The Rich Second Generation Villain’s Father

Qin Shijie thought that his Dad must have gone crazy.

For some reason, he came to the hospital today, took out a bunch of silver needles, and said he would treat his leg?

What kind of joke was that?

His leg had already undergone surgery. Was there any other way to treat it?

With just a few silver needles, could his Dad heal it even faster?

But as he saw his Dad beginning to remove all the bandages on his leg, it didn't seem like he was simply joking.

Qin Shijie felt a little panicked.

"Dad, are you sure you’re going to do this?"

"Of course. I know acupuncture, which was an ancestral medical technique of our Qin family. I wouldn’t have disclosed it if I didn’t have the need to."

Qin Tian casually blurted out.

"Ancestral medical technique? Is it true? Didn't you say before that our ancestors were specialized in business? Since when did they turn into doctors?"

"Cut the crap, if I said it is true, it would likely be true! If you talk back to me again, I might stick the needle in the wrong position and you would become disabled for your entire life…"

"What?… I would be disabled for my entire life?"

As he heard of the consequences which were quite serious, Qin Shijie's complexion turned white with fear, "Is it actually that serious?"

He wanted to say more, but now he didn’t dare to.

However… He feared that when these needles stuck in his leg, it would be quite painful.

He wouldn’t be able to bear it.

On the contrary, not only was the acupuncture not painful, he even felt a tingling sensation.

Didn’t this sensation reduce the pain he previously had?

Qin Tian carefully applied the needles. Only when Qin Shijie's broken leg was completely spread with silver needles, he stopped.

There were 63 silver needles in total.

Not more, not less.

Obviously, this was the ability he obtained from the Poison Medicine technique called Nine Yin Divine Needles.

Injecting his true qi into the silver needles, and sticking them into the patient's acupuncture points, he moistened the body with his true qi to heal the patient's injuries.

The more needles he used, the larger the power consumption would be.

With Qin Tian's current ten-year true qi, he could manage up to 63 needles.

This technique was previously used to put the enemy into misery.

Breaking the opponent's leg and then healing it after a short time, then breaking and healing it again.

By repeating these steps, the enemy would continue to experience endless pain.

But at this time, Qin Tian was using it to treat Qin Shijie.

Why should Qin Tian treat Qin Shijie and not let him get better by himself?

This was actually quite understandable.

There were probably two reasons for that.

One was that Qin Shijie was after all his blood-related son, and another was that there was more than one protagonist in this world.

Since there was more than one protagonist, Qin Shijie, being a wealthy second-generation Villain would more likely encounter the protagonist. How could he let him stay in the hospital alone?

According to the structure in Qin Tian's mind, wherever the protagonist goes, he would attract hatred.

And his son, being the wealthy second-generation Villain, would naturally attract the protagonist’s hatred.

So by treating Qin Shijie and letting him wander, he might be able to attract a few more protagonists for himself.

"Dad? This acupuncture, is it really from our family's ancestral lineage?"

Qin Shijie feeling the tingling sensation on his leg seemed to somewhat believe Qin Tian's words.

"You're doubting me?"

"No, I just find it too hard to believe."

"Well, since you asked, then I'll tell you a secret."

"A secret?" Qin Shijie froze, "What secret?"

Qin Tian nodded, then began to fool him: "Actually, this world isn’t as simple as it appears.

"Outside the city, in the deep forests of the mountains, there are other-worldly people who exist.

"This medical skill of mine was taught by those other-worldly experts?

"Even your grandfather doesn’t know of this ability of mine. So, don’t tell others unless you have to.

"I’d better not tell it even to your grandfather. If not, it would lead to unnecessary trouble."

"Okay, I'll remember!"

Qin Shijie felt what his Dad told him was a bit dreamy, but he subconsciously nodded his head.

He felt as if his leg seemed to be actually recovering?

[Ding! Earning your son's admiration, slightly altered the plot direction, rewarding 300 Villain points.]

"Well, there’s still hope in this kid."

Qin Tian nodded his head in satisfaction.

***

With his own son who could now attract the protagonist's hatred, Qin Tian was quite satisfied.

When all of his silver needles were inserted, Qin Tian began to count the time.

After about half an hour had passed, he withdrew these needles and left.

Qin Shijie actually felt his leg showing obvious signs of recovery?

For a moment, he was dazed seeing his Dad.

He didn't know how to describe his current mood.

Qin Tian didn't care what he thought.

Because back in the ward just then, he received a phone call.

To him, this phone call was very important.

So after he left the ward, he let Old Li drive and arrived at the People’s Park.

At night, the People’s Park was quiet.

At the entrance of the People's Park, there stood a decoration worker in his thirties, wearing a yellow hat.

After Qin Tian arrived here, he directly greeted him to come into the car.

After the worker got in and closed the car door, Qin Tian threw him a stack of documents.

"Here is the information about the Tang family, take a look at it first…"

"President Qin, is there anything you need?"

"Don't let anyone know that I had done it. Don't just use violent means like beating, intimidation, kidnapping. You just need to destroy their residence."

"No problem!" The worker smiled confidently, "But I need half a million yuan for it."

"Old Li, send one million into his card."

"Yes, President Qin."

"President Qi, you sure are a very quick man."