Rushing into the Chen family clinic, the majestic man was a middle-aged man.

He has a hooked nose, a long face, and a ten-centimeter-long beard on his chin, and his appearance is somewhat vicious.

"Zhao, Zhao Liuye, who is this, what's wrong with him?" Seeing the visitor, Guo Lin's face turned green with fright.

"This is my son, he is injured, hurry up and heal him. The middle-aged man said urgently.

This person's name is Zhao Sanjin, and he is nicknamed Zhao Liuye, in this Yandu Xicheng, Zhao Sanjin is a well-known figure.

Zhao Sanjin is mixed with the rivers and lakes, after many years of licking blood with a knife, the Zhao family has risen in his hands, and now in the west of Yandu, there are only a handful of people who dare to say a word to Zhao Liuye.

"Come, come on, hurry up and check Young Master Zhao and make a first-aid plan. Guo Lin didn't dare to slack off.

A long-legged nurse responded, hurrying into the ward to push the mobile bed.

"Three ribs were broken, bullets went into the lobes of his lungs, and for another half an hour, the gods couldn't save him. There was a voice like this.

Zhao Sanjin and the others heard the prestige and saw Ye Feng with a solemn face.

"This is the doctor in your clinic?" Zhao Sanjin asked with a frown.

Guo Lin shook his head and said, "No, this is a troublemaker." ”

"Boy, my son is seriously injured, you still dare to talk here, I will not spare you, Tianlong, teach me a lesson, teach this guy a lesson. Zhao Sanjin said in a deep voice.

The person lying on the stretcher, with blood coming out of his mouth, is called Zhao Qianlong, and he is a single lineage of the Zhao family.

Guo Lin said that Ye Feng was not a doctor, which made Zhao Sanjin's heart swell with anger.

As Zhao Liuye of Megatron Xicheng, whoever angered him, his approach was generally very direct, that is, to beat the people who angered him fiercely.

"Nima's, he dared to curse the young master, he was simply looking for death. Someone roared after Zhao Sanjin's words.

This person was one of the people who carried Zhao Qianlong into the clinic, he was tall, wearing a black T-shirt, a scar crossed his face, and the big muscles on his arm made ordinary people shiver a few times when they saw him.

This person's name is Zheng Tianlong, he has already stepped towards Ye Feng, his expression is fierce, looking at Ye Feng, as if looking at an ant.

"Quick, send Young Master Zhao to the second floor for examination, and also, immediately summon Dr. Zhang and them to gather in the emergency room on the second floor. Guo Lin was instructing, and at this moment, Zhao Qianlong had been transferred from the stretcher to the mobile hospital bed.

When the nurse hurried away, Guo Lin also glanced at Ye Feng.

There was a gloating expression on his face, Nima, you guy dared to come to the Chen family clinic to play a prank, this time you got into trouble with Zhao Liuye's iron nail, and it was you who was ruthlessly repaired.

"Tianlong, teach this kid a hard lesson, so that he won't dare to believe it in the future. After Zhao Sanjin finished saying this, he followed Guo Lin and the others in a hurry.

The menacing man was already standing in front of Ye Feng, and he said coldly: "Boy, there is a kind of, in the face of my Brother Long, he dares to run away without turning around." ”

Ye Feng rolled his eyes and replied, "Why should I run away?"

Zheng Tianlong was stunned for a moment, and said sharply: "Boy, kneel down, otherwise you will be discounted later." ”

As he spoke, Zheng Tianlong's hand grabbed Ye Feng's collar directly, the palm was wide, and there were obvious traces of sandbags on the bones on the back of the hand.

Ye Feng looked at it coldly, and his right hand slammed upwards and directly grabbed Zheng Tianlong's hand.

"Look for death. Zheng Tianlong was furious, and he still wanted to grab Ye Feng's collar with all his might.

Then, Zheng Tianlong's face completely changed, because Ye Feng's hand was like an iron hoop, and his hand couldn't move forward a single bit.

Nima, how is this possible, how can this sick young man be so strong?

Zheng Tianlong is a tiger general under Zhao Liuye, half of the Zhao family was beaten down by him with his fists, Ye Feng controlled his hand at once, he really couldn't believe it.

"You, you can actually hold my hand. Zheng Tianlong was surprised.

Ye Feng didn't have a bird Zheng Tianlong, and after he slammed his hand, Zheng Tianlong's wrist made a clicking sound.

The overlord who was crisscrossing the West City suddenly bared his teeth and grinned, and he bent his right knee directly against Ye Feng.

Ye Feng sneered, and directly bent his left knee and Zheng Tianlong's right knee to a hard collision.

"Ahh

Ye Feng let go of Zheng Tianlong, and after kicking him in the stomach, Zheng Tianlong slid backwards three meters like a fly, and lay directly on the ground.

The ruthless man who was unstoppable was curled up on the ground like a maggot at this moment, and Zheng Tianlong's knees and stomach erupted in tearing pain at this moment.

The ruthless man with a prominent reputation in Xicheng never dreamed that Ye Feng, a sick young man, would be able to take him down with a raised hand, this incident really made Zheng Tianlong understand what it means to be unseemly!

When Zheng Tianlong was curled up on the ground, in the emergency room on the second floor, someone was breaking out in a cold sweat.

"Three ribs were broken, and a bullet was shot into the lobes of the lung, even if it was the largest hospital in Yandu, this operation was not sure to be done. Dong Sansheng, the oldest doctor in the Chen Family Clinic, was talking.

Another doctor, Wang Mang, nodded: "The lungs are related to a person's breathing, and if a bullet is fired into it, the chance of surviving is extremely low, and it is a miracle that Young Master Zhao can survive until now." ”

"Quimps, a group of quacks, isn't your Chen family clinic the gold medal clinic in Yandu, you can't even treat such a small injury, it's really a waste of fame. Zhao Sanjin shouted angrily.

Looking at his son lying on the bed in the emergency room, Zhao Sanjin really wanted to go up and choke Dong Sansheng and Wang Mang's necks.

"Sixth Master Zhao, Young Master Zhao's injuries are too serious, please send him to a big hospital. Guo Lin Khan said.

Syllable!

This is the sound of a slap on the face, Guo Lin was slapped by the furious Zhao Sanjin, and his eyes were full of gold stars.

"Nima's, you quacks have delayed my son's healing time, if my son has three longs and two shorts, you Chen family clinic will disappear in Xicheng. Zhao Sanjin said viciously.

All the staff of the Chen Family Clinic in the emergency room had a crying and laughing expression on their faces.

Nima's, you yourself sent your son here, delaying your son's healing, and you yourself are the culprit!

The staff of the Chen family clinic were all indignant in their hearts, but no one dared to speak up against Zhao Sanjin at this time.

"Let's go!" Zhao Sanjin shouted angrily, he personally pushed the mobile hospital bed and pushed the seriously injured Zhao Qianlong out of the emergency room.

Just now, because of the critical situation, Zhao Sanjin took Zhao Qianlong to the Chen family clinic, you must know that the largest hospital in Yandu is in Beicheng, so if there is no traffic jam in the past, it will take at least twenty minutes.

Now the Chen family clinic is helpless against Zhao Qianlong's injury, and Zhao Sanjin can only take the risk of taking Zhao Qianlong to Beicheng.

"Sanjin, how is my grandson?" Zhao Sanjin had just arrived at the clinic hall with the hospital bed in his arms, and an old woman rushed in from outside the door with tears in her eyes.

This old woman was Zhao Sanjin's mother, Tang Qingyan, and when she saw her grandson covered in blood on the moving hospital bed, she immediately cried bitterly.

"Mom, let's quickly send Qianlong to the big hospital in Beicheng, where he can be saved. Zhao Sanjin was in a hurry, and he pushed the hospital bed and rushed out of the clinic.

"The injured man didn't live for more than ten minutes, and even if you sent him to the big hospital in the northern city, you would only send a corpse. Someone was talking faintly.

Zhao Sanjin turned his head in shock, and saw Ye Feng who seemed to be smiling.

"Tianlong, didn't you teach this kid a lesson, why is he still here?" Zhao Sanjin was annoyed.

"Sixth master, this kid is a hard stubble. Zheng Tianlong replied.

Zhao Sanjin looked at Zheng Tianlong and found that Zheng Tianlong was bending over with his stomach covering, his other hand was still pressing his right knee, and his face was covered with sweat, completely looking like he had been taught a lesson.

Seeing that his capable subordinates had become like this, Zhao Sanjin was shocked and was about to ask a question, when Zhao Qianlong, who was lying on the hospital bed, suddenly began to vomit blood in his mouth.

With vomiting blood, Zhao Qianlong's entire body began to spasm, even ordinary people who didn't understand medical skills could see that Zhao Qianlong was on the verge of dying at this moment.

"Hidden Dragon, Hidden Dragon, you have to hold on, my precious grandson. Tang Qingyan cried bitterly, and her voice became hoarse.

Zhao Sanjin's face also became distorted, seeing that his only son was about to hang up, even as a big man in Xicheng, his heart was in turmoil.

"Sixth master, just now this person saw at a glance that the young master had broken three ribs and a bullet was shot into the lobes of his lungs, maybe he could save the young master. Zhao Sanjin's other tiger general, Wang Tiankun, reminded in a whisper that he was the Zhiduoxing next to Zhao Sanjin.

Zhao Sanjin was stunned for a moment, and after he calmed down, he looked at Ye Feng and shouted in a trembling voice: "Boy, you can see my son's injury at a glance, can you save him?"

At this moment, Zhao Sanjin is like a person who is about to drown, and he wants to grasp any life-saving straw with all his might.

"Now in the entire Yandu, I am the only one who can save your son. Ye Feng's answer did not disappoint Zhao Sanjin.

Zhao Sanjin's face was ecstatic, and he said urgently: "Then what are you waiting for, you hurry up and save my son!"

Ye Feng smiled, he looked at Zhao Sanjin and said unhurriedly: "It's okay if you want me to save your son, but you have to kneel down and kowtow to me three times." ”