Chapter 957: Don't make so many small moves

"Did you hear that? That Dr. Chen is back. There are no pop-up windows in Qishuwu

"You still need to say this, I have already received the news."

"It just so happens that my shoulder hurts for some reason, and it's been almost two weeks since I went to the hospital and it's still the same, so I have to go to Dr. Xiaozhen to see it."

"Don't say it, your shoulder hurts, I can't eat, I have insomnia, and I don't know what's going on."

"Then let's hurry up, or we won't know how long the line will be later."

“……”

The news of Chen Fan's return was spread by Hao Zheng under Hao Zheng's publicity, which made the neighbors who had been waiting for a long time excited, and one by one they rushed to the Jishi Clinic with a swarm of sick and not sick, for fear that they would not know how many to rank if they took a slow step.

Although Zhang Xin knew that Chen Fan must be very popular here, he was still very surprised when he saw that so many neighbors were crowding this small clinic at once.

Especially when some old men and old ladies came with fruits in their hands, Zhang Xin couldn't help but look at Chen Fan on the side curiously, not understanding what Chen Fan had done here, and why these people were so enthusiastic about him.

Chen Fan was also very depressed at this time, close to all the neighbors came at this time, and this didn't make him tired to death! As for those enthusiastic neighbors, Chen Fan refused the fruits they sent, but he still couldn't resist their enthusiasm for the white spoon, so Chen Fan had to reluctantly accept it.

"Doctor Xiao Chen, we've been looking forward to it for a long time, I'm really afraid that you won't come back." An old lady who had been cured by Chen Fan for a long time said.

"That's it, I'm really afraid that if you don't come back to the clinic, it will be a big loss to our neighbors. Do you think so? Another old man also spoke.

"Of course, Dr. Xiao Chen's medical skills are comparable to those doctors in so-called big hospitals."

"I had a lot of shoulder pain a few years ago, and I still see so many babies in the hospital now."

“……”

The crowd immediately cheered one after another, which made Chen Fan feel moved for a while when he heard it, although he had not been practicing medicine here for a long time, but he could be recognized by these neighbors, which was already a very rare thing for a doctor.

"Thank you for your love for me." Chen Fan said movingly, and continued: "If you have any physical discomfort, just stay, I will definitely do your best to heal, if not, don't gather here, so I can't see a doctor." ”

"I just came to see Dr. Xiao Chen, since Dr. Xiao Chen is going to see a doctor, then we won't bother." An old lady laughed and exited the clinic.

And there are also a lot of people here who came to see if Chen Fan really came back, and now I know, plus Chen Fan said so, one by one I was embarrassed to disturb Chen Fan and left the clinic.

It was just a while, and I saw that in the clinic that was still full just now, there were only a dozen or so neighbors in pain, which made Chen Fan also breathe a sigh of relief, otherwise he really didn't know how busy he would be for so many patients.

Now that there is no so much entry, Chen Fan has also begun to diagnose and treat these neighbors, and with the help of Zhang Xin on the side, Chen Fan is also a lot easier......

Song Lingyao really didn't know what Lin Xiaoyao wanted to do, he didn't kill himself, but let him clean up the injuries on his body, and changed himself into a set of Qianjing clothes, which was really beyond his understanding of Lin Xiaoyao.

And what made him even more unexpected was that Lin Xiaoyao was the son of Widow Lin twenty years ago, which made him feel an indescribable pain, and he could have this death maybe it was really because of retribution. …,

He is not worried about Lin Xiaoyao's conspiracy now, he already knows his result, he is not afraid of death, he is just worried about what is happening to his daughter now.

"For the sake of many years, can you tell me how my daughter is now?" Song Lingyao looked up at Ma Qiang on the side and asked.

When Ma Qiang heard this, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Song Lingyao, from his eyes, Ma Qiang could see that Song Lingyao's words were sincere, and he could also see that he really cared about Song Weiwei's life and death.

"Your daughter is safe now, and Gao Jin is helping her, so even if she is a dead entry, she will not dare to touch her for the time being." Ma Qiang thought about it for a while, but decided to roughly tell Song Weiwei's situation.

"I'm relieved." Song Lingyao's hanging heart immediately let go, although he didn't know who Ma Qiang was talking about, but since the other party could make the other party taboo, then the other party's strength definitely didn't have to worry.

"Okay, you want to know that I've told you everything, now come with me." Ma Qiang said without looking at Song Lingyao.

"Go there?" Song Lingyao couldn't help frowning and asked.

"Don't forget your current identity, you're just a prisoner of our white spoon steps, don't think that you can ask anything if you have a relationship with me just now!" Ma Qiang looked at Song Lingyao coldly and said.

When Song Lingyao heard this, he couldn't help but stand up with a bitterness on his face, and honestly followed behind Ma Qiang, while behind him there were several of Lin Xiaoyao's subordinates watching, so that he also broke off the idea of escaping.

followed behind Ma Qiang, and soon got into one, and then the person behind him immediately blindfolded Song Lingyao, and Song Lingyao did not resist, because he knew that all resistance was superfluous, so it was better to see what Lin Xiaoyao was doing.

After driving for more than 20 minutes, the car stopped in front of a villa, and the guards guarding the door were stunned at first after seeing Ma Qiang coming, and then saw that one of the guards ran to the villa as soon as possible, and it seemed that he should have gone to ventilate and report the news.

"What are you doing here?" The guard of the villa asked with a frown when he saw Ma Qiang coming over.

"I'm here to see Protector Jia with a gift, so I'm going to inform you." Ma Qiang knew that the guard in front of him could easily solve their problems, although he was very dissatisfied with the guard's cold drink, but he didn't dare to show it.

And just as the two were talking, the guard who had run to ventilate the news had already run back, muttering quietly to the guards on the side, and the two entered and opened the door of the villa.

"Protector Jia will let you in." The guard who reported the news said to Ma Qiang, and his tone was also full of contempt, but he didn't take Ma Qiang and them into his eyes at all.

But it's no wonder, Ma Qiang they are just ordinary entrants, although they are just guards watching the gate, but they are qi practitioners, and their cultivation is also introverted, the difference between them makes it impossible for them to put Ma Qiang's ordinary entry in their eyes.

Although Song Lingyao couldn't see it, he could hear it, he listened to the conversation between Ma Qiang and the two guards one by one, and he had already guessed why Ma Qiang brought him here, he was going to hand himself over to Yaomen!!

Song Lingyao, as the underground emperor of Jiangnan Province, naturally knew a little about the mysterious and powerful organization of Yaomen, but he didn't know why this organization would support Lin Xiaoyao to attack their Qing Gang, and if it weren't for the joining of this Yaomen force, they would not have lost to Lin Xiaoyao like a mountain. ..., but this Lin Xiaoyao should be eager to slowly torture himself to death little by little, but why should he hand himself over to Yaomen, why is this?

Just when Song Lingyao was puzzled by this, the person behind him was already pushing him towards the villa.

In the villa, I saw Jia Chun sitting in it. He was also very curious about what Lin Xiaoyao wanted to do when he sent Ma Qiang over.

"Jia Protector." As soon as Ma Qiang entered the villa, he respectfully saluted Jia Chun.

"What is the matter with Lin Xiaoyao sending you over?" Jia Chun's eyes shot at Ma Qiang like electricity, and at the same time he looked at Song Lingyao, who was blindfolded on the side, and couldn't help frowning at the moment.

"Brother Yao asked me to send one to Protector Jia." As he spoke, Ma Qiang asked his subordinates on the side to remove the black cloth from Song Lingyao's eyes, and said, "Jia Protector should know who he is, Brother Yao thought about it for a long time and decided to hand him over to Jia Protector for disposal." ”

"Oh." Jia Chun looked at Song Lingyao, then stood up from his position, walked up to Song Lingyao, looked Song Lingyao up and down, and then asked Ma Qiang on the side: "Didn't Lin Xiaoyao always want to keep him?" Why are you going to hand it over to me now? ”

"Brother Yao said, everything he can have today is the credit of Jia Protector, since this Song Lingyao was captured by Jia Protector, of course it was handed over to Jia Protector for disposal." Ma Qiang said with a straight face.

"Haha...... Lin Xiaoyao really thinks so? Jia Chun said with a laugh.

"This is what Brother Yao said to me personally, I think it should be true." Ma Qiang nodded, and then continued: "Jia Protector, I have already brought it, if there is nothing to do, I will go back to my life first." ”

After speaking, Ma Qiang turned around and prepared to leave.

"Wait!" Jia Chun raised his hand and shouted, and then said: "Go back and tell Lin Xiaoyao that if he really helps me do things, let him deal with the internal strife of the Green Gang as soon as possible, and don't make so many small moves!" ”

When Ma Qiang heard this, he couldn't help but feel a chill behind him, it turned out that Jia Chun knew all these things clearly, and immediately hugged his fist at Jia Chun, and said, "I will definitely bring the words here!" ”

After speaking, Ma Qiang turned around and walked out of the villa with a few subordinates......

(To be continued)