Ten Fiancees Who Retired At The Beginning

Only then did Mu Xiaoyu know that the middle-aged perm woman in front of him was also Mr. Zhao's child.

"Mr. Zhao, you have to believe me, I am the attending physician at the People's Hospital, shouldn't this be false? How could I harm the old man?"

Mu Xiaoyu has a sincere face, she really wants to heal Elder Zhao.

"Where's the security guard? Get out of these two messengers right away!"

Zhao Juyan shouted at the people outside.

"You don't need to rush, let's go by ourselves." Feng Lin took Mu Xiaoyu's arm.

"Feng Lin, what are you doing? You obviously promised me!"

Mu Xiaoyu's eyes were a little red, and he stubbornly pulled Feng Lin to prevent him from leaving.

"Can't you see it? They didn't plan to treat at all, they just waited for the old man to die and divide the family property."

Feng Lin pointed to the people present, there were seven people, big and small.

Among them, there are three middle-aged people who look similar and should be brothers and sisters.

Two men and one woman.

All three of them are here, and there is a high probability that this is the case.

"Smelly boy! How do you talk? Come on! Get out!"

Zhao Juyan shouted with his throat.

Two security guards came from outside and strode towards Fenglin.

"go out!"

A middle-aged man sitting on the sofa stood up and waved to the security guard.

This middle-aged man is the youngest of the three middle-aged people. Wearing a brand-name suit, he looks only in his forties.

His name is Zhao Yue, the youngest son of Mr. Zhao.

"Zhao Yue, what do you mean? This kid insulted us, isn't it right for me to drive him away?"

Zhao Juyan asked with an unhappy expression.

"Sister, maybe someone really has a way?" Zhao Yue said with a smile.

"Doctor Mu, let me tell you the truth, I have found a better doctor, Professor of Contemporary Medicine, Zhang Kui."

Zhao Ji came over and said, "I believe Dr. Mu should have heard of it, right?"

"It turned out to be Master Zhang Kui?"

Mu Xiaoyu was shocked, this is a world-famous master of Chinese medicine.

He is currently a professor at the National Academy of Medicine, has many medical books, and has also refined some traditional medicines.

Among them are the most common fever and cold medicines.

"He just talked to me on the phone, thinking that the time should be up soon, how does Dr. Mu feel compared to Mr. Zhang Kui?"

Zhao Ji smiled faintly.

"Mr. Zhao, how can a junior like me dare to compare with contemporary masters, since that's the case, I'm relieved."

Mu Xiaoyu glanced at Feng Lin and whispered, "Look, I misunderstood others."

At this moment, an old man with a goatee walked outside the door.

He has a childlike appearance and is wearing ordinary black clothes.

Behind him, there were two women who were about 30 years old.

Seeing that they should be acting as nurses, the two women were carrying the medicine kits.

"Mr. Zhang Kui! You are finally here."

Zhao Ji saw the old man in front of him and immediately greeted him.

"Brother, how much did you spend, really invited Mr. Zhang Kui?"

Zhao Juyan also smiled.

"Zhao Yiqiang and I are old acquaintances, do you think money can please me?"

Zhang Kui gently stroked his beard, his face full of arrogance.

"Haha! Mr. Zhang Kui is right, how can a big person like you lack money."

Zhao Juyan followed with a smile, and she had also known this person.

Let alone their Zhao family, even the CEOs of the world's top 500 companies treat him respectfully.

This kind of doctor can save lives.

Nowadays, which big businessmen don’t want to live longer?

"Stop talking nonsense, let me see the patient."

Zhang Kui said lightly.

"Look at me, you have forgotten business, sir, please come with me!"

Zhao Ji smiled and led the way.

Zhang Kui and the two nurses behind him followed.

When Mu Xiaoyu saw this, he followed everyone behind."What are you doing? Mr. Zhang Kui is here, and you are not leaving?"

Zhao Juyan glared at Mu Xiaoyu and Feng Lin, dissatisfied.

"Mr. Zhang Kui, I am the attending physician at the local People's Hospital. I want to follow along and have a look, can I?"

Mu Xiaoyu lowered his head respectfully.

This is a true master, nationally certified, not much higher than Feng Lin.

She also wanted to see how strong this master really is.

"Such a young attending physician? Yes, but I can only see and cannot make a sound."

Zhang Kui said flatly.

"Thank you sir!"

Mu Xiaoyu was overjoyed.

Zhang Kui had already spoken, and Zhao Juyan was too embarrassed to say anything.

Feng Lin, who was regarded as Mu Xiaoyu, walked in as a matter of course.

The bedroom on the side of the villa opened the door and immediately smelled a smell of medicine.

On the hospital bed next to him, lies a bald old man with an oxygen tube on his nose.

As soon as Feng Lin walked in, he slapped his nose a few times.

As soon as I entered the door, I smelled those playing bugs.

Not surprisingly, this old man was not sick, but Zhonggu.

It seems that this so-called genius old man can't help it.

Zhao Yiqiang, who was lying on the hospital bed, glanced at the people who came in, his throat moved a few times, but only made a hoarse whine.

"Old Zhao! Stop talking, let me take a look."

Zhang Kui walked over, and the nurse beside him immediately brought him a chair.

Another nurse opened the medicine box and took out all the medical equipment in it.

Zhang Kui sat down and took Zhang Kui's pulse first.

He frowned and turned around and said, "Bring me the medical examination report of Zhao."

"good!"

Zhao Ji immediately took out all the medical examination reports of Zhao Yiqiang from the bag beside him.

Zhang Kui carefully observed the medical examination report, his brows were gradually twisted together.

Zhao Yue immediately asked next to him: "How is it, sir?"

"Hey."

Zhang Kui sighed deeply.

Hearing this sigh, all the people present tensed their nerves.

"There is no problem with the body, and there is no problem with the physical examination. This situation...obviously the end of life."

Zhang Kui shook his head.

"dad!"

Zhao Juyan yelled immediately in front of Zhao Yiqiang's bed.

"Sir! No, since it is the end of his life, why did he vomit blood from time to time, and now he can't use his throat?"

Mu Xiaoyu asked next to him.

"Are you questioning me? Old age causes visceral failure and vomiting blood abnormally?"

Zhang Kui glanced at Mu Xiaoyu expressionlessly.

"Bold! You little doctor, dare to doubt a national-level professor?"

Zhao Juyan also pointed to Mu Xiaoyu and shouted.

"Woo! Woo..."

At this time, Zhao Yiqiang, who was lying on the hospital bed, made a sound.

"Look! My dad is attacking you, don't get out!" Zhao Juyan said sharply.

"Haha! This is the genius doctor, I think you are a quack doctor, right?"

With his hands in his trouser pockets, Feng Lin smiled and looked at Zhang Kui.

"You are presumptuous!"

Zhao Ji's expression was cold, "Get out of here now! Otherwise I'll call the police!"

"Don't! I am a person who likes to argue with juniors." Zhang Kui looked at Feng Lin lightly, and said, "Say I'm a quack, take evidence."

"good!"

Feng Lin stepped forward and suddenly grabbed Zhao Yiqiang's wrist hard, and the opponent's entire hand began to congestion.

Feng Lin took out a silver needle and pierced Zhao Yiqiang's fingertips. A dark yellow liquid flowed from the fingertips.

"Genius doctor, come and tell me, since he is naturally aging, why is the blood of this color?"

Feng Lin asked indifferently.

"this……"

Zhang Kui’s pupils shrank suddenly, how could this be possible?

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