get worse. If it gets worse, he will become paralyzed, and his lower body will completely lose consciousness."

"Impossible!"

Very soon, someone refuted his words, not believing him.

These people still harbored enmity towards him, and thought that he had said it on purpose. Not waiting for Zhong He to ask, they already had young brothers who wanted to kick him out.

Zhong Wentao didn't mind in the slightest. Instead, he took large steps forward, squatting beside Zhong Pingtian as he reached out his hands to press on the acupoints on Zhong Pingtian's legs.

The situation was far worse than he had expected. Zhong Pingtian had been hiding his illness for many years, but now, it had suddenly erupted, approaching in full fury.

This was the first time Zhong Pingtian had been touched by someone so intimately. His body trembled a little as he coldly berated: "Stay away from me, or else I'll kill you."

"That will depend on whether you have the ability or not."

After saying that, Zhong Wentao immediately pressed his finger on the acupoint beside Zhong Pingtian's coccyx.

Following the sound of his howl, Zhong Pingtian's entire body lost its energy and limply fell to the ground. Even his upper body was slightly numb, and he was completely unable to rely on his own consciousness to control his body.

"What did you do?"

Zhong He asked anxiously, he really wanted to kill Zhong Wentao.

"Calm down, I'm saving him."

Zhong Wentao didn't mind at all as he pressed on Zhong Pingtian's back with his hand, while his fingers moved along the various acupuncture points on his back.

Being strung around on the back of a hateful man with his fingers, Zhong Pingtian only felt so disgusted that he wanted to puke.

He looked at his surrounding family members. Surprisingly, not one of them spoke up to stop him. They all watched as he suffered such humiliation.

"What happened to him?"

Suppressing his anger, Zhong He asked.

He had heard of Zhong Wentao's medical skills before, so he never thought that Zhong Wentao would make a move against him in front of so many people.

"There's a wound on the lumbar spine. It's the root of the disease that was buried before. It's just that it's acting up now."

After saying that, his hand stopped at the back of his waist and pressed down heavily.

"AHH!" So painful! Let go of me! "

Zhong Pingtian shouted, feeling like he was going to be killed.

"Does it hurt?"

Zhong Wentao asked.

"Nonsense!"

Zhong Pingtian shouted loudly. He was already crying in pain, but Zhong Wentao actually didn't know if it was painful or not?

"Uncle, if you want to cure the illness, please endure it no matter how painful it is."

Saying that, Zhong Wentao ignored the anger in Zhong Pingtian's eyes and continued to move.

Every time he pressed on it, he would hear Zhong Pingtian's shout, which was very ear-piercing.

In this way, Zhong Wentao was unwilling to continue with the treatment, he had never seen such a disobedient patient before. Maybe Zhong Pingtian did not wish for the disease to be cured, so he did not think that it was wrong.

"Uncle, if you don't believe me, I'll get another doctor to examine you. Your condition can't be delayed or you'll be paralyzed."

After saying that, Zhong Wentao quickly stood up, unwilling to take another look at Zhong Pingtian.

He knew there was a problem, but he didn't solve it. He looked down on these types of people the most.

"Brother!"

Zhong He shouted as he looked at him with a flushed face.

"Please, save my father."

"Zhong Ming, you're crazy!"

Zhong Pingtian berated loudly, he believed that his son had received an enormous humiliation and actually wanted to plead with an outsider.

"Father, just endure and shut your mouth."

Zhong He lowered his head and whispered threats into his ear, "If you really are paralyzed, do you think the Zhong Family will need a Patriarch like you?"

As expected of a father and son, Zhong He knew the best how to threaten Zhong Pingtian.

As expected, after he said those words, Zhong Pingtian instantly calmed down a lot. He closed his eyes, laid on the ground, and did not resist anymore.

After glancing at Zhong Wuwen and seeing that he nodded, Zhong Wentao returned to the room and continued to massage his body to restore his meridians.

The lower body does not feel because of blockage of the meridian. If it is not opened in time, it may cause a situation where the vein is blocked to death.

Reaching out his hand, he once again lightly pressed onto Zhong Pingtian's waist, slowly increasing his strength.

"Ugh …"

Zhong Pingtian let out a sound, it was unknown if it was out of comfort or pain.

The people in the living room had already gone elsewhere to rest, so they had no interest in watching an old man moan on the ground.

Just like that, half an hour passed. Zhong Wentao felt that he had lost all feeling in his hands, and then he stopped, Zhong Pingtian was not feeling any better either, his entire body was drenched in sweat due to the pain, but he still felt a little comfortable. He did not want Zhong Wentao to stop, and after stretching his body a little, he also felt a sensation in his legs.

Only then did he come to his senses. He used his arms to prop himself up and sit on the ground. He exuded an awkward aura.

"Thank you …"

Zhong He spoke in place of Zhong Pingtian.

"No need."

Zhong Wentao coldly rejected this gratitude because he did not want the situation to become too ugly.

He had just entered the Zhong Clan and the Zhong Clan Patriarch was already paralyzed on his bed. It would not be good for him to say anything about it, since he had other things to investigate.