I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

"Mr. Zhang, did you encounter some kind of accident?" Hong Yi asked anxiously, but a moment later, she dismissed the possibility. With Ye Yin by Zhang Menglong's side, it was highly unlikely anything would happen to him unless the Earth was destroyed.
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"I'm fine, I just encountered a scammer who's now lying on the ground refusing to leave. My car isn't equipped with a dash cam, and many intersections in Dongji City don't have surveillance cameras, making it hard to clarify things right away."

"So that's what happened? During the festive season, too—it's really upsetting," Hong Yi sighed, "So, you're planning to..."

"He claimed he was seriously injured, right? I'll take him for a full-body examination, from head to toe, including gastroscopy, colonoscopy, and prostate exams—I'll have them check everything!"

"Pfft!" Hong Yi caught on to Zhang Menglong's intention—he was planning to completely overwhelm the other party!

"Rest assured, in every city around the world you have your own private hospital because you grew up in Dongji City. The medical equipment and personnel here are top-level, second only to your private hospital in Jiangnan City."

"Good, then have someone come over quickly!"

Zhang Menglong put down the phone and looked at the rogue lying on the ground with a cold sneer, "I've already called the hospital. An ambulance will be here soon, and then you'll be taken for a full-body examination!"

Zhang Menglong deliberately emphasized the words "full body," "If there's any issue, blame it all on me."

The old rogue's face suddenly darkened. He knew his own body well; apart from some minor stomach issues, he was very healthy. Being hit by a car couldn't possibly cause stomach problems, could it?

If he went to the hospital, the examination results would definitely not be in his favor. He had only wanted to extort some money and leave quickly.

He had previously used this method to extort many people from out of town, but most of these people were just passing through and would typically choose to pay some money to avoid further trouble. Who would waste time accompanying him to the hospital for unnecessary examinations?

"I think that won't be necessary. With the pandemic being so severe now, it would be wrong to waste public medical resources. Let's go to the hospital on our own," the middle-aged man's son immediately said.

"It's not a waste," Zhang Menglong laughed, "The hospital I contacted is my own private one, so it won't waste any social resources at all."

"What? A private hospital? Then we definitely shouldn't go," the young man seemed to find a good excuse, "Who knows if the doctors in a private hospital are reliable? My dad's already been hit this badly, and if we encounter an incompetent doctor and something goes wrong, can you afford that?"

"There's nothing in the world I can't afford," Zhang Menglong sneered, "I'm just worried you can't handle it!"

"How can you talk like that when someone's been hit and can't even get up? And you're still here making light of it?"

"So what if you are rich!"

"What's happening here? What's happening?"

Just then, a police car stopped at the intersection, and two young auxiliary officers got out.

"Comrades, there's been an accident here!"

"Yes, look, they've hit someone so bad they can't get up!"

"Officer, this kind of person must be arrested and locked up for a few days. They think they can hit someone just because they have some money. When we came over, they were still sitting in their car, not even bothering to come down and check."

The two auxiliary officers approached Zhang Menglong and looked him up and down. They had a feeling this young man seemed somewhat familiar.

"Name!"

"Zhang Menglong"

"Zhang..." The officer taking the statement suddenly froze. He was still under thirty and kept up with the information age. This name was probably known by few in Huaxia.

"Zhang... Mr. Zhang?" Hearing Zhang Menglong's name, the officer's attitude became more cautious.

"No problem, ask what needs to be asked. If I've really broken the law, then handle it as it should be handled!"

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang, for your cooperation." The officer sighed with relief. Fortunately, Zhang Menglong wasn't an unreasonable person, otherwise, they really wouldn't have known what to do.

"Did you hear that? The young man just now said his name is Zhang Menglong!"

"Zhang Menglong? Isn't he the wealthiest man in the world?"

"Yes! My son told me a few days ago!"

"No wonder he drives such a car at such a young age!"

"What's the use of being the richest man in the world? Does that mean if the richest man hits someone, he doesn't have to take responsibility?" The middle-aged man's son suddenly felt uneasy, but the play had already started, and it had to be seen through.

"Mr. Zhang, please explain the situation."

"What else is there to say? It's a scam," Zhang Menglong spread his hands. "Unfortunately, my car doesn't have a dashcam, and there are no surveillance cameras at this intersection either, so I really can't provide any evidence."

"That makes things difficult," the auxiliary police officer said. Without evidence, and each party sticking to their story, it's very hard to resolve.

"So I've already called an ambulance. We'll just go and get checked out," Zhang Menglong pointed, "Ah, here it comes!"

At that moment, a dozen ambulances consecutively stopped by the roadside, leaving the onlookers utterly perplexed.

"What's going on? Why are there so many ambulances for just one injured person?"

A group of doctors, dressed in white coats and some quite elderly, orderly disembarked and jogged toward the crowd. "Could you please tell us which one of you is Mr. Zhang?"

"That would be me." Zhang Menglong said, "Thank you all for making the trip."

"It's only right!" several doctors nodded repeatedly. They received very high salaries, but seldom did they have to actually work, as their sole responsibility was to care for Zhang Menglong and his related persons.

"How many people did you bring?" Zhang Menglong was stunned by the scene.

"A total of 83 experts!" the leading doctor declared, "Miss Hong Yi instructed that your patient requires a full set of tests. We were worried about any mishaps during transit, so we all came."

"Officer, these are all doctors from their private hospital. But instead of curing the illness, they made my father's injury even worse!" the middle-aged man's son hurriedly said. "I think I should take my father to a regular hospital. Just give me the examination fee!"

"This..." The police officer didn't know how to handle the situation.

"Hello, officer," the first doctor handed over a small notebook, "my name is Cui Zhongwei, chief physician, PhD from Cambridge Medical Academy, specializing in cardiovascular diseases. Here is my qualification certificate, and this is our hospital's accreditation plaque!"

"Level Three top-tier!" The officer's eyes widened. Dongji City's largest public hospital was only a top-tier Level Three hospital, and that Zhang Menglong's private hospital even surpassed their largest public facility was impressive.

"Everyone, show your qualifications to the officer!"

"Yes, Mr. Zhang!"

A few dozen doctors lined up and approached the two auxiliary officers.

"Hello, comrade, my name is Wei Wei, graduated from Stanford University Medical Academy, chief psychiatrist."

"My name is Fang Wanke, graduated from Tokyo University Medical Academy, chief infectious disease physician."

"All from top-ten global medical academies? And all chief physicians?" The two officers, culturally aware, knew what that implied.

"My name is Lin Yue, graduated from MIT Medical Academy, chief urologist!"

"Lu Gan, chief proctologist!"

"Ding Qiu, chief mammologist!"

"Yu Meng, chief reproductive physician!"

"Jin Yao, chief gynecologist!"

...

"Mr. Zhang, this..." The expressions on the auxiliary officers' faces turned quite awkward. Even if someone was injured, just having an internal or orthopedic doctor would be sufficient, right?

"What's with the proctology, mammology, reproductive, and gynecology? This is downright absurd!"

"They said themselves they wanted a full-body checkup," Zhang Menglong said. "Although I'm wealthy, I'm not unreasonable. Since they want a checkup, I'll see it through!"

"Director Cui, how many checks does our hospital have altogether?"

"Are you asking about the routine ones or all of them?" Director Cui asked. "There are just five or six routine tests. If we're doing everything, our hospital has more than 14,000 tests."

"Then let's do those 14,000 tests!" Zhang Menglong declared righteously. "We absolutely must not miss any issues. Make sure you check thoroughly!"

"Very well, Mr. Zhang," Director Cui Zhongwei nodded, "let's send them to the inpatient department and start with the proctology exam today!"