Wonderful Immortal Doctor

Chen Wanli held Huang Shuyue in one hand and answered the phone with the other.

Song Siming was on the other end of the phone. Chen Wanli, who had originally promised to go to the ward, did not show up for a long time.

"Mr. Chen, you haven't arrived yet, right? Jiao Jiao is making a fuss about being discharged from the hospital. Is it okay if I have someone take you to my home?"

Chen Wanli said into the phone: "I'm sorry, something has delayed me. Please send a car to pick me up at the Huang Mansion!"

Song Siming was a good person. When he heard about the Huang Mansion, he knew where it was and immediately said, "What kind of trouble does Mr. Chen encounter? Do you want me to solve it..."

Chen Wanli said no and hung up the phone.

Huang Shuyue's face turned red because of suffocation, and his struggle became increasingly weak.

Everyone present looked at Chen Wanli in horror.

Ah Meng struggled several times to get up and save people, but with three broken ribs, he was powerless.

"Madman, you are a madman!" Ah Meng muttered.

It's not like they have never killed anyone, but they would never dare to kill a person of social status like Huang Shuyue in full view of everyone like Chen Wanli. There is no way to escape.

"Brother, no, brother, master, it's really not the case! In the final analysis, it was just a small misunderstanding between us!"

He Laosan's face turned pale with fright, and he knelt down in front of Chen Wanli, kowtowing like garlic.

Ah Meng also reacted and said: "Brother, with your skills, you can have wealth and glory in the future at your fingertips, why trade your life for it?"

"Boss Huang is in trouble this time. I will ask him to kowtow to you and plead guilty! It is better to resolve enemies than to make enemies. In Nanbin City, having a friend like Boss Huang can help you solve many things!"

"Really?" Chen Wanli asked casually.

"Yes, yes! As long as you let Boss Huang go, I, he, they, including Boss Huang, will all be willing to do their best for you in the future!"

Ah Meng looked at Huang Shuyue and rolled his eyes. Seeing that he was about to die, he said quickly.

Chen Wanli curled his lips and let go. Huang Shuyue fell to the ground, gasping for air, coughing violently and bursting into tears.

"Is that so?" Chen Wanli looked at Huang Shuyue with a half-smile and asked.

"Yes, yes, I am willing to serve you in the future!" Huang Shuyue is also a master who can stretch and bend.

Chen Wanli sneered: "Service? You have to live until that day comes! You have horizontal lines in your heart, which are short and twisted, and the Yintang is red and the middle is black. A mixture of good and bad."

"It's a good thing, that is, the red light has been applied to my body, and the black light will also be fulfilled. There are three black lines. You have had three bloody things recently, and one of them has been applied to me.

There will be at least two misfortunes. If you can survive it, you will soar into the sky. If you cannot survive it, you will be reincarnated in the same place! "

Huang Shuyue's eyes widened, what did he mean by this? You have to work for him, Chen Wanli, to survive? Is this a threat?

Thinking of this, Huang Shuyue couldn't help but feel angry. He had been able to survive to this day, and he couldn't be treated like a dog by just coming in!

Not long after, a Rolls-Royce slowly drove toward the gate.

Everyone's eyes turned to it, and Huang Shuyue also raised his eyelids. There were only a few people in Nanbin City who could drive this car.

Soon, the car stopped and Song Siming got out of the car.

Looking at the mess on the ground, surprise flashed across Song Siming's face. Then he saw Chen Wanli standing aside refreshed and refreshed, while Huang Shuyue looked gray and gray, and became even more shocked.

When he made the call, he guessed whether Chen Wanli had a conflict with Huang Laowu, so he came over in person.

But he never expected that he guessed the beginning, but not the end.

"Mr. Chen, are you okay?" Song Siming asked.

Chen Wanli nodded and said directly: "Let's go!"

Song Siming nodded, but pointed out: "Do you need to help Mr. clean up his affairs?"

"Need not!"

Huang Shuyuemu is an idiot. He has status and backing, but compared with Song Siming, the richest man in Nanbin, he is far behind!

Although Song Siming couldn't kill him with a single word, with Song Siming's financial resources, it could be said that his life would be worse than death. His ability was no joke!

Song Siming has such an attitude towards Chen Wanli. Who is this guy?

It wasn't until the Rolls-Royce was gone that Huang Shuyue came back to his senses.

"Brother, this Chen Wanli cannot be offended!" Ah Meng was helped up and walked over, frowning.

"Yes, yes! He Laosan, take the person from that day with you and go to the Tang family to apologize!" Huang Shuyue had an idea on the spot.

As he spoke, he walked towards the door. As he was walking under the door, for some unknown reason, the plaque hanging on the door suddenly fell down.

The plaque fell almost grazing Huang Shuyue's scalp, and blood spurted out from his head, all over his face.

If Ah Meng hadn't quickly kicked him into the courtyard with his quick hands, he would have been covered in blood immediately!

Huang Shuyue's face was covered with blood. He and Ah Meng looked at each other and remembered what Chen Wanli had just said. That was not a threat, but a motto!

"Damn it, He Laosan, prepare something, I will go to the Tang family in person to apologize..."

……

Song Siming got to know Chen Wanli again.

After treating Song Jiaojiao, he also investigated Chen Wanli.

It can be said that he treated Chen Wanli as a living horse doctor in return for curing Song Jiaojiao's depression.

On the contrary, at this moment, he had a little more curiosity and inexplicable trust in Chen Wanli. It is easier for people to trust the strong!

Who is Huang Shuyue? He is the underground tyrant who has been in Nanbin City for many years.

But Chen Wanli actually hit the door with his bare hands. Judging from his posture, Huang Shuyue was defeated.

The ability and ruthlessness of this hand are not something ordinary people can have.

The young man is hiding his secrets!

The Song Family Villa is located in the largest villa park in Nanbin.

The villa is a six-story building with grand decoration, elegant layout, and restrained luxury.

As soon as Song Siming walked in, Song Jiaojiao was no longer in the living room, only a lady dressed in luxurious clothes and elegant temperament.

The noble lady looked Chen Wanli up and down, with some doubts in her eyes.

You are too young, and you may not even have completed your Ph.D. in medicine. How can your medical skills be any better?

"Song Siming, is this the doctor you found?" The lady looked at Song Siming.

Chen Wanli raised his eyebrows but said nothing.

Song Siming nodded and said: "Jiaojiao was almost misdiagnosed in the hospital. It was Mr. Chen who discovered the clues and took action in time to save her life."

After speaking, he introduced: "This is my ex-wife, Huangfulong."

Chen Wanli nodded slightly, taking it as a greeting.

Huangfurong was a little unhappy. Her family was well-off, and even though she was divorced from Song Siming, no one outside was flattering her.

But is Chen Wanli's cold and arrogant attitude because he despises her because she is his ex-wife?

"Depression is a mental illness. You say he is a Chinese medicine practitioner, but I have never heard of Chinese medicine treating depression!"

Huangfurong directly expressed his doubts to his face.

Song Siming frowned: "Be careful what you say! Mr. Chen has his own abilities, and national expert Li Jiang also recognizes his medical skills!"

"Ability? How capable can a young boy be?" Huangfurong refused.

Song Siming knew that his ex-wife was paranoid, so he simply didn't bother to say more: "Mr. Chen, Jiaojiao is in the room upstairs, I will take you up!"

"I don't allow him to see Jiaojiao!" Huangfurong stopped in front of the two of them.

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Song Jiaojiao's voice came from the microphone in the corridor: "Come up!"