Godly Dragon Guard

After the two chatted for a while, Liu Qingyi left the clinic.

The clinic was empty. Shen Lang felt a little bored and planned to close the clinic.

Anyway, he has plenty of money now, so there is no need to continue opening this clinic.

"Ring ring ring".

At this moment, the office phone suddenly rang.

Shen Lang asked Liu Xiaoxiao to spread the phone number in the clinic among the upper class circles.

Shen Lang felt that someone should be consulting him about medical treatment. He had nothing to do anyway, so he picked up the phone and dialed.

"Hello."

"Are you the miracle doctor?" The voice on the other end of the phone sounded unusually cold. It was a woman's voice, and it gave people a very cold feeling.

"Yes, please tell me something." Shen Lang shouted.

"Hmph, can you really treat any disease? Can you cure any disease?" the other party continued to ask.

"I can treat all diseases that normal people suffer from, but my treatment is very expensive. I won't treat you without money." Shen Lang said impatiently.

"Doctors save lives and heal the wounded. You ask others for money before you start seeing a doctor. I think you are a liar!" A scolding voice came from the other end of the phone.

Shen Lang shrugged and hung up the other party's call decisively. This woman's attitude was too bad.

He does not deny that doctors hang pots to help the world, nor does he think it is wrong to hang the pots to help the world, but Shen Lang is not interested in hanging the pots to help the world.

Not long after, Shen Lang was about to close the clinic when two women suddenly came outside the door.

Seeing one of the stunning beauties wearing a black sweater, Shen Lang raised his eyebrows.

"Hongyue, is that you?"

"Shen Lang." When Hong Yue saw Shen Lang, the corners of her mouth curved, and a hint of joy rose in her heart.

"Yueer, is he the lover of your dreams?" A beautiful woman next to Hongyue asked coldly.

"Master..." Hongyue's pretty face showed a hint of blush.

"Master?" Shen Lang was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the beautiful woman next to Hongyue, his eyes slightly narrowed. This woman's cold aura could not help but make people take notice.

The beauty is Hong Yue’s master Feng Luan.

Feng Luan was wearing a long white dress, and her temperament was extremely stunning. Her facial features were pink and delicate, her skin was as white as snow, her body had perfect curves, and her pair of tall breasts were even more impressive.

However, this stunning beauty has a very cold aura, and her delicate face has a trace of coldness and sharpness that cannot be removed.

Feng Luan's voice sounded familiar to Shen Lang. It was the same as the voice of the woman who called him just now. It turned out that the other party actually came to the door.

Before Shen Lang could ask, Feng Luan said calmly: "I am Hong Yue's master, and my name is Feng Luan."

Since he is Hong Yue's master, Shen Langke said politely: "My name is Shen Lang, Hong Yue told me about you."

Feng Luan looks to be about the same age as the girl, and can be called a stunning beauty in the world.

Shen Lang concluded that she was also a martial artist and was very strong, but Shen Lang felt that Feng Luan was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, which was a bit strange, as if she was seriously ill.

The life span of martial arts cultivators is longer than that of ordinary people. The life span of martial arts cultivators in Wenjing is one hundred and fifty years old, and the life span of martial arts cultivators in the late Wenjing period is nearly two hundred years old.

If Feng Luan were a martial artist in Wenjing, it would be normal for her to look young.

Shen Lang smacked his tongue a little, as he had met too many masters of questioning during this period.

"Mr. Shen, the spiritual crystal I owe you will definitely be returned to you." Feng Luan said lightly.

Previously, Hongyue asked Shen Lang to give her a spiritual crystal, saying that her master Feng Luan was poisoned by a strange poison and that only by swallowing spiritual crystals or pseudo-spiritual crystals could she survive.

Seeing that the other party was suddenly polite, Shen Lang also shook his head: "Since it is Master Hongyue, there is no need to be so polite."

Feng Luan remained silent and looked at Shen Lang for a few times. Her eyes were a little cold, which made Shen Lang uncomfortable.

Feng Luan had a bad impression of Shen Lang because Hong Yue told her that this man named Shen Lang took away Hong Yue's first time.

Moreover, Feng Luan also knew from Hong Yue that there was more than one woman around Shen Lang.

Feng Luan just dialed the number of Shen Lang Clinic. In her mind, the real miracle doctor should be an immortal doctor who can help the world by hanging a pot. There is no miracle doctor who can ask for money.

When she saw Shen Lang's clinic again, Feng Luan was already very disappointed.

I didn’t expect Hongyue’s lover to be such a charlatan! Feng Luan felt that it was necessary to wake up Hong Yue and not let this silly girl sink any further.

"Shen Lang, in addition to coming to see you this time, I also want you to see my master's illness. I heard about the clinic you opened a few days ago, so I brought my master here." Hong Yue said softly.

In the past few days, some high-end wealthy circles have been spreading rumors about auctions and miracle doctors. Hongyue followed the information posted by Tianrong International on the Internet and found Shen Lang's clinic.

At Hongyue's strong request, Feng Luan accompanied her to Huahai City.

"Forget it Yue'er, he can't cure my disease." Feng Luan grabbed Hong Yue's arm and shook her head.

"Master, you haven't let Shen Lang take a look yet, how do you know whether he can cure you?" Hong Yue frowned.

"Yue'er, let's go." Feng Luan frowned, her starry eyes showing a trace of undetectable disappointment.

She would rather believe that the fortune teller on the street is a god than believe that Shen Lang is a miracle doctor.

Shen Lang felt a little unhappy at being looked down upon by the other party, and simply said: "Miss Feng, you can go by yourself. Yue'er is my woman, please keep her."

Feng Luan glanced at Shen Lang and snorted coldly: "Mr. Shen, there are many women around you, right? I hope you won't pester Yue'er!"

"Miss Feng, although you are Yue'er's master, you have no right to interfere with her freedom of love." Shen Lang chuckled.

"Master, Shen Lang is not the kind of man you imagined!" Hongyue said through her teeth.

"Yue'er, please listen to my advice, this man is not a good person!" Feng Luan frowned.

Shen Lang became even more upset and shouted: "Miss Feng, it's the first time we meet and you attack my life. This is too rude."

"That's a little rude, but I'm warning you, don't play with Yue'er again." Feng Luan snorted coldly.

Shen Lang felt a little angry and said, "What are you kidding about? You just talk nonsense indiscriminately. Your IQ as a master is simply zero!"

"What did you say..." Feng Luan's pretty face turned blue and white, and she was speechless.

Hongyue stepped forward to persuade her: "Shen Lang, don't be angry, my master...she is just worried about me. But please...save my master!"

After saying that, Hongyue almost knelt down.

Shen Lang frowned, hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, and sighed: "Yue'er, you don't have to be like this. Okay, I promise you."

Feng Luan's pretty face showed a trace of sadness, she shook her head and sighed: "Silly girl, since you believe in him so much, master will give him face. If this man is not a miracle doctor but a liar, master hopes that you will not have any contact with him in the future!"

"If you want treatment, just come in." Shen Lang was in a bad mood. Did he look like a liar?

Hongyue and Feng Luan walked into the clinic.

"Hmph, Divine Doctor Shen, can you tell that I'm sick?" Feng Luan said coldly.

"able."

"What's the disease?" Feng Luan's beautiful eyes narrowed.

Shen Lang remained silent.

From the first moment he saw Feng Luan, Shen Lang felt that this woman was extraordinary.

This woman is very cold, but not indifferent or cold, but a kind of coldness.

Moreover, the aura on Feng Luan's body was sometimes strong and weak, which made Shen Lang very confused, but it reminded him of a possibility. (To be continued)