A Little Trick, the Scumbag Dad Can't Hold the Knife After Understanding Love-Chapter 320

"Commander Yu, long time no see."

Hearing the familiar voice from the phone, the man's gaze softened as he looked at the woman lying unconscious on the bed. He tightened the blanket around her with one hand before standing up and stepping outside, closing the door behind him.

The tenderness in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by icy coldness.

"So, you're still alive."

"I no longer need the medicine you provide. Don’t call again."

With that, he moved to hang up.

"Does Commander Chen Mo of the Chen family know? Five years ago, his body inexplicably deteriorated—his legs failed him, and over time, he lost all mobility."

Yu Jun tightened his grip on the phone, his eyes glinting with a bone-chilling frost.

"What are you implying?"

But he didn’t hang up.

The other end chuckled lightly, the voice modulator unable to mask the speaker’s naturally pleasant tone. "He thought he had an incurable disease, but it was actually poisoning. Later, the Ji family developed an antidote specifically for this condition through their collaboration with the Chen family."

"...I assume you’ve already tried it on your wife."

"I don’t have time for your nonsense. Spit it out before I hunt you down!"

The voice on the other end remained calm, unfazed by his irritation.

"Given the Ji family’s extensive portfolio of medicinal achievements, I believe someone other than Ji Xi would be more suitable for you."

"At No. 25 Victory Garden, there’s a small gift they entrusted me to deliver. Why not try it first, and then we can discuss further?"

Yu Jun’s eyes flickered.

He understood now.

This was the Ji family’s move against Ji Xi—they wanted him to withdraw his protection.

A Ji family pharmacist...

Under normal circumstances, he wouldn’t have cared.

But unfortunately, just hours ago, that brat Ji Xi had thrown a tantrum, demanding they help him find his mother.

Commander Yu knew where the woman was, but telling him would be pointless.

He had no desire to cross paths with that person.

The ungrateful brat had even threatened to stop producing medicine unless he saw his mother. Yu Jun was furious—his lifeline was being held hostage by a half-grown child, and there was nothing he could do.

"Old Zhang!!"

He bellowed, summoning his subordinate. freewebnoveℓ.com

Half an hour later, Old Zhang returned with the retrieved item.

"We’ve inspected it. There’s a colorless liquid inside. Should I call Ji Xi to test it?"

Yu Jun looked down at the vial of transparent liquid, his wrinkled face expressionless.

"No. Find another pharmacist."

Old Zhang hesitated.

"Yes, sir."

After confirming the medicine was safe, the pharmacist assigned to test it begged to keep half for research, weeping with excitement.

The doctor extracted the solution and injected it into the woman on the bed, whose hair had already turned mostly gray.

Another half hour passed.

The woman, who should have been deep in slumber, suddenly opened her eyes.

Yu Jun immediately pushed the doctor aside and grasped her hand. "Darling..."

...

"Let them come."

"But I’ll make this clear—I don’t care about the Ji family’s internal conflicts."

Yu Jun’s voice hardened as his cane struck the floor with a sharp thud. "But if my wife is dragged into this, don’t expect to walk away unscathed."

The man on the phone chuckled softly. "Rest assured, Commander. I wouldn’t bring anyone to you unless they were truly capable."

Yu Jun’s aged eyes grew distant.

Since when had Vengeance teamed up with the Ji family?

Truly, merchants chased profit. Even sworn enemies could become allies if the price was right.

Old Zhang personally went to fetch them.

"It’s you?"

His gaze turned skeptical as he studied the pair before him, his lips twitching.

Leaving aside the man in the black-and-green collar with a string of jade beads, what was with the obvious child beside him?

This duo—ripe for a street photographer’s attention—stood before the uniformed Old Zhang like visitors from another world.

The man was tall, with slightly curly black hair and unusually dark eyes. He carried a wooden case and wore black gloves despite the weather.

Beside him, the boy wore a long coat of similar style, lugging a large backpack.

This was the legendary Ji family pharmacist?

Which one??

"Are you the pharmacist?"

Old Zhang focused his scrutiny on the man.

Years of experience told him this was no ordinary person.

"I’m J. This is my assistant, D."

The man’s lips curled slightly as he introduced them, his tone flat.

Old Zhang turned away to call his superior, explaining the situation.

In the end, Pharmacist J and his assistant D still boarded the military-licensed Hongqi limousine.

...

Ji Nian watched the scenery blur past the window, surprised they weren’t headed to the rumored military compound but somewhere far more remote.

Yes, the so-called "assistant D" was none other than Ji Nian.

As for the pharmacist going by "J"...

It was her unlucky father.

Ji Tingzhou.

She never expected to be on a mission with him. The awkwardness was palpable.

But the moment they arrived at the secluded sanatorium, her discomfort vanished.

"Red dragonfly."

Ji Tingzhou nudged her, nodding toward the pond.

Guards were inspecting their belongings, five pairs of razor-sharp eyes dissecting their every move.

Yet Ji Tingzhou acted like a tourist, casually pointing out wildlife.

Ji Nian craned her neck, peeking through the human barricade.

Huh.

He ​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌‍was right.

Ji Tingzhou glanced at the kid hunched over, staring wide-eyed at the insect, and remarked dryly, "Shorty."

Ji Nian: "......"

Don’t make me take off my platform shoes and whack your shins.

The guard frowned at the man’s lack of decorum.

Unbothered, Ji Tingzhou said, "Kids are curious at this age. You understand."

He didn’t sound particularly apologetic.

Ji Nian: "......"

No wonder he never goes out—probably afraid of getting jumped.

Case in point: the guard’s temple vein was throbbing.

Inside, they were taken straight to the third floor without meeting Commander Yu.

There, Ji Nian saw the commander’s wife.

She was no longer young—well past fifty, with silver hair and pale, sickly skin. Yet her eyes were unexpectedly bright and gentle.

Years of illness had drained all color from her face, leaving her frail and weary.

Surprised to see a child, she offered Ji Nian a weak smile.

Ji Nian grinned back.

"Madam, the commander is occupied," a maid whispered.

The woman nodded with difficulty.

"Are you... the pharmacists?"

Ji Tingzhou eyed the wooden chair a servant brought over, then unceremoniously sprayed it with his own disinfectant before wiping it down.

Ji Nian’s eye twitched. She stepped forward, blocking him, and addressed the woman on the bed. "Yes."

Her voice was slightly hoarse, as if she had a cold, but not unpleasant.

The woman beckoned her closer.

"Aside from my husband... it’s been so long since I’ve spoken to anyone."

Moving closer, even though she had been well taken care of, Ji Nian couldn’t help but catch a whiff of something akin to the stench of decay.

After adjusting the chair, Ji Tingzhou finally sat down as he had wished.

He spoke up, "We’re already aware of your general condition."

"Now, we’ll need to draw some of your blood. Please cooperate."

Then, he tilted his head slightly, signaling his assistant to proceed.

Unexpectedly, it was a child who stepped forward to handle the task. Madam Yu blinked in surprise.

Seeing the young girl pull out blood-drawing equipment, a servant’s expression changed, and she hurried over to intervene.

Faced with their skepticism, Ji Nian offered a reassuring smile and said softly, "Don’t be afraid, Madam. Though I’m young, I often assist my teacher with tasks like this. I’m quite skilled."

Her gaze drifted to the man who appeared leisurely, sitting upright yet with a hint of laziness, then back to the diligent boy preparing to draw her blood.

She sighed, "You’ve got it tough too."

With a glance, she motioned for the servant to step aside.

Meanwhile—

Ji Xi shoved the person in front of him but failed to budge them.

"You promised you’d protect my mother. So why, when something happened to her, did you have no idea where she was?"

His eyes swept over the person in charge as he said coldly, "If that’s the case, then I won’t be able to prepare this month’s medication for Madam Yu either."

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