"Alright, let’s call Kangnai," Su Xuan said, picking up his phone to dial Director Ma. "Haha, Boss, good to hear from you!" Director Ma’s enthusiastic voice came through the receiver. "I’m honored that you thought of me so late at night!" "Send a car to Heaven Island Café on Finance Street," Su Xuan said, glancing over at Zhong Zhiping. "There’s someone here who is suspected of having a mental illness. We need an on-the-spot assessment." "Haha, and you’re calling me personally for such a small matter! No problem, I’ll send a car right away! I’ll even have our best psychiatrist go with it!" Not long after the call ended, a remarkably luxurious Kangnai medical vehicle pulled up outside the coffee shop. Four visibly excited female physicians got out and rushed inside. Upon entering, they didn’t even look for the patient; their eyes instinctively locked onto Su Xuan. "Good evening, Mr. Su!" "It’s a pleasure to see you!" They all greeted him in unison. This scene left Zhong Zhiping completely dumbfounded. What the hell? In just a few minutes, he actually got people from Kangnai to come over? Not only do they know him, but they’re also this respectful. Does he own Kangnai or something? He can’t be that powerful, can he? And this is just... putting me in an impossible situation! Only the Ning Yunshi sisters covered their mouths and giggled. As the joint managers of Su Xuan’s assets, they knew he was a shareholder in Kangnai. Otherwise, they would have been just as shocked. They shot Zhong Zhiping a look of schadenfreude. Let’s see how you’ll get out of this one! "It’s this gentleman," Su Xuan said, pointing at Zhong Zhiping. "He claims that due to extreme work pressure, he’s been suffering from a mental illness for several years. Why don’t you give him a quick on-the-spot examination?" He then gave the physicians a meaningful wink. "No problem!" The female physicians caught Su Xuan’s hint and immediately surrounded Zhong Zhiping, holding restraint straps in their hands. "What are you doing?" Zhong Zhiping’s facial muscles twitched. "Are you going to tie me up?" "Yes!" one of the physicians said seriously. "Patients with mental illness often have violent tendencies. This violence isn’t just directed at others, but also at themselves. For your safety and everyone else’s, we have to restrict your movements. After all, we need to draw your blood to check your biochemical indicators, and it wouldn’t be good if you had an extreme reaction!" Hearing they needed to draw blood, Zhong Zhiping bent his knees and jumped back. "Don’t touch me!" "Everyone, look! He’s already having an extreme reaction!" "Yes, he could become aggressive at any moment!" "Let’s restrain him quickly!" The four female physicians exchanged glances, charged forward together, and pinned Zhong Zhiping to a chair, binding him tightly with the restraints. "You’ve gone too far!" he yelled, struggling helplessly. "I’m going to file a complaint against you!" He felt incredibly humiliated. He had arrived so aggressively, but look at him now. Not only was he all alone, he was also tied up! To top it all off, he was the one who had demanded Kangnai give him an assessment! Where could he possibly go to argue his case? "We don’t have the equipment for X-rays or an MRI here, so we can’t monitor his brain activity," the lead physician instructed the others. "We’ll have to draw blood directly for a biochemical analysis. That should give us a preliminary conclusion as to whether he suffers from a mental illness." "Tourniquet is ready!" "Sterile vacuum blood collection tube is ready!" The other three physicians took various medical instruments out of their kit and began to close in on Zhong Zhiping. "Ahhh! Stop it, just let me go!" Zhong Zhiping shouted in fear. "I’m not sick! I’m really not sick at all! I just have hemophobia! I faint at the sight of blood!" "The patient is resisting the examination and insisting he isn’t ill," the lead physician noted calmly. "This is a common behavior among mental patients. Please proceed." The blood draw was complete. "Ouch! You people are ruthless!" Staring at the full syringe of blood, Zhong Zhiping felt his head spin, and his eyes rolled back into his head. The lead physician placed the blood collection tube into a square device they had brought with them. Soon, rows of data appeared on the device’s four-to-five-inch LCD screen, and a lab report printed out. "No obvious abnormalities," the lead physician said, shaking her head after examining the report. She handed it to Su Xuan and asked for instructions, "Mr. Su, the preliminary assessment is that the patient is normal. Do we need to conduct further verification?" Su Xuan nodded. "Continue." "Alright!" The lead physician nodded back. "For further verification, we’ll have to draw blood from his head. The closer the blood is to the brain, the more accurate the results!" With that, she personally retrieved a twenty-centimeter-long needle from the medical kit while giving the other three physicians a look. They immediately understood and moved to hold Zhong Zhiping’s head still. "Nooo! Don’t stick a needle in my head!" Zhong Zhiping shrieked, his legs trembling at the sight of the long needle. He worried that needle would turn him into an idiot! "Pause for a moment," Su Xuan said, raising a hand to the physicians. "Let me ask him a question first. If he isn’t honest, you can proceed." The physicians nodded and stepped back. Su Xuan looked at the sweating Zhong Zhiping and asked, "Why did you try to extort TQ?" "I wasn’t trying to extort you!" Zhong Zhiping cried, his face a mask of misery. "My company is on the verge of bankruptcy, and I desperately needed to recover funds to save it. I just wanted to withdraw the money I invested with TQ. That certificate of mental illness was a fake I paid someone to make for me! I’ve confessed everything, please, don’t torment me anymore!" "Then why did you also demand 10% in compensation?" Su Xuan pressed. "I don’t want it anymore, alright?" Zhong Zhiping pleaded pitifully. "Just return my two hundred million principal, and that’ll be fine." "We can’t return it," Ning Yunshi said, shaking her head. "If we terminate the contract before its term is complete, we won’t be able to answer to the audit department. We would face huge fines and might even be ordered to cease operations. The reputation we’ve built over many years would be damaged. The loss would be far greater than two hundred million!" "That’s right!" her sister Ning Yunge added. "Can’t you just hold on for three more months? Maybe borrow money to tide you over?" Zhong Zhiping replied bitterly, "I’ve tried borrowing, but the amount is too large. My friends can’t scrape that much together." "Yunshi, come here for a second." 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