The Supreme Soldier King of the Lady CEO

The cries filled with fear and pleading startled Su Qingqing and Song Yanhong in the moment.

Upon seeing Ye Huan, Su Zhiqiang instinctively thought Ye Huan was there to "finish the job," and his soul nearly escaped his body!

Having barely survived, he certainly didn't want to die again.

Suddenly, Su Zhiqiang began kowtowing even harder, creating a bloody hole on his forehead before long.

Ye Huan watched coldly, expressionless, yet an inner turmoil churned within him.

What exactly was that vial of yellow serum?

Ye Huan knew very well the severity of Su Zhiqiang's injuries.

Even with his best medical skills, Ye Huan believed he couldn't revive Su Zhiqiang from near-complete brain cell death.

Across Huaxia, perhaps only the Master Dog could save Su Zhiqiang.

But soon after Jo Busi administered the yellow serum to Su Zhiqiang, he revived!

Not only revived, but those two broken arms were healed, and all his various injuries vanished completely!

Back then, Lilith experienced similar effects; after consuming the yellow serum, she soon restored from a hundred-eighty-year-old decrepit state to normal appearance.

What on earth is this serum?

Applied to strong individuals, it could dramatically enhance their power.

Used on ordinary people, it could reverse any injury?

And.

What was that mysterious figure's intention for giving Jo Busi the serum and having him administer it to awaken Su Zhiqiang?

Ye Huan couldn't fathom any reasoning, his brows furrowed into a thick line.

At this moment.

Song Yanhong came to her senses, stopped Su Zhiqiang from continuing to kowtow and, anxiously asked: "Zhiqiang, what are you doing!"

"I...I..."

Su Zhiqiang said, throwing a glance at Ye Huan.

One glance was enough to shock him!

Seeing Ye Huan's furrowed brows, he instinctively thought Ye Huan was still angry and wouldn't let him off!

"Mom, please plead on my behalf with Ye Huan!"

"Ask him... ask him to spare my life!"

"I... I know I've done wrong, I don't want to die!!!"

Su Zhiqiang clung to Song Yanhong's leg, treating her like a lifeline, wailing desperately, his cries full of despair.

Spare a life?

Hearing this, Song Yanhong and Su Qingqing stood stunned.

The mother and daughter's eyes met, seemingly realizing something, displaying a hint of disbelief.

After anxiously swallowing, Song Yanhong asked: "Zhiqiang, wasn't your injury..."

"Yes... it was because I provoked Ye Huan, and he beat me up!"

"I won't dare provoke him again!"

"Mom, seeing I'm your son, please plead with him!"

Su Zhiqiang wailed again.

Song Yanhong and Su Qingqing were struck dumb, finding it hard to believe what they heard.

The person who beat Su Zhiqiang into a vegetative state turned out to be Ye Huan!?

How could this be possible!?

"Ye Huan, is my brother lying?" Su Qingqing shifted her gaze to Ye Huan, asking.

Knowing of Su Zhiqiang's moral corruption, she was reluctant to easily believe his words.

But Ye Huan's response left Su Qingqing wide-eyed.

"He isn't lying," Ye Huan truthfully replied.

The one who disabled Su Zhiqiang truly was him.

"Why!?"

Su Qingqing asked in disbelief: "Why did you do that, was it because my brother had a major conflict with you?"

"There was some conflict..."

"Even if there was a conflict, you shouldn't treat my brother like this!"

"He angered you, so why not punish him slightly, was there any need to go so far?"

"As a favor for me, couldn't you have gone easier, how did you end up turning him into a vegetable, you ruined his life, you ruined half of the Su Family!"

Before Ye Huan could speak, Su Qingqing's eyes flared with rage.

Favor?

Angered?

Ye Huan remained expressionless.

Su Zhiqiang provoked Brother Huan more times than one!

His methods escalated, with each occasion dirtier and more disgraceful than the last!

If not for the fact that Su Zhiqiang was Su Qingqing's own brother, Brother Huan would have dealt with him a thousand times already.

Brother Huan's repeated forgiveness was only met with Su Zhiqiang's relentless retaliation.

In the end, patience exhausted, Ye Huan had no choice but to take action against Su Zhiqiang.

"I've already given him chances, he only has himself to blame." Ye Huan said coldly.

"Alright then!"

"Young man, you've shown your malice!"

Suddenly.

From the side, Jo Busi sneered and spoke, "I understand why you've consistently called me a fraud."

"Because you don't want Su Zhiqiang to revive!"

"Su Zhiqiang was beaten into a vegetative state by you; if he recovers, your crime will surely be exposed and you'll face legal punishment!"

"And you've likely heard of 'my name,' knowing 'I' am a world-renowned brain specialist, with rich experience in reviving vegetative patients, being number one globally."

"Hence, you plotted against me in every way, spread false rumors that I'm a fraud, trying to make the vice director suspect me and question my identity, thereby irritating me until I decide to leave myself."

"Thus, I'd never treat Su Zhiqiang for recovery, preventing him from identifying you as the culprit."

"The strongest evidence is the peculiar desire you showed to seize my 'Special Divine Medicine'!"

"Kid, your calculations are cunning; too scheming indeed!"

Jo Busi pointed his forefinger menacingly at Ye Huan, played the villain, and felt secretly elated.

Threaten me, huh?

Go ahead, try again!

Undoubtedly, Jo Busi's analysis hardly contained any flaws.

Everyone's gaze, all redirected toward Ye Huan.

The vice director and the numerous directors, realizing they'd been "deceived," glared fiercely.

If previously, they still harbored doubts due to Jo Busi's lack of professionalism, suspecting his identity.

But that vial of medicine, mixed by An Lei and reportedly even more effective than an Immortal Pill, reviving a vegetative person within minutes, eliminated their doubts entirely.

"Ye Huan, Doctor An Lei's accusations are false, you didn't think that far ahead, right?"

"Surely you didn't think like that; you accidentally harmed my brother severely, isn't that correct?"

Su Qingqing bit her lip, clearly convinced Jo Busi was indeed An Lei.

"I've stated, he's a faker," Ye Huan said dismissively: "I beat your brother because he deserved it."

"Deserved it?"

"What conflict exactly do you have with him?"

"Is the conflict serious enough to turn him into a vegetable?"

Su Qingqing glared at Ye Huan, deeply perplexed.

"He's just lucky, otherwise he'd be... dead by now." Ye Huan chuckled grimly.

Su Zhiqiang shivered again listening to this, and when he saw Ye Huan approaching, he almost fainted from shock.

"What are you going to do!"

Su Qingqing braced herself, extending her arms to shield Su Zhiqiang.

"Su Zhiqiang, if you dare show yourself before me after today."

Ye Huan decided to grant Su Qingqing one last favor, casting a murderous glance at Su Zhiqiang: "Die!"