God-Level All-rounder Expert Chapter 340 - 340 364 To Tianjing

340: Chapter 364: To Tianjing 340: Chapter 364: To Tianjing “Going to Tianjing,” Fang Yi murmured.

Since that ti he broke Fang Tianqi’s two legs, the old man and the other side had co to an agreent, forbidding Fang Yi from entering Tianjing for three years.

That is to say, Fang Yi could not step foot in Tianjing for three years.

However, in Fang Yi’s heart, he knew he had to go to Tianjing within a year because he couldn’t wait.

His deceased parents, their tombstones, he had never seen them.

Fang Yi longed to kneel before his parents’ graves, but because of that incident, he had been detained in Moon City.

Unknowingly, half a year had passed, leaving another half a year to reach the goal Fang Yi had set for himself.

Fang Yi was struggling and conflicted internally; he very much wanted to go to Tianjing, but…

“Kid, you’re worried about the Fang Family, aren’t you?” Zhao Guosheng saw through what Fang Yi was thinking and said.

“Uh-huh,” Fang Yi didn’t hide it.

Zhao Guosheng laughed heartily and said, “Even if the Fang Family in Tianjing is powerful and influential, our Dragon Team is not to be trifled with.

Now that you’re a mber of the Dragon Team and visiting the Dragon Team’s Tianjing headquarters, it’s an ordinary affair.

Don’t mind it, we from the Dragon Team are not easy to provoke either.”

For so reason, Fang Yi was starting to find this guy sowhat agreeable, even though he didn’t know what he was really up to.

But it was clear Zhao Guosheng was telling Fang Yi that he had the backing of the Dragon Team.

Fang Yi thought about it and agreed, with the Dragon Team as his backing, what was there to fear?

“Great!

When can I leave?” asked Fang Yi.

“Tomorrow would do,” Zhao Guosheng replied, a mysterious smile hanging on the corners of his mouth.

Fang Yi suddenly realized he might have been played by Zhao Guosheng.

This trip to Tianjing was one Fang Yi would make alone.

Cai Qin wasn’t coming either; she was recovering from her injuries.

But Fang Yi was no child; there was truly nothing he feared about going to Tianjing by himself.

The only thing that was restrictive was the ‘three years without stepping into Tianjing’ agreent.

However, Fang Yi’s visit this ti was dignified because he had the Dragon Team behind him, and that was enough.

Tianjing Airport.

Exiting the airport, Fang Yi hailed a taxi, gave an address, and the taxi took off.

Fang Yi thought he would arrive quickly, but the traffic in Tianjing was unbearably congested.

The volu of vehicles was frighteningly high, causing perpetual traffic jams, and Fang Yi happened to encounter one.

“Sorry about this, young man, Tianjing traffic is just like this; bear with it,” the local driver said in fluent Tianjing dialect.

Fang Yi gave a slight smile, indicating he didn’t mind, as he wasn’t in a hurry.

He thought of it as an opportunity to relax.

However, the smog in Tianjing was indeed severe, even in the sumr months, causing the sky to appear sowhat overcast.

Fang Yi rolled down the window, leaned out to look ahead, and saw an endless line of cars.

With an ironic smile, he decided to get out of the car to smoke.

When he stepped onto the road, he realized it was on a bridge—if he truly wanted smooth traffic, it could take several more hours.

But Fang Yi had ample patience, and since he wasn’t familiar with Tianjing, he had to rely on the driver to lead the way.

Closing the car door and leaning against the taxi, Fang Yi pulled out a pack of cigarettes that cost ten yuan and lit one up.

Just as Fang Yi was smoking out of boredom, a scream suddenly erupted from up ahead, causing many people to get out of their cars and gather around.

After signaling the driver, Fang Yi went over to see what was happening.

By the ti he arrived, a crowd had ford, but Fang Yi still managed to see an old man lying on the ground in the midst, next to a very anxious-looking woman and a man who appeared to be a driver was making frantic phone calls.

“What happened?

Does the old man have a heart problem?”

“Could it be he inhaled too much smog…”

“That woman is pretty good-looking; is she the old man’s daughter-in-law?”

“Oh no, the old man is rolling his eyes back.”

There was a buzz in the crowd as the beautiful woman stacked her hands together, repeatedly pressing on the old man’s chest, occasionally pounding his chest with her clenched fist.

It looked like a definite case of a heart attack.

“Excuse , excuse , I’m a doctor…” Just at that mont, a man clad in a suit and wearing glasses made his way through the crowd.

The beautiful woman straightened up, suddenly filled with hope, and quickly said, “Doctor, please save my father-in-law.”

The man with the glasses leered at the woman for a mont before squatting beside the old man with a serious face and said, “Don’t worry, I’m a doctor.

First, tell what sickness the old man has, his age, his dical history…”

The man with the glasses tried his best to appear professional while his eyes kept roving over the woman’s chest, a lustful look on his face.

The beautiful woman urgently said, “Doctor, let’s not talk about that right now, just bring my father-in-law back.

He’s having a heart attack.”

The spectacled man knew he had to act, and in a flurry, said, “Okay, don’t panic, let do this.” He reached out, his hand landing on the woman’s shoulder, but it unintentionally slipped and touched her delicate and soft hand, making his heart feel like it was about to fly.

After the woman pushed him away, the man with glasses crouched beside the old man but hesitated.

Dissatisfaction arose from the people around.

“Lives are at stake, hurry up!”

“You’re supposed to be a doctor; stop dawdling.”

However, the man with the glasses just looked embarrassed and then spread his hands helplessly, saying, “I need dical tools to proceed.”

But at that mont, a cold voice rang out:

“You’re not a doctor at all, are you?”

At these words, the man with glasses went pale, the surrounding crowd showed sudden realization, and the beautiful woman was shocked, staring at him until he got goosebumps.

“Co out!

Who says I’m not a doctor?

Show yourself!” the man with glasses called out in panic.

“I said it.”

Fang Yi parted the crowd and ca forward.

“Kid, what makes you say I’m not a doctor?” the man with glasses said angrily.

“The old man is having a heart attack, and you’re not administering first aid; instead, you’re wasting ti here.

Would a real doctor be this stupid?” Fang Yi said with a cold smile, then squatted down beside the old man.

Fang Yi then ignored the man with glasses’ angry gaze and turned to the beautiful woman.

Even Fang Yi couldn’t help but be startled by her beauty.

The woman appeared to be around thirty, wearing a black dress, with a full figure and alluring curves.

She radiated a mature and enticing aura, her face was exquisitely beautiful, sowhat demure, and her anxiety induced a sense of sympathy.

“Ma’am…

Sister?

You ca out with the old man, you must have brought his dicine, right?” Fang Yi asked.

The beautiful woman shook her head, her eyes brimming with tears, and said, “It’s all my fault, I ca out with my father-in-law and thought I brought the dicine but…

but…”

Fang Yi quickly consoled her, smiling and saying, “So you didn’t bring it, it’s okay, I’m here.”

Seeing the smile on the young man’s face, the beautiful woman was stunned.

The next mont, Fang Yi placed his palms upon the old man’s chest, not pressing hard, but directing his true energy through his palms.

Fang Yi knew dical skills, and therefore had a hundred percent certainty when it ca to ergency first aid for sudden heart attacks.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Fang Yi continued this pressing motion a few tis, until suddenly, the old man who had been unconscious arched his back, coughed loudly several tis, and slowly opened his eyes.