What the specific situation is, this little security guard naturally will not know. But as long as he is not blind, he knows that Zhao Fan is on the side of Lu Qinghui in Villa No. 7. Seriously speaking, he is also responsible for the affairs of the Lu family, at least Long Tianyou and his party were put into the community.

It's a bit aggrieved to say, because he really doesn't have the ability to stop a group of people who are like wolves and tigers. But facts are facts, if Zhao Fan really wants to investigate, he has no room for defense at all, and he does not dare to defend himself.

Wenjia Villa is the No. 5 villa in Yipinjiangshan, and it is also a villa with the best view in the front row of the community. Although the developer did not do anything special after developing the community, the better the location, the higher the price. Those who can afford to buy eight villas in the front row are worth the highest number of people recognized in the entire Xiling City.

The Wen family's villa is decorated in Chinese style, with a vermilion Chinese courtyard gate that looks antique, and two stone lions more than one person high in front. On the courtyard wall, there are clusters of Ouyue vines, and the red flowers are dense, and it is a scene of blooming flowers.

After the car stopped, Zhao Fan casually picked up the small bag and walked to the door, seeing that the gate of the villa was not closed, and through the half-covered vermilion gate, he saw the scene in the courtyard.

Some sabre-rattling feeling!

There are not many people in the courtyard, eight old and young.

There are five of them he has seen, Wen Chenggong, his son Wen Zuoxian, two bodyguards with big shoulders and round waists, and the so-called woman Xiaoyou!

These eight people stood in three directions.

Wen Chenggong and his two bodyguards stood aside, with a bit of forbearable anger on his face, and looked coldly at a middle-aged man wearing a burgundy Tang suit and short sleeves not far away.

The burgundy middle-aged man also looked at Wen Chenggong with an angry face, and the woman named Xiaoyou was standing on his left, wiping her tears constantly, looking aggrieved. To his right, there stood a young man with glasses, and behind the lenses a pair of eyes were staring at Wen Zuoxian, who was standing between the two groups of people.

Wen Zuoxian, who was full of embarrassment, was obviously a punching bag, standing in the middle and in a dilemma.

An old man wearing a linen-colored short-sleeved shirt with a small round collar and gray hair, but he looked in good spirits, stood next to him. It seems that he wants to persuade him, but he doesn't know what to say, and he looks embarrassed.

Seeing this battle, Zhao Fan probably knew what was going on.

"Dean Sun, you are a highly respected doctor, it should be your duty to treat diseases and save people, right? Even if your consultation fee is a little higher, I Wen Chenggong will still respect you, after all, your medical skills are not in vain! But you use the children's marriage to threaten me, is it a bit of a loss of identity?"

Although Wen Chenggong forcibly suppressed his anger, his tone was no longer polite, and his eyes were even a little cold when he looked at the middle-aged man surnamed Sun.

"I think Mr. Wen may have misunderstood, what I'm talking to you about now is not about curing diseases and saving people. ”

The middle-aged man surnamed Sun waved his hand, ignoring Wen Chenggong's emotions, and said lightly.

"Our Sun family has five brothers and sisters, and all of them are sons, and only the third family has such a daughter. Xiaoyou can be said to be the pearl of our whole family, from childhood to adulthood, no one dares to let her suffer a little grievance. ”

"When I first knew that Xiaoyou was in love with your son, in fact, the whole family was against it, and the son of a rich family like him, in our opinion, was not a good match for Xiaoyou. But Xiaoyou, this child is like a demon, we think that as long as the child is happy, it will be up to them!"

"It's good now, before you get married, your son dares to look at other women in front of Xiaoyou, so the one who is married still has to go? What makes me most angry is that you actually bullied our family Xiaoyou with your son. Actually forced her to apologize to a stranger in public? Your Mr. Wen is indeed a big family, and you have a big temper, we really can't afford to climb high!"

The middle-aged man surnamed Sun looked at Wen Chenggong with an arrogant face and scolded loudly. He deliberately avoided talking about curing the disease and saving people, and the meaning of this coercion became even more obvious.

"Dean Sun, I, Wen Chenggong, am no longer a three-year-old child, and if you don't want to say something, it doesn't mean that I don't understand. You give me a simple sentence, I love this disease, can you cure it well? If you can cure it, what conditions will you have to take action!"

The back of Wen Chenggong's fist trembled slightly behind him, and his knuckles were already white because he was too hard. He didn't pay attention to what the surname Sun said, but went straight to the point.

"Xiaoyou, you have also seen the attitude of others, do you still want to continue to talk about marriage with this son?"

With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, the surnamed Sun glanced at Wen Chenggong lightly, and did not answer his question. Instead, he looked at Xiao You, who was sobbing on the side, and asked softly.

"Unless they apologize to me and promise not to bully me again in the future, I will forgive him!"

The woman named Xiaoyou hesitated slightly, her face still had an aggrieved look, but her eyes glanced at Wen Chenggong and Wen Zuoxian's faces with some pride, and the coercion in her words was more direct.

"Mr. Wen should have heard it, right? It's up to you to choose!"

The middle-aged man surnamed Sun raised his eyes to look at Wen Chenggong with a sneer.

"It seems that Dean Sun must mix these two things together! Then I will tell you directly, I will not apologize to Xiaoyou!"

"First of all, I don't feel like I'm doing anything wrong. I already understand the cause and effect of yesterday's incident, it was Xiaoyou who has been provoking and humiliating others. And in the end, people didn't do anything to her, I asked her to apologize to others, is it wrong?"

"In other words, if Xiaoyou and Xiaoxian's matter can be successful, she will be my daughter-in-law in the future. I, as a father-in-law, don't even have the qualifications to say a word casually in front of my own daughter-in-law? If I want to apologize to her for such a trivial matter, is it a daughter-in-law or an ancestor that my Wen family has married?"

Wen Chenggong's long-accumulated anger also broke out, and when he spoke, he waved his hands to accentuate his tone, and his tone was very stiff, without the slightest intention of backing down.

He really couldn't get used to this woman named Xiaoyou for a long time, and he didn't object when he saw his son at first, and he was able to connect with this surnamed Sun through her, so he let them develop, and even tolerated it a little.

But now he is completely out of this mind, if it is just that this girl's personality is a little bad, as she continues to mature as she starts a family, she may be able to change. But if you go to the elders to complain about a trivial matter, and this person surnamed Sun, as an elder, is also so unreasonable and blindly protective, so this matter can't continue.

Marriage between men and women has never been a matter of two people, but a matter of two families. The concept is not compatible, and the little couple quarrels a little, which causes a world war between the two families, isn't this kind of marriage looking for guilt?

"Okay, very good, I already understand Mr. Wen's attitude very well! Then we can talk about the patient now!"

The middle-aged man surnamed Sun had a pale face and said two good words in a row. But just when Wen Chenggong had given up and was about to send off the guests, he changed his words and mentioned the matter of curing the disease again.

This made Wen Chenggong and the others a little puzzled, could it be that they had misunderstood this person? Could it be that this person had not forgotten his duty as a doctor?

"Is Dean Sun really willing to help my lover heal regardless of his past suspicions?"

Wen Chenggong's clenched fist loosened slightly, and he asked with some hesitation.

"I, Sun Qingsong, am the descendant of Sun Simiao, the king of medicine, and it is the mission of countless generations of our Sun family to help the world by hanging pots, how can I watch patients suffer and not make a move?" Sun Qingsong raised his head proudly, his face arrogant.

"What you just said is right, my medical skills are not for nothing. I originally thought that if the matter between Xiaoyou and your son could be successful, it would not matter if you gave a favor. But now it seems that this thing is probably not going to be done, so how to calculate it must be calculated!"

Sun Qingsong stretched out his hand and patted Xiao You's shoulder with an excited face to show comfort, looked at Wen Chenggong, and said in a leisurely voice.

"That's natural, it's a matter of course to seek medical treatment and pay for the consultation! If Mr. Sun can cure my lover's illness, he should give more consultation money!"

Wen Chenggong's face changed slightly, and his gaze took a deep look at Sun Qingsong's face.

"Although our Sun family has some reputation in the Chinese medicine industry, compared with the boss of a large company like Mr. Wen, it can only be regarded as a small family. In order to make it less troublesome afterwards, I will put the ugly words in front of me. Before I come to the rescue, I want to see 50 percent of the Wen family's shares transferred to our Sun family's name. Otherwise, there is no need to talk about it!"

Sun Qingsong's words came out, and Wen Chenggong's father and son both changed their faces suddenly. Fifty percent of the shares are not the point, the point is that now this Sun Qingsong has not even looked at the patient, so he dares to speak like this.

Wen Chenggong has worked hard in the shopping mall for so many years, and he has climbed up step by step from the bottom of society, and he has seen a lot of storms! Although he is in a hurry to save people, he is not completely dazed. Looking at Sun Qingsong at this moment, there was also a little more suspicion.

Is this person really able to heal the disease, or is he defrauding the Wen family's property under the guise of a miracle doctor?

"Yes, but I also have to ask, can Dean Sun really cure my lover's illness?"

Wen Chenggong only hesitated for three seconds, then nodded heavily, agreeing to the other party's request, but he followed up and asked the question he was most concerned about.

"Your wife's disease, if I can't cure Sun Qingsong, then no one can cure it!"

Sun Qingsong's head was so high that he could only see his chin, looking like he was giving it up.

"I don't think Dean Sun heard my question clearly, what I asked was, will you definitely be able to cure my lover's illness? If you can't cure it, you still charge such a high consultation fee, I'm afraid it's a little unreasonable, right?"

Wen Chenggong's eyes flickered, already with a little chill, and his tone was a little cold.

"Mr. Wen isn't joking with me, is he? Doesn't the treatment process cost anything? The oncology department of the hospital dies so many people every day, which one is not chemotherapy and radiotherapy done again and again? After they die, does the hospital refund the money?"

Sun Qingsong laughed, looking at Wen Chenggong with disdain, that kind of gaze was like looking at an idiot.

"Hehe, Dean Sun's heart is really not ordinary, I don't know if it can be cured, so you dare to ask for half of my Wen family's property?

Wen Chenggong was already trembling with anger, and his tone became more and more cold and biting.

"No matter which doctor you look for, there is no guarantee that it will be cured! Whether it can be cured or not is your business, and no one will force you!"

Sun Qingsong waved his sleeves, looking like he couldn't be cured.