Great Doctor Without Borders

Chapter 1352 IOU
Pu Jian said, "You mean, Sun Changli went to dig up his father's ashes?"

Xu Chunliang said: "Don't overestimate the bottom line of a gambler."

Huang Wanglin frowned and said, "I went to the funeral of Sun Laonian. He was buried in the suburbs, not in a cemetery."

Xu Chunliang suggested: "Why don't we just go there."

The reason that drove Xu Chunliang to go and find out the truth was that Sun Changli revealed in his words that his father Sun Laonian and Xue Renzhong had been in contact in the past. They were originally in the same business. Although they were in different places in the north and south, it was normal for them to have contact. However, it was a bit unusual that Xie Boxiang specifically inquired about this matter, especially after Xu Chunliang talked to Xie Boxiang about the cold jade coffin.

Xu Chunliang highly suspected that Sun Laonian was also involved in stealing the Hanyu Coffin with Xue Renzhong.

The cemetery where Sun Laonian is buried now was purchased by himself during his lifetime. Cemeteries in the suburbs like this were very cheap back then, and one could buy a piece of forest land for a few thousand dollars.

Huang Wanglin had attended Sun Laonian's funeral that year. He had a relative who was also buried there, so he remembered it very clearly. The three of them drove to the foot of the mountain and walked up the mountain road. Not long after they heard screams, and the voice was clearly that of Sun Changli.

Xu Chunliang asked Pu Jian to accompany Huang Wanglin and walk slowly over, while he walked forward quickly.

There were several graves in the cypress forest. Sun Changli was lying in front of one of the graves. Four big men were beating and kicking him. Sun Changli curled up, holding a porcelain jar tightly with both hands, wailing, "This is my father's grave. You hit the wrong person..."

The burly man in the lead kicked Sun Changli hard and said, "I'm going to hit you, you bastard. You dared to rob a tomb. Give me the things."

Sun Changli shouted: "My father is buried in here, it's none of your business."

One person said, "We are the cemetery managers, please hand over the ashes quickly." He reached out to grab them as he spoke.

Although Sun Changli was a gambler, he had been in society for so long that he had a very quick mind. He had long seen that the real purpose of the men was to snatch the urn from him, and he wailed, "Help! Help, help!"

The leading muscular man kicked Sun Changli in the face, causing his nose to bleed, and threatened, "Shut your stinky mouth and hand over the ashes quickly, or I'll beat you so hard that your parents won't recognize you."

Sun Changli hugged the porcelain jar tightly: "Kill me if you dare, or forget it!"

Several people surrounded it, some pulling its arms and some pulling its legs, trying to snatch the urn away.

Xu Chunliang arrived at this time and patted the sturdy man on the shoulder gently. As soon as the sturdy man turned around, his fist as big as a vinegar jar hit him hard in the face.

The four big men who claimed to be cemetery managers did not expect that a Cheng Yaojin would appear halfway. At first, when they saw that there was only Xu Chunliang, they thought they could take him down with their numbers, but they soon realized that the opponent's fist was too hard, as hard as rock. In comparison, they were not even worth a damn.

Xu Chunliang knocked the four men to the ground in no time, without even using any acupressure, and beat them so badly that they couldn't get up.

Sun Changli, with a bruised face and nose, sat up holding the urn, and asked in surprise and joy: "Mr. Xu...Mr. Xu, why are you here?"

At this time, Huang Wanglin also rushed over panting with the support of Pu Jian.

Sun Changli said, "Third Master, you have to make the decision for me!" He knelt down to Huang Wanglin holding his father's urn.

Pu Jian stepped forward and kicked one of them: "Who told you to do this?"

"We are the cemetery management..."

Before he could finish his words, Pu Jian kicked him again.

Xu Chunliang squatted down and grabbed the leading sturdy man by the shoulder. With a little force, the sturdy man screamed in pain like a pig being slaughtered: "Master, master, please be gentle... Ouch... It hurts... It hurts so much..."

Xu Chunliang asked: "Tell me, who asked you to come?"

"No... Ouch... I said... I said... it's... it's... Boss Zeng..."

"Zeng Yuanqing?"

"Yes Yes……"

Xu Chunliang let go.

Pu Jian said: "Should we call the police?"

Xu Chunliang waved his hand: "Get out of here!"

The four strong men wanted to leave quickly, but they were in too much pain from Xu Chunliang's punches and kicks. They supported each other and finally stood up, limping down the mountain.

Sun Changli said, "I guess I was right. My uncle Xie died in an unclear way. Maybe Zeng Yuanqing was the one who killed him."

Xu Chunliang glared at him and said, "You are not a good person either. You even dug up your own father's grave."

Sun Changli said: "I...I'm just curious."

Huang Wanglin sighed and turned away, meaning out of sight, out of mind.

Xu Chunliang also pointed at the porcelain jar out of curiosity. Sun Changli didn't know what he meant and thought Xu Chunliang was going to snatch it from him, so he took a step back in fear.

Pu Jian said: "No one wants to snatch this unlucky thing from you. If I don't let you see it, you will definitely not give up. Take a look at what's inside and bury your father as soon as possible."

Pu Jian was the most curious, he also wanted to see what was in Sun Laonian's urn. In fact, the three of them had the same idea, otherwise who would come here from so far away. Sun Changli opened the urn and took out the ashes wrapped in red cloth. He really found a plastic bag at the bottom of the urn, which contained a key, a bank deposit slip and an IOU. The IOU was written by Xie Boxiang, stating that he owed Sun Laonian two million yuan. The deposit slip and key were things that Sun Laonian had stored in the bank vault.

Sun Changli held the IOU and said excitedly: "Uncle Xie really owes me money."

Huang Wanglin, who had been standing with his back to you, sighed and said, "It was Master Xie who collected your father's ashes back then. He must have put these things in there himself. How could he owe your father money? He probably used this method to leave something for you legitimately."

Pu Jian said: "It seems that your father rented a safe deposit box in the bank. Maybe there are treasures in it."

Sun Changli was so excited about this unexpected fortune that he was shaking all over and couldn't speak clearly: "It should be...it should be..."

Xu Chunliang said: "The more valuable it is, the more trouble it will cause."

Pu Jian said: "That's right, some things are just too good to be true."

When Sun Changli heard the two people's words in unison, it was as if a bucket of cold water was poured over his head. He had just been beaten up. If Xu Chunliang had not appeared in time, even the urn would have been snatched away.

Seeing Xu Chunliang turning around to leave, Sun Changli hurried over and said, "Mr. Xu, please don't leave!"

Xu Chunliang said: "I can help you temporarily, but I can't help you forever. You should take care of yourself."

Pu Jian said: "You are right. Don't meddle in other people's business during the New Year, or you will get yourself into trouble."

Sun Changli could only pin his hopes on Huang Wanglin: "Third Master, you also know my father, and you are also a good friend of Master Xie. You can't just stand by and watch him die, right?"

Huang Wanglin said: "The most I can do is help you get the two million back. I can't take care of other things."

"We have to take care of it!" Sun Changli said, "How about this, you accompany me to take the things out of the safe, the money belongs to me, and you take the rest, okay?"

Xu Chunliang stopped and said, "You said so."

Sun Changli said, "I mean what I say. Even if you give me the things my father left behind, I have no place to cash them out. I just want money. You can help me as a good deed. I can't beat Zeng Yuanqing."

Pu Jian stretched out his hand.

Sun Changli didn't understand what he meant.

Pu Jian said: "Give me the key and the deposit slip, otherwise how can I believe your sincerity."

Huang Wanglin said: "Bury your father first."

As expected, Sun Laonian rented a safe deposit box in a bank before his death. Xie Boxiang was the only person who knew about it. Xie Boxiang also considered telling Sun Changli about it before his death, but he knew Sun Changli too well. No matter how much he gave him, he would still lose it in the end, so he was always hesitant.

When Sun Changli went to visit him on the first day of the new year this year, Xie Boxiang gave him some hints. Perhaps even Xie Boxiang himself did not expect that he would die so soon.

Sun Laonian deposited a "Nothing to Do" card and a gray bead in the bank safe, but no cash that Sun Changli expected.

Xu Chunliang, who accompanied Sun Changli to get the things, could tell at a glance that the Wu Shi Pai was carved from the Netherworld Cold Jade. As for the gray bead, although it looked inconspicuous, it was the priceless treasure, the Mermaid's Tear.

Sun Changli didn't know the value of the jade and grabbed it immediately. It felt like ice to the touch and chilled him to the bone.

Xu Chunliang said: "If I were you, I wouldn't touch this thing."

Sun Changli asked, "Is this cold jade? It's so cold."

Xu Chunliang said, "It's poisonous." He took both things. Of course, he would not take Sun Changli's things for nothing, so he promised to give him 500,000.

It can now be concluded that Sun Laonian was also one of the people who participated in stealing the cold jade coffin.

When leaving the bank, Huang Wanglin and Pu Jian also received news that the will and IOU left by Xie Boxiang had been authenticated by notes and fingerprints and confirmed to be authentic. Now the whole matter has become basically clear.

The will in Zeng Yuanqing's hand should be fake. Since Zeng Yuanqing dared to forge a will, perhaps Xie Boxiang's death was not that simple.

Xie Boxiang's mourning hall is still there, but no one comes to pay their respects. Only Zeng Yuanqing and his gang are waiting there. At least on the surface, Zeng Yuanqing, the disciple, has done his best.

Huang Wanglin used to feel very emotional, thinking that Xie Dayanpai was lucky to have this apprentice, but now he found that Zeng Yuanqing was also a two-faced guy. There was no doubt that he had tampered with the will and tried to seize Xie Boxiang's inheritance.

Huang Wanglin, accompanied by Xu Chunliang, Pu Jian and Sun Changli, came to Xie Boxiang's courtyard again. As one of the few good friends of Xie Boxiang during his lifetime, he had to stand up for his old friend.

Zeng Yuanqing remained respectful to his senior, even though he had already guessed Huang Wanglin's intention in advance.

Zeng Yuanqing said, "Third Master, why did you bring Sun Changli here this time? I wonder what you want to say?"

Sun Changli glared at Zeng Yuanqing, but this time he didn't say anything. This was also what Huang Wanglin had instructed in advance.

Huang Wanglin glanced at Sun Changli, and Sun Changli handed the IOU left by Xie Boxiang to Zeng Yuanqing.

Zeng Yuanqing took it and looked at it, then said softly, "It does look like my master's handwriting. I wonder where this IOU came from?"

(End of this chapter)