The suburbs of Binzhou City.

Han Yichen walked on the road and couldn't wait to take a taxi and return to the city.

At this time, Han Yichen had already entered the mountains and studied medicine with Master Long Beard for three years. In the past three years, progress has been rapid, and the "Eighteen Medical Techniques" have been fully learned. This time, he was allowed to return to the city.

It's been three years......

I don't know if the former Han Shaoyi still remembers me?

At that time, he was not good at anything, and Han Shaoyi did have many suitors around him.

Maybe at that time, she didn't look down on herself at all, right?

And the rich young man who bullied me in every way, Haichao, should be fine now, right? If it weren't for him, how could I have been directly beaten and thrown on the street in the middle of the night? Fortunately, Master Whitebeard appeared in time to save me, otherwise I would have died on the street by now......

and that Wang Guozhen, who was originally my master, and I planned to study medicine with him, but I secretly colluded with Fang Haichao and plotted with me...... Even if you don't look down on me anymore, it won't be like this!

At this point, a taxi stopped and the driver was a woman. And she is also a beautiful woman, with very white skin, an exceptionally beautiful face, and an exceptionally well-placed figure, convex and backward. She looks very beautiful and charming. If you look at it, your blood will gush.

"Little brother, where are you going?" the beauty said, and she didn't care about Han Yichen's unscrupulous gaze.

Han Yichen swallowed his saliva with difficulty. followed the master in the deep mountains, and for three whole years, I never saw a beautiful woman again...... Oh no, for three whole years, I never saw the opposite sex again. At this time, when he saw a beautiful driver dressed so revealingly, why didn't he get frozen? And it was still on the street late at night......

"Little brother, where are you going?" asked the beautiful woman again.

“...... Oh oh, hello beauty, I want to go to the city. Han Yichen finally reacted and hurriedly said.

"Are you going to the city...... Fifty bucks!"

"Beauty, can you get cheaper? I only have thirty dollars in my pocket. ”

"What? it's only thirty?" the beauty glared at for a moment before she sighed, "Okay, okay, thirty is thirty." I'll take you back by the way, and pay for the oil. ”

After Han Yichen got in the car, he always felt that the beautiful eyes were worried about the background. He thought for a moment and asked tentatively, "Beauty, why do I think you seem to be in a bad mood?"

"Hey, my dad is sick, very sick. This matter, put it on you, can you be in a good mood?"

Han Yichen frowned: How can this big beauty speak? What about cursing people? But he still smiled at the moment and said, "Beauty, maybe I can help you!"

"You?"

"Yes. ”

"Hey, you better stop bragging. My father's illness cost tens of thousands of dollars before and after, and I searched for many doctors in Binzhou City, but they didn't get better. Speaking of this, the beauty paused and continued: "I'm ready, when I earn enough money, I will immediately take my father to a bigger city for treatment." ”

After hearing this, Han Yichen couldn't help but raise his head and glanced at the beauty. I thought to myself: This big beauty is dressed so revealingly, I thought it was a dusty woman. Now it seems that it is really rare to be so filial in my heart. He smiled and continued, "Beauty, maybe I can really do it?"

In the deep mountains, he studied medicine for three years, and he was proficient in all eighteen medical skills! So now, Han Yichen feels that he is eager to try. Moreover, for him now, the more difficult the disease, the more interested he is.

After all, he knows the "Eighteen Medical Skills" now.

The bearded master once said that the eighteen medical skills are the most powerful medical skills in the world now!

The beauty couldn't help it, and turned her head to look at Han Yichen. Originally, she should have scoffed at Han Yichen's words, but now, she can't say why, she thinks that this Han Yichen may really have a way!

She thought about it, nodded, and said with the mentality of "treating a dead horse as a live horse doctor": "Little brother, if you can really cure my father's illness, your taxi fare will be free!"

"What!" Han Yichen's eyes widened! "I'll help your dad heal his illness, and you just give me a thirty yuan taxi fare?"

The beauty reacted, became embarrassed, gritted her teeth and said again: "If you can help me cure my father's illness, I ...... I can make a promise!"

In the psychology of beauty, my father is my only relative in this world, and he can't lose it. Otherwise, you will be alone......

The beauty's name is Liao Eryan, and what she said is true. Now the situation at home has become particularly urgent. Otherwise, how could she be so beautiful to come out and drive a ride and subsidize the family?

Han Yichen's eyes widened, and he looked Liao Eryan up and down, feeling that this Liao Eryan was simply more and more beautiful. However, thinking of the girl he liked, Han Shaoyi, he still chose to resist the temptation, swallowed his saliva and said: "Just make a promise, when I cure your father's illness, you can add me to WeChat." ”

"Uh...... Just add WeChat?" Liao Eryan was stunned and said.

"Yes. Han Yichen nodded seriously.

"Okay," Liao Eryan reluctantly embarrassed.

Han Yichen never thought that the place where Liao Eryan lived was actually quite good. The villas on the outskirts of Binzhou City are not just any family that can be bought.

Liao Eryan walked in front and said, "Han Yichen, you don't have to think it is strange, our Liao family has made a fortune in the early years. So during that time, this villa was purchased. Speaking of this, her voice paused, and she continued: "But now, our Liao family is poor, and only this previous villa remains. If my father's illness is still not cured, maybe this villa will be sold by me and exchanged for money for my father's medical treatment. ”

Han Yichen was stunned and turned his head to look at Liao Eryan. He really didn't see that Liao Eryan, who was dressed almost as a sassy character, would be such a filial person.

Liao Eryan's father, Liao Zheli, was lying on the bed at this time, his face was pale, and he even looked dead.

"Dad, I got you a doctor. Liao Eryan said softly.

Liao Zheli opened his eyes with difficulty, and originally thought that an old man in white would appear in his field of vision, but he didn't expect it, but he just saw a hairy boy. He was stunned: "Eryan, where is the doctor you are talking about?"

Liao Eryan smiled awkwardly and said, "Dad, the doctor I'm talking about is this young man." ”

"What? Just this hairy boy, can you see my illness?" Liao Zheli glared and continued, "Eryan, you must not be deceived by any Jianghu Langzhong. Even if he is sick for a long time and goes to the doctor, we can't find such an unreliable hairy boy!"