Romantic Medical Immortal

Seeing that his attitude was still passable, Yang Cheng finally spoke slowly: "Call Cao Ruibin right now. Act a little nervous, say you had a big fight with Uncle Kong, and in a fit of anger you injected him with the sedative. But now his breathing is rapid, his whole body is convulsing, and then he collapsed on the ground and stopped breathing."

"After that just improvise, the main thing is to coax more out of Cao Ruibin."

Kong Lingchuan nodded. "Got it, I’ll call him right away."

"Hold on a second."

Yang Cheng waved his hand to stop him, pulled Kong Jingshan over to lie on the bed, then yelled toward the door: "Kong Lingchuan, are you insane? You actually dared to poison Uncle Kong!"

The ward descended into chaos, and then Kong Lingwen ran out in a panic, shouting to the medical staff not far away: "Come save my dad! He’s been poisoned!"

The corridor exploded into an uproar, and everyone tensed up along with it.

"What’s going on? The Master of Kong Family has been poisoned?"

"Even if he has, isn’t that Little Divine Doctor in the ward? Even he can’t detoxify it?"

"Maybe that little doctor can only treat skin problems and can’t handle other poisons."

At that moment, the medical staff rushed toward the ward. As soon as they went in, Kong Lingchuan was shoved back out.

Then Kong Lingchuan started crying out loudly, "Dad! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it!"

People around him all cast strange looks his way, but Kong Lingchuan didn’t care. He pulled out his phone, dialed, and turned on speaker, making sure everyone nearby could hear.

As soon as the call connected, Kong Lingchuan burst into tears, his voice trembling: "Uncle, I just had a huge fight with my dad. I got worked up and injected him with the drug you gave me, but now his breathing is rapid, his whole body is convulsing, and he just collapsed and stopped breathing."

"Uncle, what exactly did you give me? You’ve gotten my dad killed."

Hearing this, Cao Ruibin couldn’t help but chuckle. "Ling Chuan, accept my condolences. I did this to help you. If we don’t get rid of Kong Jingshan, when will you ever have your day?"

"Didn’t you say you especially hate your dad? Now that he’s dead, isn’t that exactly what you wanted?"

"Uncle! You used me. You clearly told me it was just a sedative. Now my dad’s dead, that makes me a murderer. The police could come arrest me any minute. You promised you’d make me Master of Kong Family—what am I supposed to do now!"

Just as Yang Cheng had instructed, Kong Lingchuan’s voice was full of panic, and the hand holding his phone was trembling.

"Ling Chuan, I’ll hire a lawyer to defend you and get you out as soon as possible. As for Kong Family’s business, I’ll take it over. Once you’re out, I can guarantee you’ll live out the rest of your life in luxury."

Hearing this, Kong Lingchuan’s heart turned completely cold.

So his uncle had planned it all from the very beginning—to make him the scapegoat, and once his father was dead there’d only be Kong Lingwen, a woman, left in Kong Family, much easier to deal with.

What a vicious heart!

Kong Lingchuan’s expression turned dark and cold, suddenly realizing how foolish he’d been before.

He also understood why his father wouldn’t give him the position of Family Head—he really didn’t have the brains for it.

"Uncle, how could you do this to me?"

Kong Lingchuan roared.

"Ling Chuan, you’re my own nephew, how could I not feel for you? But I was forced into this too!"

Cao Ruibin sighed, sounding as if he were genuinely remorseful.

"Forced into it? This is all for yourself. You had me steal Kong Family’s confidential documents, had me spy on Dad and Kong Lingwen, and you even sent people to poison Kong Family’s hotel. One thing after another—tell me which one wasn’t your doing?"

"I was really too stupid, believing your lies and getting my own father killed!"

"Cao Ruibin, you’ll pay the price!"

With that shout, Kong Lingchuan hung up the phone.

The surroundings fell dead silent. Everyone stared at Kong Lingchuan in utter shock.

He leaned against the wall and slid weakly down to sit on the floor, then opened his phone and sent the recording to Kong Lingwen.

Just now, Cao Ruibin had admitted to his crimes on the phone. Even though a recording can’t serve as direct evidence, all the patient’s relatives had heard the call crystal clear.

They were all smart people. Thinking it over for a moment, they could see the whole picture—Cao Ruibin had used so many lives to set up a trap for Kong Jingshan.

Strictly speaking, after the incident, Cao Ruibin shouldn’t have exposed himself over the phone. But he was simply too confident; he thought his idiot nephew didn’t have that kind of cunning at all.

At this moment, the door of the ward opened. The medical staff pushed a hospital bed out, the person on it covered by a white sheet, while Kong Lingwen was still sobbing and wiping away tears.

"Oh my god! The Master of Kong Family really isn’t dead, is he?"

"You all heard that kid from Kong Family on the phone just now. He poisoned his own dad to death."

"The kid was used by Cao Ruibin. That bastard really has tricks—he treated all of us like lab rats."

In an instant, many faces were clouded with anger, and in their hearts they were already plotting how to deal with Cao Family.

Yang Cheng put an arm around Kong Lingwen and led her away. The patient’s families looked like they wanted to say something, but in the end didn’t have the heart to speak up.

In fact, after they left, they all went together to the hospital’s pharmaceutical lab, where Yang Cheng started refining Cooling Scar Cream.

And Kong Jingshan, whom everyone had mistaken for dead, was standing there perfectly fine at the side, his face stern as he looked at Kong Lingchuan.

"Dad, I already called Cao Ruibin. Please forgive me this once—I promise I’ll turn over a new leaf from now on."

His face was full of sincerity, his eyes even more full of guilt.

Many people only truly grow up after going through some major upheaval or blow; right now, Kong Lingchuan was exactly like that.

Before Kong Jingshan could speak, Kong Lingwen cut in first: "What good are verbal promises? If you really have any filial piety, you should help Kong Family shake off its current predicament instead of constantly making trouble."

Actually they’d long known that Kong Lingchuan was being used by Cao Ruibin. They just thought it was about secretly passing on confidential documents or relaying bits of conversations—they hadn’t expected that bastard to make a son kill his own father.

Kong Jingshan waved his hand. "Forget it, don’t make it too hard on him. Just let him stay home and reflect."

"Dad! If Yang Cheng hadn’t sensed something wrong today and rushed back desperately, you’d already be a corpse by now!"

"Kong Lingchuan is already over twenty. He’s not a child anymore. Even if he’s not Family Head, he should be contributing something to Kong Family, not just living like a parasite who only knows how to eat, drink, and have fun."

Kong Lingwen was genuinely angry, scolding Kong Jingshan until he lowered his head and didn’t dare say a word.

Only then did she turn to her younger brother, her face serious. "Kong Lingchuan, I’ll give you a chance to atone for your sins. If you do well, you can stay in Zhonghai and manage Kong Family with me. If you can’t, then leave Kong Family forever!"