I don't know how long it took.

Xia Wendong felt that he had been thrown away, like a discard.

When he fell to the ground, he felt a sharp pain in his buttocks.

At this time, a male middle school voice in the room sounded, "Liang Xiaoqing, what are you doing here?" ”

Liang Xiaoqing?

She was the one who just attacked herself?

Xia Wendong held his breath, and his mind was rapidly searching for all the memories of Liang Xiaoqing.

I remembered it—

She was that Murong Xue's hated subordinate.

The cold-blooded woman who focused on raising poisonous mosquitoes.

As he was concentrating, Liang Xiaoqing's voice suddenly sounded, "I heard that this doctor is very good at saving people-"

"I want her to show Miss."

It turned out that Lao Tzu was tied up to see a doctor here?

But who is it for?

Miss?

Murong Xue hated?

Xia Wendong was secretly thinking, and a cold snort sounded at eleven o'clock-

"Hmph, I can't see the disease well, the whole Yunzhou, and even the whole Xiliang, I'm afraid no one can take care of it anymore."

The sound is so familiar.

Xia Wendong was slightly stunned, and he was already amused in his heart: Isn't this the voice of Zhong Wanchang of Nasai Huatuo?

This kid is pretending to be here again?

"Doctor Zhong, is it true that my Xue'er can't escape this catastrophe?"

"Can't you really think of a way to save her?"

The messy baritone sounded again.

Xia Wendong couldn't help but be surprised: Could it be that Murong Xue was really sick?

"Didn't you invite more than 100 experts and famous doctors to consult, but you couldn't find the cause? There is a strange disease in the world, I am most afraid of this kind of disease that cannot find the cause, even if Hua Tuo is alive, he can't find a good medicine to prescribe the right medicine! Zhong Wanchang sighed heavily.

This made Xia Wendong even more puzzled: Hasn't this old boy always been stubborn and self-serving? How could he encounter such a strange disease that could not help him?

This question made Xia Wendong want to get out of the sack impatiently.

Fortunately, at this time, Liang Xiaoqing untied the hemp rope and said, "Don't sigh, maybe this person can think of a way." ”

Person?

Who will he be?

In the whole of Yunzhou, is there anyone more tired than himself?

Zhong Wanchang looked at the sack on the ground with an unhappy expression.

When he saw Xia Wendong peeking his head out of the sack, the old boy's face changed instantly.

"Why is it him again?"

Damn, the guy who gets in the way of his own money!

Zhong Wanchang scolded in his heart.

Xia Wendong opened his eyes and glanced around the room.

Before he could see the scene in the room clearly, he smelled a faint blue fragrance coming to his nose.

This kind of taste is unique to Murong Xuehate's body.

It seems that it is really Murong Xue who hates that "little pepper" who is sick.

Xia Wendong looked at it, two meters in front of him, that is, in the direction of one o'clock in the room.

There was a two-meter-wide bed covered with pink futon, and a woman with messy hair lay motionless on the bed.

Xia Wendong didn't see her face clearly, and couldn't tell who she was-

Because her whole face was swollen and out of shape.

The air conditioning temperature in the room is neither high nor low, just 28 degrees.

A middle-aged man in a black jacket stood on the left side of the bed, occasionally glancing anxiously at the patient on the bed.

And Zhong Wanchang stood beside him with a straight face, pouting, staring at Xia Wendong with a dull gaze.

On the right side of the wooden bed, there seems to be a cold girl.

This woman has a delicate face and a graceful figure, and she is a woman with excellent appearance, but because of the loss of her eyes, her whole person looks a little sluggish, and her posture is naturally greatly reduced.

Xia Wendong suddenly remembered that she was Zhong Ling'er, another personal bodyguard of Murong Xuehate.

Seeing her sad and sad expression, presumably the woman lying on the bed should be Murong Xue's hatred.

Oh, what kind of strange disease does this woman have?

Actually made the faces of this room full of sorrow?

"Say, can you cure our young lady's illness?"

"If you can't cure it, I'll kill you!"

Suddenly, Liang Xiaoqing shook out a short knife with a cold light from his sleeve and pressed it gloomily against Xia Wendong's neck.

"Woo-"

The corners of Xia Wendong's mouth twitched.

But he couldn't say a word.

Zhong Wanchang saw that this kid also had a pair of black socks stuffed in his mouth, and couldn't help but secretly feel funny: You also have today?

Liang Xiaoqing realized that Xia Wendong couldn't speak, so he took out the stinky socks in his mouth and said, "I thought that people like you who are skilled in kung fu don't need to speak with their mouths-"

"What a wonderful thing you thought it was! Dare to ask the people of the world, who does not speak with his mouth and eat with his mouth? ”

Xia Wendong had already secretly rushed away the sealed acupoints on his body, and if he attacked at this time, he would inevitably bring heavy damage to Liang Xiaoqing.

But he didn't want to do it, because he knew that this woman had tied herself up to treat the sick.

Since there is a disease to be cured, then there is money to be made!

Since there is money to be earned, then she is her own God of Wealth!

The God of Wealth must not be offended.

"You don't give me a poor mouth!"

"Tell me quickly, can you cure our young lady's illness?"

Liang Xiaoqing couldn't see Xia Wendong's appearance the most, and suddenly hit Xia Wendong's neck with a short knife.

Zhong Ling glanced at it, and then realized that the person tied up by Liang Xiaoqing was actually Xia Wendong.

I couldn't help but come over and asked sharply, "Xiaoqing, why did you let him treat Miss?" Aren't you afraid that he will do evil in secret? ”

"That's right, Master Murong, I know this kid, he's just a sinister and vicious junior, not a doctor at all. Don't invite anyone to treat your daughter. Zhong Wanchang, who was very jealous, followed to add fuel and vinegar.

Murong Xue hated her father Murong Xin when she heard this, so she couldn't help but sink her face, and scolded Liang Xiaoqing, "Look at what you did? Why don't you get him away for me? ”

"This matter is your personal behavior from beginning to end, and it has nothing to do with my Murong family, if the patrol room is held accountable in the future, you will bear it yourself."

"Master, don't listen to his nonsense, this person is very good at seeing patients and saving people." Liang Xiaoqing glanced at Zhong Wanchang, and his eyes quickly fell on Xia Wendong again.

Xia Wendong smiled, "You have a unique vision, I appreciate you for this-"

"However, since you have asked me to come and see your young lady, can you be gentle with me? Be polite? What did you say you put a knife on my neck? ”

After that, Xia Wendong actually clamped the sharp blade with the two fingers of his right hand, and his whole body stood up from the sack.

Liang Xiaoqing only felt a strong force push her right hand away.

Then, the right hand was numb, and the short knife in his hand was unknowingly snatched away by Xia Wendong.

His whole set of actions was completed in less than five seconds!

It's staggeringly fast.

"Y-you're leaving?"

Seeing Xia Wendong spinning the short knife in one hand and walking out of the sack with a wicked smile on his face, Liang Xiaoqing's face changed drastically, and he couldn't help but take several steps back.

Zhong Ling's eyes were quick, and he quickly used a move to pounce on the tiger, in a vain attempt to quickly take Xia Wendong down when he was careless.

Xia Wendong's footsteps moved slightly, his body was agile to one side, and he hid to the side.

With a slight push of his left palm, he pushed Zhong Ling back to the side of the wooden bed.

At this time, he stared at Liang Xiaoqing and sneered, "The acupoints you ordered are just skins, and I will automatically rush away as soon as I exert my strength!" ”

I see.

It seems that I am still not good at learning!

When Liang Xiaoqing was annoyed for a while, he hurriedly stepped forward and held Zhong Ling, who had been beaten a few times in a row. Murong Xin saw that Xia Wendong made an extraordinary move, and secretly sighed: This person really has two hands.

One mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, and one patient cannot tolerate two doctors!

Zhong Wanchang didn't even care about taking the medical box, and was about to slip away, Xia Wendong suddenly flashed and blocked him from going to the road, "Old Zhong, wasn't you very angry just now?" Why are you in a hurry to run away when you see me standing up now? ”

"By the way, when will you pay me back the five million you owe me? Didn't you say last time that you would pay me back in a week? How many weeks has it been? ”

What the? This Doctor Zhong actually borrowed five million from this kid?

When the people in the house heard this, they were all terrified for a moment.

In their eyes, Zhong Wanchang is a famous doctor in Yunzhou, and he is the master who is not short of money at all, but how could he borrow five million from this guy who is not amazing?

"Who, who borrowed your money? You're crazy about money, aren't you? Zhong Wanchang stammered for a while, staring at Xia Wendong with flickering eyes, "You are so capable, you cure Miss Murong's illness, and if you cure it, you will have a reward of five million!" ”