Chapter 295: Chapter 295 Kneeling for Forgiveness
Outside the Tang Family’s main gate, Tang Qian, fuming with anger, dragged Yang Fei away.
Sun Weimin followed behind with Sun Lei, continuously advising, "Wife, calm down first, don’t act impulsively. We’ve finally made up our minds to reconcile with the family, how can we let anger drive us away?"
"Leilei, persuade your mom."
Sun Lei pouted and said, "I don’t want to, they all bully Mom, not one of them is good."
Yang Fei burst into hearty laughter.
Sun Weimin sighed inwardly and shook his head.
If this matter wasn’t handled properly, when the old master passed away, Tang Qian would harbor a lifetime of regret.
He held a high position and had a broad vision and a big heart. He quickly grabbed Yang Fei and said, "Yang Fei, consider it a plea from Brother Sun, don’t leave."
Yang Fei looked at Sun Weimin.
Sun Weimin sincerely said, "Tang Qian has been at odds with her family for over a decade. If she leaves now, she might never see her father again. When her father dies, she’ll regret it. Do you understand?"
Yang Fei fell silent.
For him, family ties were the most important, so Sun Weimin’s words moved him.
Even though the Tang Family members were all eccentric, they were indeed Tang Qian’s maternal relatives.
"Yang Fei, ignore him, let’s go," Tang Qian, also very stubborn, said without looking back.
Just then, Tang Zheng and Tang Yao ran out after them.
Tang Zheng, a man in his fifties, found it hard to swallow his pride and apologize to Yang Fei. Instead, he directly addressed Tang Qian, "Little sister, I was wrong just now for my bad attitude, I apologize. Please come back."
Tang Qian’s eyes reddened, and she stopped in her tracks.
Stubborn as she was, her heart was soft. As long as someone bowed their head and she had a way out, she was willing to step down graciously.
Tang Zheng, with Tang Yao in tow, came up to the group. Tang Zheng immediately scolded Tang Yao, "You good-for-nothing, haven’t you apologized to your younger aunt and Doctor Yang yet!"
Tang Yao: ...
That’s not how you dump your son in the mire.
It was clearly you who started it, and I was just backing you up.
So why has the task of apologizing fallen on me now?
Although dissatisfied inwardly, Tang Yao knew his father’s pride mattered more, and he couldn’t apologize lightly to others.
So, suppressing his displeasure, Tang Yao bowed his head to Tang Qian and said, "Younger aunt, I’m sorry, it was my fault just now. It’s not easy for you to come back, so please don’t act rashly. Let’s go home. Grandpa sent us to fetch you, he still cares about you, his youngest daughter."
These final words thoroughly broke down Tang Qian’s defenses, softening her heart instantly. She looked at Tang Zheng and said, "Big brother, you can treat me however you want, but you cannot be so rude to my guests, nor can you let my man and child be wronged."
Tang Zheng frowned.
He instinctively disliked Sun Weimin.
But Yang Fei was someone they needed to retain. So he cleared his throat, sidestepping Tang Qian’s words, and addressed Yang Fei, "Doctor Yang... Doctor Yang, we offended you just now, please forgive our crude behavior. Our father has served the country and has suffered from this illness for decades. You are a doctor, with a doctor’s benevolence, please help treat our father."
Yang Fei chuckled: "Are you trying to guilt me with medical ethics?"
Tang Zheng’s pupils contracted slightly as he watched Yang Fei with an imposing air.
Yang Fei met his gaze.
Tang Zheng’s heart tightened; this young man was no ordinary person, standing fearless even under his intense gaze.
Yet he carried no sharp aura about him. Why was that?
"Is this how the Tangs apologize and ask for favors?" Yang Fei swept a glance at the father and son duo, smiling faintly.
Tang Zheng’s heart sank, cursing that things were going badly. He quickly shot an angry look at Tang Yao.
Tang Yao’s heart leapt, frightened.
His father was angry.
As if realizing something dreadful, Tang Yao immediately bowed ninety degrees to Yang Fei and apologized, "I’m sorry, Mr. Yang, I was too childish before and offended you. Please forgive me."
Yang Fei watched him without a word.
Tang Yao felt the ferocity in his father’s eyes and, gritting his teeth, he knelt down directly, "Please, I beg you!"
His heart was full of shame and regret.
If only he had known, he wouldn’t have offended this kid; it was truly a huge embarrassment.
But if he didn’t kowtow and apologize to bring this kid back home, his father would definitely beat him to death.
Seeing Tang Yao kneel down to apologize, Yang Fei was somewhat surprised.
After all, the attitude of the Tangs had been clear before, each one arrogant and haughty, as if everyone should flatter and plead with them.
For such people to kowtow and apologize was as unlikely as the sun rising in the west.
However, Yang Fei didn’t immediately forgive them but instead turned to Sun Weimin and said, "Brother Sun, what do you think we should do?"
Sun Weimin’s heart stirred, and he looked at Yang Fei with gratitude.
Sure enough, both Tang Zheng and Tang Yao, father and son, were looking anxiously at Sun Weimin.
Tang Qian’s anger had long since dissipated, and now, seeing that Yang Fei was giving her husband the choice, she too couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed with gratitude.
Yang Fei truly was a great benefactor to her family.
The debt of gratitude owed to him would take a lifetime to repay.
"Ahem, little uncle, please speak a word for us. Grandfather has been tormented by illness for decades, and now he is getting old, he might not be able to withstand it this time," Tang Yao glanced at his father and saw that his father turned his head away, clearly reluctant to plead with Sun Weimin, he knew it all fell on him again.
It was too much to bear.
Not only having to kowtow and apologize to a young man of almost his own age but now having to beg a little uncle whom most of the Tang Family disdained.
Such an embarrassment.
Suppressed!
In the past, it was always others who pleaded with him, who looked to him for approval, but today he had become the one to plead!
Sun Weimin, who worked within the system and held a high position, was particularly adept at reading situations, and he knew that the Tangs, father and son, were not convinced in their hearts; otherwise, it would have been Tang Zheng speaking to him, not Tang Yao.
But he could understand.
The Sun Family and the Tang Family had a deep-seated enmity from years past, and it was difficult to expect the two families to suddenly drop their animosity.
It would have to be one step at a time.
He went over and helped Tang Yao to his feet, saying, "We are all family; there’s no need to speak as if we are strangers."
Tang Yao’s mouth twitched.
Since we are family, why didn’t you stop me when I was kneeling just now?
Sun Weimin said to Yang Fei, "Yang Fei, it’s not easy for you to come here, please go back and take a look at Qianqian’s father, it would be best if you could cure him."
Tang Qian was also nervously saying to Yang Fei, "Yes, Yang Fei, consider it a request from Sister Qian."
Yang Fei saw that the time was right, and not wanting to keep a stern face any longer, said, "For Brother Sun and Sister Qian’s sake, I’ll go take a look."
Tang Zheng and Tang Yao father and son immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Tang Zheng quickly made an inviting gesture to Yang Fei, saying, "Dr. Yang, please!"
Yang Fei hummed a response and, at the invitation of the father and son, everyone headed towards the Tang family’s living room again.
Tang Shuwan was waiting not far away, and seeing that Yang Fei had been persuaded to return, she too breathed a sigh of relief and smiled as she came forward to greet him.
The attitude of the other members of the Tang Family had changed.
Although many still harbored a begrudging mindset, they did not dare to show it, let alone speak with the same arrogance as before.
After Yang Fei returned to the living room, Tang Zhenbang himself stood up to welcome him, holding his fists together and saying, "I misspoke earlier; I hope you can forgive me."
To cure the pain, the elderly gentleman also had to lower his head.
Yang Fei did not give him a pleasant expression, and said indifferently, "This old problem of yours, when the pain flares up, do you feel as if there’s a worm inside your body continuously gnawing at your muscles and tendons? Like it’s ripping your flesh apart, devouring your spirit?"
Tang Zhenbang’s face lit up with excitement, nodding repeatedly as he said, "Yes, yes, young man, can you treat it?"
Yang Fei spoke gravely, "Find a quiet place, and I will take a closer look."