Han Jingyang doesn't know many big people.

Before that, he was an ordinary college student, and he had no chance or condition to know any big names, and his professors and tutors were already very big figures in his eyes, such as Zhou Yucheng.

It's only in the last two or three months that I've met a few big people who are characters.

So it feels strange to see people in wheelchairs.

This is a big shot, no doubt about it.

It looks familiar, but it's strange.

There are a number of big people he knows, and he will never forget them when he sees them, and he will not know them but he knows them.

Did you see it on TV?

Still is......

Han Jingyang frowned and stared at the middle-aged man in the wheelchair.

This is a standard middle-aged man, with a face in his forties, a yellow complexion with black in the middle, thick black eyebrows, a square face and a wide mouth, a three-layer chin and a thick neck, and a fat body.

But the man was lying in a wheelchair with his eyes closed, and a blanket was covering him.

I don't know if I'm asleep or unconscious.

Han Jingyang quietly activated the aura attribute, observed it carefully for a while, and knew it in his heart.

This man is indeed a big man.

But now he is in trouble, he is in a coma, he is sick, and he can also be regarded as seriously injured.

What can be seen in other aspects is that he is very rich, his wealth is extremely prosperous, he has a lot of heirs, his cause and effect are heavier, and there are definitely lives under his hands, he is not a good person, but he is different from a big villain like Zhang Dahai.

It's kind of interesting.

It should be a tycoon in Quancheng or Lu Province.

Thinking of this, he nodded slightly towards Shi Xiaoya.

Shi Xiaoya received the order and got out of the way.

The thick ponytail looked a little pale, pushed the wheelchair man to the coffee table, and arched his hand towards Han Jingyang: "Mr. Han, I apologize for my recklessness in the morning." ”

Han Jingyang didn't answer the question, but looked the wheelchair man up and down for a moment: "Tell me his identity." ”

"This ......"

"Questions?"

"No, this is my boss Yang Zhizhong, who is the founder of Xinyi Group."

Han Jingyang instantly realized.

Yang Zhizhong, founder of Xinyi Group.

No wonder it looks so familiar, and I've really dealt with it before.

When he was in college, the college had received a donation from the boss Yang, and in his sophomore year, that is, three years ago, Yang Zhizhong donated a sum of cultural relics worth 50 million yuan to their college, and created a scholarship fund, and he also received a bonus for two years.

Now there is a picture of this big boss Yang hanging in the corridor of the college.

No wonder it looks familiar.

Old acquaintances indeed.

However, he remained silent and nodded slightly: "Something to do with me?" ”

The thick ponytail nodded: "I want to ask Mr. Han for help." ”

"His life?"

"Yes."

"What does the hospital say?"

"I couldn't find any symptoms, I checked all kinds of tests, and finally said it was narcolepsy."

Of course I can't find out.

This is the original god injured.

If left untreated, sooner or later they will become vegetative or even die.

With the blessing of the Wangqi attribute, there is almost nothing in this world that can fill Han Jingyang's eyes.

Govern?

It can also be cured.

A matter of skill.

But it's not something that ordinary skills can solve.

He has a lot of skills that can be used to heal diseases and injuries, but most of them are for the physical body, and there are very few for the primordial spirit or soul, and now there is only one, and the grade is not high, only two times of use.

You have to leave at least once twice just in case, in case the people around you encounter this kind of problem, so that they will not be helpless.

No, it seems that there are fewer people to stay only once, there are more and more people around, once is obviously not enough, two times is not enough, and three or five times is so-so.

Therefore, this skill is extremely valuable.

He didn't want to use it on Yang Zhizhong.

He is not a doctor in a public hospital, he has not recited the oath of medical students, and he has no mission inheritance, he is just a lucky person who was smashed by a pie falling from the sky, he can shoot if he wants to, he doesn't want to do it, and no one can force him to do it.

Let him save people and help, and he is not ambiguous when he can.

Let him use his own security to save other people's lives, he can't do it.

Let him save Yang Zhizhong, he is even more unhappy.

This person is not as bad as Zhang Dahai and He Dingkun, but he is definitely not a good person?

What?

Donation?

Scholarship fund?

So what, a bad guy is not a bad guy if he does something good?

What do you think?

A good egg will become a bad egg if he does a bad thing, because the egg has spoiled, and it will only continue to spoil.

A bad guy does a good deed, but it is absolutely impossible to become a good egg, because the bad guy has completely deteriorated, even if he wakes up and repents and reforms, he is also a bad guy who realizes that he has deteriorated, which is qualitatively different from a good egg.

A person like Yang Zhizhong is a villain who has spoiled half of it, and even if the other half has not deteriorated for the time being, he must not eat it again.

Whoever eats it is thin.

Of course, there are people who love to eat spoiled eggs.

But Han Jingyang was absolutely reluctant to try.

Saving this kind of person will damage one's own aura, pollute one's own qi, and distort one's own qi.

Therefore, Han Jingyang shook his head: "I'm sorry, I can't do anything about it." ”

The thick ponytail was anxious: "Mr. Han, we are very sincere." ”

"Your so-called sincerity is actually just that in my eyes."

"Mr. Han, please ......"

"Don't, it's useless to beg me, you better look for another master, there are many hermit masters in this world, especially the kind of folk masters who are good at treating incurable diseases, and there are many people, if you look carefully, you will definitely be able to find it."

"We looked for it, but it didn't work, and our boss's situation is complicated."

"I'm not interested in your boss's situation, take him away, or it's too bad to die in my shop."

The thick ponytail was even more anxious, and suddenly knelt on the floor with a "poof", kowtowing "bang", banging, banging, very hard.

As soon as the thick ponytail moved, several people who came with the thick ponytail also knelt down together, kowtowing their heads neatly.

When Han Jingyang saw this scene, his expression gradually became gloomy, and he raised his hand.

The thick ponytail was overjoyed when he saw this: "Mr. Han, you agree?" ”

Han Jingyang said with a gloomy face: "Don't use your cheap dignity to blackmail me, it's useless, it will only make me more angry, take your people and things before I get angry, get out, don't let me say it a second time." ”

"Mr. Han, we definitely don't have ......"

Han Jingyang didn't wait for the thick ponytail to finish speaking, and shook his head at Shi Xiaoya: "Throw them out, dare to resist, and give a heavy hand." ”

Shi Xiaoya nodded.

Liu Jing also immediately stood up, blocked the sight of the thick ponytail, and pointed to the door expressionlessly: "Get out-"

The anger on the thick ponytail's face flashed, and he leaned his neck and said to Han Jingyang: "Mr. Han, I am a rough person and don't know how to be polite, but I am absolutely unambiguous in my actions, as long as you are willing to make a move, I will listen to you if you want to kill or chop or whatever you need, and I will do whatever I want." ”

Shi Xiaoya sneered: "Didn't you hear what my boss said? Don't blackmail him with your insignificant dignity, whether you kowtow or bow your head to obey orders, it's worthless in the eyes of my boss, understand? ”

"You, you, you can humiliate my dignity, but you can't humiliate my strength," the thick ponytail stood up abruptly, and looked down at Shi Xiaoya angrily: "If you are not convinced, you can go out and compete to see whose strength is more worthless?" ”

"Hehe, don't measure yourself," Shi Xiaoya patted the katana on her waist, and met the thick ponytail gaze without showing weakness: "Not only is it superior, but it is also life and death, dare?" ”