On the other side of the Pacific Ocean, the beautiful city of Kuniasugi.

The city is one of the most prosperous cities in the country, and at the same time, it has a strong artistic scene.

At this time, Han Qing appeared at a high-level art exhibition in the city.

This exhibition was organized by Mr. Philip, the top painter in the beautiful country.

And Philip is the goal of Han Qing's trip.

Through the memories of Anthony, the leader of the Cult of the Heavenly Turning God who stole into the East, Philip has another identity, that is, Cardinal Lucia's own uncle, and at the same time, her only and most caring relative.

If Han Qing wanted to enter the cultivation place controlled by the Heaven Turning God Sect, the only way to do that was through Philip as a breakthrough, and through him, he could contact Cardinal Lucia.

Moreover, if he was not mistaken, the mysterious fragment he sensed should also be in the place controlled by the Heaven Turning God Sect.

There were a lot of people in this exhibition, many of them who looked like people from the upper class.

In addition, many artists from all over the world came to the show.

At this time, Han Qing saw Philip, the owner of this exhibition.

He was dressed very decently, with white hair and white beard trimmed in a very artistic style, and he was smiling at this time, being guarded by a group of people.

Han Qing's eyes were deep thinking, how could I get close to him?

After a while, he had a plan in mind.

At this time, Han Qing flexed his fingers covertly and flicked lightly.

Suddenly, Philip's face suddenly turned pale, he covered his heart, he couldn't seem to get up in one breath, and then collapsed to the ground.

"Come on, come on......

"Where's the doctor?"

The people nearby all shouted in shock, and many masters hidden in the crowd also stepped forward like a swarm to form a circle, looking around vigilantly.

At this time, Philip's personal doctor immediately stepped forward to rescue him.

But soon, his face turned pale and he was drenched in cold sweat.

"Mr. Philip had a heart attack and a cerebral infarction, and he had a seizure at the same time, and now he is not breathing." The doctor exclaimed as if the sky had fallen.

At this moment, two men's faces changed, and they immediately stepped forward, pinched Philip's mouth, and fed a liquid.

However, Prip still didn't make any movement, which made the two of them look extremely ugly.

"It's over, after taking the powerful life-healing liquid, there is no movement, it seems that it is really dead, and Lord Lucia will tear us apart alive." One of them shuddered.

At this time, the other man gritted his teeth, got up and looked around the crowd, and said loudly, "Is there a wise doctor here, as long as we save Mr. Philip, we can promise him all conditions."

Han Qing was waiting for this time, he immediately rushed forward and said loudly, "I'm a doctor, get out of the way."

Immediately, Han Qing raised his hand, nodded a few fingers on Philip, and slapped him on the head a few times.

Suddenly, Philip, who was already out of breath, suddenly opened his mouth wide, and then breathed greedily.

Everyone around was stunned, and it was really ...... Saved.

I don't know who applauded first, so everyone began to applaud enthusiastically.

The two masters let out a long sigh of relief and almost collapsed.

They were glad that Philip was alive, otherwise they would not have been able to bear the wrath of Lord Lucia.

And soon, Philip opened his eyes, and after learning that Han Qing had saved him, he immediately held his hand with great gratitude.

"Thank you for the life-saving grace of the divine doctor, otherwise I will go to see God, old man, if you have any requests, I Philip will try my best to meet you." Philip exclaimed.

"You're welcome, as a doctor, it's my duty to save lives." Han Qing said calmly.

When Philip heard this, he had a better impression of Han Qing.

At this time, he turned his head, stared angrily at the personal doctor he had hired before, and said sharply, "York, you are really a quack, if it weren't for this miracle doctor who saved me, I would have been an old man

It's over, you get out of here at once, and don't let me see you again."

Philip's personal doctor suddenly received amnesty, and he didn't dare to let go of a fart, and ran away in a hurry, for him, this was a life.

Immediately, Philip looked at Han Qing eagerly again, and said, "Dear Divine Doctor, now that I am short of a personal doctor, I am willing to pay a salary of 10 million US dollars, and beg Mr. to stay."

Hearing the figure of 10 million US dollars, everyone around him let out a burst of amazement.

10 million US dollars, it is about salary, not about the number of years, according to international practice, then it is an annual salary by default.

10 million US dollars a year, how many presidents can't reach this height.

In this exhibition, there are so many people in the upper class, but there are definitely few people who can casually come out with 10 million dollars in cash.

"This doctor is really shit lucky, 10 million dollars a year, I guess I'm going crazy with joy."

"Yes, seeing that he is very young, I don't know if he is married, if he is not married, I have a granddaughter who is unmarried, but I can let them talk."

"If nothing else, if you can hug Mr. Philip's thigh, he'll be soaring."

Many people have sighed that another new star is about to rise in this cedar city.

Philip looked at Han Qing, waiting for his answer.

However, he is very confident, a doctor should not be able to resist the temptation of an annual salary of 10 million US dollars.

Philip doesn't care about money, money is a string of numbers to him, but he spares his life.

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Philip, I refuse, because I don't like to be under people, and I don't like to be ridden on my head, even if it's you, Mr. Philip." Han Qing replied lightly.

Philip's confident expression froze, and the people around him all looked incredulous.

10 million US dollars a year, he actually refused, did his brain enter the water.

"Is it because you don't have enough money? How about 20 million dollars?" Philip frowned and spoke.

"It's not a question of more money and less money." Han Qing said lightly.

"Thirty million dollars." Philip's voice grew cold, and he could see that he was already a little vindictive.

"I'm sorry." Han Qing frowned.

"100 million dollars." Philip said loudly, he didn't believe it, he couldn't kill the miracle doctor with money.

At this moment, many people around gasped.

100 million US dollars a year, that's really sky-high.

Some people think that Han Qing is bold and careful, and if he refuses a few times, it will be 100 million US dollars.

Some people think that he is looking for death, and Mr. Philip's anger is not something that anyone can bear.