Breakfast Luo Chenmu only took less than half an hour to solve, and on the way to Wang's house, it was almost more than an hour.

Along the way, Wang Xiangfeng believed that these people were all Luo Chenmu's servants.

That attitude, that look, can't be faked.

It can be said that when Luo Chenmu asked them to stand, they didn't dare to sit, and if they sat down, they didn't dare to stand.

There is no sentimentality, only deep obedience.

Even halfway, Luo Chenmu sent the cook and the beautiful woman last night out to buy vegetables, but the other party just nodded and didn't dare to say much.

In particular, Wang Xiangfeng noticed that this big black and two black didn't seem to be ordinary people, they were full of energy, their eyes were sharp, they were sitting opposite Luo Chenmu, their whole body was tense, and there seemed to be something unusual, and the two of them could immediately attack as quickly as leopards.

"Master!"

What shocked Wang Xiangfeng even more was that she couldn't feel their breathing when she was sitting on the edge of the big black and the two black, even if she couldn't stand her ears up, she couldn't feel it!

Even for a minute or two, their boobs only rise and fall slightly!

The breath is obviously extremely long.

"Who the hell is this Luo Chenmu?"

"Even the servants!"

"And at first glance, it's not an ordinary servant!"

Along the way, Wang Xiangfeng asked a lot of questions.

For example, what Luo Chenmu does, where he lives, what his parents do, when did he start learning his kung fu, and whether he can block bullets.

But as a result, Luo Chenmu only answered a question lightly.

He was a student.

The rest were silent.

On the contrary, I got a lot of news from Wang Xiangfeng's mouth, this sick woman, that is, Wang Yan's daughter, named Lin Ziyi, is now eighteen years old, and she went to the Sichuan-Tibet region with a few friends for a self-driving trip during the summer vacation of her third year of high school last year.

Wang Yan is also a hard-working woman, her husband died unexpectedly soon after she got married, she served dishes and washed dishes, worked as a tailor and sold clothes, and by chance, started a seafood business.

It's out of control.

More than ten years have passed, and with the power of a woman, in the north district of Xishan City, such a large seafood restaurant has been opened.

More than ten years of experience has also made her exquisite, talking about people when she sees people, and talking nonsense when she sees ghosts, and many noble officials are frequent visitors here.

But since her daughter fell ill, she didn't have the mind to be in the store, entrusted the restaurant to her nephew Wang Xiangfeng, and took her daughter all over the world to seek medical advice.

By chance, I heard an old man say that there are warriors in this world, and maybe warriors can save their daughter's life. From this, she launched various relationships and began to search for a warrior.

Even for a while, two imposters were found.

Those two people only knew some fists and feet, so they dared to call themselves martial artists, but even so, they also deceived hundreds of thousands from Wang Yan's hands.

There is no way, Wang Yan has to try everything in order to save her daughter's life.

As for Luo Chenmu's identity as a warrior, if he hadn't seen the steel pipe bent by him with his own eyes, and a handprint was branded on his solid wood table, if it wasn't for this, they wouldn't have believed it.

After all, Luo Chenmu is too young, at this age, at most eighteen or nineteen years old! Changing to a fifty-six-year-old grandfather in white clothes, they are easy to believe.

"Mr. Luo, it's here!"

When the seven-seater business Mercedes-Benz entered a luxurious small group and stopped in front of a villa, Wang Yan was already standing at the door, looking forward to it.

Even when the car stopped, he personally opened the door for Luo Chenmu.

Moreover, she already knew from the message sent by Wang Xiangfeng that this Luo Chenmu also brought two bodyguards.

"Mr. Luo, please!"

Wang Yan made a gesture of please.

Full of expectations.

She sincerely hoped that Luo Chenmu would cure her daughter.

Even that was the last expectation.

The doctor who had just tested it inside said that her daughter would only have one week to live at most.

"Yes."

Luo Chenmu nodded lightly and followed Wang Yan's footsteps.

Lin Ziyi's room is in the innermost part of the second floor.

The room was very large, and when the door was pushed open, Luo Chenmu saw three doctors in white coats and masks, fiddling with instruments, seemingly facing Lin Ziyi, who was lying unconscious on the bed, doing various tests.

"Huh?"

"Ms. Wang, what is this?"

Seeing Luo Chenmu and the two black-clothed men walking in, the three doctors were startled with a "poof" in their hearts.

Do?

We don't have a good illness, we can't do this, right?

Want to hit someone?

Especially the two black-clothed servants, with a violent aura, made it clear to the three of them that they were not each other's opponents at all, and if they really fought, they would only be beaten by fat.

This Wang Yan is too open-minded!

They are doctors, but they have never said that they will be able to treat people's diseases!

"Doctor Li, this is Mr. Luo I invited, and I want him to show my daughter."

Wang Yan didn't know what the other party was thinking, and opened her mouth to introduce to the old doctor at the head, and her eyes naturally fell on Luo Chenmu's body.

"Mr. Luo?"

Seeing that he was not looking for trouble, this Dr. Li immediately relaxed a lot, but then, he frowned, "Mr. Luo, see a doctor?" ”

"You're a doctor?"

He couldn't believe his ears, this Luo Chenmu looked like he was only twenty years old at most!

What can you do at this age?

Whether it is Chinese medicine or Western medicine, you should be studying in college at this age, right?

And in his eyes, if the doctor doesn't finish reading, he can't be called a doctor at all, it's all a ragtag army!

I know you're worried about your daughter's condition, but you can't rush to the doctor.

"It's not."

Luo Chenmu shook his head, he was a martial artist!

I don't have a medical license, and I certainly can't be called a doctor!

And his eyes were not on Dr. Li who was asking questions at all, and as soon as he entered the room, he paid attention directly to Lin Ziyi who was lying on the bed.

"The black gas in the center of the eyebrows gathers but does not disperse, the brows are furrowed, and even on the top of the head, there is a layer of black gas!"

In the eyes of others, these are invisible things, but now, Luo Chenmu is not only a first-grade martial artist, but also has learned first-grade medical skills, and according to the experience in the first-grade medical path, he gathers Xuanqi with his eyes.

Sure enough, at a glance, I saw something unusual!

"The Wedding Dress Trick!"

This manifestation is 90 percent similar to the phenomenon described in the wedding dress formula. If the other important performance is the same, it must be! ”

Luo Chenmu had expected the heaven and earth in the black bowl last night, and thought that it was likely to be an evil technique for marrying clothes.

Now it seems that eight or nine are not far from ten.

"Isn't it?"

"It's not a doctor, what are you looking for!"

It's just that when Luo Chenmu was about to step forward to see if the most symptomatic performance was the same as the magic trick of the wedding dress, he was stopped by the seventy-year-old Dr. Li.

And his tone was stern, and he was full of vigilance against Luo Chenmu!