It's common for high-interest loans to be outsourced to debt collection companies. Now, the family's debt has been sold to Wang Erma. Just now, three women came as matchmakers for Wang Erma's son, clearly part of a planned strategy of threats and enticement.
Wu Xiaoyu scolded the visitors, "That ugly toad from Wang Erma's family wants to marry my sister? He's dreaming! He should look at himself in the mirror!"
The three hooligans, feeling protective of their boss, shouted menacingly at Wu Xiaoyu, "You little brat, don't be so arrogant!"
With that, one raised his fist and swung at Wu Xiaoyu's face. But as soon as he threw the punch, it was caught by a large hand followed by a crisp cracking sound of bone.
He quickly struggled free, clutching his injured wrist, looking at Wu Youliang in pain and confusion.
He never imagined this guy, who had been coughing for years, could still act so quickly and with such force.
"What? Hmph... Do you really think I'm dead?" Wu Youliang said while coughing. As a butcher who had slaughtered countless pigs, his skills were naturally far beyond these amateurs.
Wu Xiaoyu was stunned to see his father take action. He had never imagined his seemingly frail father still had such formidable strength left.
The three hooligans were even more incredulous. Though they had been involved in plenty of rough situations with Wang Erma, they had never seen anyone as fast, accurate, and ruthless as Wu Youliang.
This scene reminded one of the ruffians of old rumors that Wu Youliang could kill a 200-pound pig with one hand pressed on its head.
"Repaying debts is only right, but...but don't bully us!" The bald thug said to the still-coughing Wu Youliang.
After saying this, even he felt ashamed. They were three strong men, yet they were afraid of a sick person. But he truly didn't have the confidence to defeat the father and son duo in front of him.
"You'll get your money, now get out!" Wu Youliang yelled. The three men breathed a sigh of relief and quickly left the small courtyard.
Just outside Wu Xiaoyu's house, the three women rushed over, "How did it go? You're back so soon? Did they agree?"
"Agree, my ass! Just wait for the Prince to come with his men and take their house apart. Then they'll comply!" The bald thug cursed as he led his group away.
Wang Aifeng helped Wu Youliang to sit down and said to Wu Xiaoyu, "Go and check if the medicine is ready!" As Wu Xiaoyu entered the kitchen, he heard his mother say, "Now what are we going to do?"
"What else can we do? Just drag it out!"
His mother worriedly said, "Those people won't stop causing trouble. You're not as young as you used to be, if it comes to a fight, you'll be at a disadvantage."
"To hell with fear!" Wu Youliang said casually.
Wu Xiaoyu brought out the medicine and said to his mother, "If it comes down to it, call the police. Wang Erma can't defy the law, can he?"
After drinking the medicinal decoction, Wu Youliang's coughing gradually lessened. The toad herb inside the Jade Token was indeed much more effective than the ones in the mountains.
Now, he had gained a lot of knowledge about Chinese medicine, much better than those descendants from noble medicine families. Treating his father's illness shouldn't be a problem.
But convincing his father that he could treat illnesses wasn't going to be easy. If he talked about the Jade Token, his parents might think he was crazy. He would have to come up with another way.
"Dad, I was browsing online a few days ago and saw that massaging certain acupoints on the back can help with coughing. How about I give it a try?" Wu Xiaoyu thought for a moment before speaking.
"Sure! Go ahead and massage!" Wu Youliang laughed. In his lifetime, he had never felt so proud. The thing he was most proud of was raising such obedient and filial children. If his son wanted to give him a massage, why would he refuse?
They went to the bedroom. Wu Youliang lay down on the bed while Wu Xiaoyu started massaging several acupoints to care for his lungs, then placed his hand on his father's lungs to sense the illness.
Wu Youliang immediately felt a warm sensation in his internal organs, especially in his lungs, which felt unusually light and comfortable.
Wu Xiaoyu sensed the damage in his father's lungs. His left lung was slightly collapsed, likely an aftereffect of an injury, and his father's coughing was due to the impaired blood flow in this collapsed area.
To completely cure his father's cough, he needed to heal the collapsed part. According to his knowledge of Chinese medicine, there were many ways to treat this kind of injury.
But the quickest method was surprisingly the massage technique he had just mentioned. This was a very intricate cultivation technique requiring the release of Inner Qi to strike several major acupoints on the back.
If he had practiced the Yin Yang Longevity Technique from the Xuanyuan Treasure Book, releasing Inner Qi would be easy. But without cultivation, how could he talk about releasing Inner Qi?
He exerted all his strength to massage the major acupoints on his father's back. Even so, Wu Youliang felt his lungs gradually lighten up.
Without the ability to release Inner Qi, massage was just a temporary fix. He needed to quickly cultivate the techniques from the Xuanyuan Treasure Book!
"Wife, you have to admit, Dadan's massage does feel comfortable! Maybe it really can cure me!" Wu Youliang said cheerfully.
But Wang Aifeng was still worried, thinking about the earlier incident.
Wang Erma was a notorious local villain, owning both a paper mill and a cement factory, and had hundreds of people under his command. Being rich and powerful, how could the family have a good life after offending him?
"How about we let little Wen marry..." Wang Aifeng mumbled, but before she could finish, Wu Youliang jumped up and shouted, "Don't even think about it, you short-sighted woman!"
"Little Wen must go to university. Even if she doesn't get in, she can't marry that bastard! As long as I'm alive, don't even think about it!"
Wu Xiaoyu also said angrily, "Little Wen has such good grades, she'll definitely get into a good university. She can't marry that scumbag!"
Their mother lowered her head, feeling guilty and ashamed, "I was just saying... I didn't really mean for little Wen to marry him!"
Wu Xiaoyu was upset by his mother's words. Even though the family was poor, they weren't desperate enough to sell their daughter. As her older brother, he would never let his sister fall into a pit of fire.
"Mom! Don't worry! I will definitely pay off their debt. But as for marrying my sister, not a chance!" he said before slamming the door and leaving.
He needed to become stronger! To have money! To have power! He would not become someone else's prey. He would rise above and succeed!