My family went bankrupt?

The surrounding crowd parted, and countless bodyguards in black suits surged in like a tide.

Zhuang Xin, along with the attackers, was completely surrounded.

The imposing, burly men made one's scalp tingle and heart pound.

"How is he?"

Nie Han'er emerged from the crowd, looking at the miserably battered Zhuang Xin on the ground, her expression chillingly cold.

As Nie Han'er spoke...

Several medical personnel in white uniforms brought down various instruments.

After more than ten seconds...

"Heartbeat normal! Temperature normal! The bones in his lower back are slightly fractured, and there's a cut."

The medical staff checked him step by step.

The crowd around them grew larger and larger.

All sorts of luxury cars filled the street.

"Who... who is this? Nie Han'er, the business genius Nie Han'er."

"And look at the entrance to the street, the person who just got out of the car..."

"Holy crap! Who do I see? Zhu Zuo, the most famous real estate tycoon, what's he doing here?"

Exclamations echoed through the street, and the onlookers' eyes widened.

Everyone was utterly bewildered as to why so many influential figures had suddenly appeared, all gathered around a young man who looked unfashionably dressed. This person, who would normally disappear in a crowd, should have been just an ordinary office worker, right?

"Miss Han'er, is my brother alright?" Zhu Zuo approached, leading a group of imposing bodyguards who surrounded the area. He scanned the surroundings, his voice cold and laced with killing intent. "Until today's matter is clarified, no one leaves!"

The man who had driven the car into Zhuang Xin was terrified, his scalp numb. What was he seeing?

Nie Han'er, Zhu Zuo... these two were absolute powerhouses who could shake the city with a stomp.

Either one of them could crush him with a single finger.

Yet, figures like them had suddenly appeared here, seemingly all for this unremarkable young man on the ground. How was this possible?

He couldn't believe it was real.

"It was him, he hit him, it has nothing to do with us."

"Yeah, I was just speaking up for this kid earlier, and this guy, without asking any questions, started hitting me too."

The accusations from the crowd made the driver's face turn even paler.

Not far away, a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses glanced at the license plate of the BMW and sent a message. In just over ten seconds, the owner's information for that vehicle was sent to his phone. He slowly stepped forward and spoke, "Li Yao, twenty-one years old, son of the Vice President of Huarán Medical Company, holds a management position at Huarán Medical Company. Besides his parents, he has an older sister..."

Staring at the man with gold-rimmed glasses who recited his information as if he knew it by heart, Li Yao felt his soul scatter. He instinctively stumbled to the ground. "You... how could you possibly know all that?"

"It's nothing, I just had someone trace the license plate," the man with gold-rimmed glasses stepped aside and said to Zhu Zuo, "Boss, this is all the information for now. If you want to know more, I'll have people investigate in detail."

"No need. No matter who he is, he hit my brother, and he's not leaving today," Zhu Zuo said with a cold smile, tugging at his suit.

"However, Boss, there's another piece of information here that you might find interesting." The man with gold-rimmed glasses opened a newly received file. "This Li Yao is actually a high school classmate of Young Master Zhuang."

"Young Master Zhuang?" Li Yao, who had collapsed to the ground, felt like he had grasped a lifeline. He frantically searched his mind for the names of his high school classmates, finally recalling a student he used to bully frequently.

"Zhuang Xin? Could it be him?"

Li Yao fearfully lowered his head and examined Zhuang Xin's features closely, finally seeing a hint of familiarity in his outline.

"It really is Zhuang Xin. He... he's actually Zhu Zuo's brother, and he knows Nie Han'er."

"I... I'm Young Master Zhuang's classmate. It's a misunderstanding, there must be some mistake. Please wait... I'll explain to Young Master Zhuang, please give me a chance!" Li Yao scrambled to his feet and knelt before the two men.

"A chance?" Zhu Zuo lowered his head and said gravely, "There are no more chances. No matter who you are, if you hit my brother, you will pay the price. However, since you are my brother's classmate, I can spare your dog life."

"Boss Zhu, Miss Han'er, Young Master Zhuang's lower back bones appear to be fractured. The equipment here is insufficient for surgery; he needs to go to a professional hospital!"

The doctor, who had been kneeling on the ground, removed his mask and spoke.

"Can he be cured? Will there be any lasting effects?" Nie Han'er's expression grew even colder upon hearing this.

"Miss Nie Han'er, please rest assured. As long as the equipment is sufficient, I will perform the surgery myself, and there will be no problems."

"Then thank you, Doctor Wu Nan." Nie Han'er nodded.

The surrounding crowd let out another gasp.

"Wu Nan? One of Huaguo's top doctors, rumored to teach at Celestial Medical Academy. He rarely makes house calls, and he's here?"

"It's him? Eight years ago, a billionaire worth tens of billions offered him a staggering fifty million a year to be his personal doctor, but Wu Nan refused."

The onlookers swallowed hard, their perception of Nie Han'er becoming even more terrifying.

"Miss Nie Han'er, we'll take Young Master Zhuang now." Wu Nan put on his mask, waved, and the medical personnel carefully lifted Zhuang Xin onto a stretcher and pushed him into the ambulance.

With the siren blaring, the ambulance sped away.

Nie Han'er waved, and a leading bodyguard approached. "Miss."

"Yes, take half the men and keep an eye on Zhuang Xin. Don't let any more accidents happen," Nie Han'er instructed.

The head bodyguard nodded heavily. "Miss, rest assured, we won't let Young Master Zhuang be harmed in the slightest."

He then led a group of people to follow the ambulance.

As for Li Yao, who was still on the ground banging his head, no one paid him any attention.

Nie Han'er turned to Zhu Zuo. "You should go back first. I'll handle things here!"

"How can I do that? Zhuang Xin and I are like brothers who'd die for each other. With something this serious happening to him, you want me to leave?" Zhu Zuo snorted coldly. However, seeing Nie Han'er's icy expression, he finally nodded. He glanced at Li Yao on the ground, gave a sinister smile, and turned to get into a luxury car.

He hadn't said anything in front of Nie Han'er, but that didn't mean he wouldn't do anything.

After sitting quietly for a moment, the man with the wire-rimmed glasses got into the car. Only then did Zhu Zuo look outside and say calmly, "Have someone take care of it."

"Don't worry, Boss Zhu, I understand!"

After a brief exchange, the line of luxury cars finally departed.

After these people left, Li Yao, who was still kneeling and banging his head, received a phone call.

He answered it and heard his mother's wails. "Come back quickly! Your father's company, whose stock was always soaring, has just had serious quality issues exposed. A large number of investors have withdrawn their funds, causing a market crash. The stock has plummeted to the bottom in a matter of moments, losing tens of millions. You know, that was money your father borrowed! The family is ruined..."

"What? The stock suddenly dropped, losing tens of millions?" Li Yao, with blood still on his forehead, froze in place, shouting as if he'd lost his mind, "My family is ruined? Tens of millions... ruined, ruined..."

Nie Han'er remained silent for a moment, said nothing more, and got into her own luxury car, heading towards the hospital.

On the street, only Li Yao continued to bang his head and cry.