Master Head of the Dragon Soul novel Chapter 359

Shen Cong's face turned ashen all of a sudden. He nearly forgot how to breathe.

The bully who had beat up his wife and son and was about to be punished by his minions was actually Mr. Chu!

Wait… What's going on?

Shen Cong thought he was mistaken. He looked back at the photo his wife had sent him and compared it with the photo of "Mr. Chu" Ma Sanyuan had sent him. In case his eyes were playing tricks on him, he even slapped himself a dozen times to make sure he was fully conscious.

The more he looked at the photos, the deeper he fell into despair!

Chu Feng was really the mysterious "Mr. Chu", his boss's boss!

Shen Cong thought that fate had played the biggest prank on him. In a split second, he had fallen from heaven to the deepest depths of hell.

"Mr. Ma, are you sure this person is really Mr. Chu? Could you have been mistaken?" Shen Cong asked with a trembling voice. He was grasping at straws.

"Shen Cong, did you knock your head when you fell out of your bed this morning? I'm not going to be mistaken over something so simple," Ma Sanyuan said angrily.

Those words were like an explosion going off in his head. He sank into utter despair.

"Shen Cong, you sound like you're acquainted with Mr. Chu…" Ma Sanyuan could sense that something was amiss, and he became nervous. "Don't tell me… you've offended Mr. Chu?"

"N… No… How… How would I know who Mr. Chu is?" Shen Cong said with a trembling voice. He dared not tell Ma Sanyuan the truth.

"Heh, I thought so." Ma Sanyuan breathed a sigh of relief, though his tone of voice remained serious. "Remember to take good care of Mr. Chu and his family. Don't, and I repeat, don't even think of offending him! If you anger him, not only I won't be able to help you, but I'll be implicated as well! Heed my warning extremely seriously!"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Ma."

Shen Cong ended the call woodenly and let out a squeal. He had just dispatched Heizi and his men to teach Chu Feng a lesson!

"Does it hurt?" Chu Feng asked as he gently dabbed Yang Doudou's calf with a cotton ball soaked in rubbing alcohol.

Yang Doudou shook his head and said softly, "It doesn't hurt at all, Mr. Chu. I can't feel anything on my legs."

Chu Feng's heart wrenched. He gazed at Yang Doudou's innocent face and asked, "I'll use acupuncture to treat your legs in a while. Are you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid," Yang Doudou replied with a bright smile. "You're a good person, Mr. Chu. You're pricking me with needles because you can cure me. It's totally different from what Shen Hao did."

"You're a brave boy," Chu Feng said while patting Yang Doudou's head. "I'll definitely treat your legs this time, and you will stand up once more."

After saying that, he went to sterilize the silver needles and toasted the herbal concoction.

Duo Duo and Xiao Hu took out their favorite toys and snacks to cheer Yang Doudou up. They also promised to bring him to the amusement park once he was cured. That gave Yang Doudou hope to live on.