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Zhong Wentao was startled, but then he laughed.

Why would he die?

"We're safe. Don't cry anymore. Everyone is watching."

Zhong Wentao consoled his with a soft voice. At this point of time, Bai Shiyun was the weakest of them all, so he could not take even a little bit of damage.

Bai Shiyun nodded her head foolishly, then drove down. Her legs were trembling because she used too much strength.

After walking a few steps, he fell to the ground, unable to get up.

Zhong Wentao sat beside her to comfort her.

Those who were watching the show lost interest because they did not see the scene of the bloodbath. Car racing was the way to go.

The curtains officially opened.

Over ten sports cars were gathered at the starting point. From their point of view, their vision was actually very good.

Zhong Wentao just sat quietly on the ground and watched them race. With the gentle breeze blowing, he felt that his mood had broadened by a lot.

That move just now, if it was before he advanced, it would be impossible for him to do it. His strength had already increased.

"Sorry, I almost killed you."

The calm Bai Shiyun said softly, her expression somewhat exhausted.

The unrestrained crying just now had allowed her to release all of the pressure she usually felt. Her chest didn't feel stuffy, and it had only consumed a large amount of her physical strength.

Zhong Wentao calmly checked her pulse and felt that the Evil Qi in her body had decreased by a lot.

It seemed like Wang Zhanhai's decision was right, as long as Bai Shiyun could find something that could divert her attention and put in a serious effort, she could reduce the situation with her other personality.

"Thud."

In the distance, a sports car crashed into the surrounding buildings. Sparks flew in all directions as the sports car exploded.

Several cars in front, back, left and right were also affected by the explosion.

After instructing Bai Shiyun not to move recklessly, the first thing Zhong Wentao did was to run towards the front.

He was a Chinese doctor, and treating and saving others were his natural duties. He would never retreat.

He dragged a man out of the nearest sports car, and his clothes were stained red with blood.

The man was full of wounds. He just looked serious. He didn't get any serious injuries. He was lucky that he didn't get hurt.

"Who are you? Don't touch our Young Master!"

A few bodyguard like people hurried over after a while. They were extremely vigilant of Zhong Wentao, which also showed that the identity of the person who was injured was very gold and expensive, and was not from a normal family.

Looking around, it was the same for the rest of the people. Many bodyguards rushed out and called for an ambulance. They sent people to save them, that is ? No one called the police.

While Zhong Wentao was in a daze, a few bodyguards pushed him away, wanting to help the person on the ground up.

"There are many broken bones on his body. Let him lie on the ground, his bones can still maintain his original form. If he were to lift him up, the feeling of a broken bones would definitely be enjoyable."

Zhong Wentao faintly said, as he could not bear to see the methods of these people.

He didn't try anything. If he didn't stop him, this young man might have suffered a lot more.

"What nonsense is this!"

The bodyguards disapproved, Zhong Wentao's clothes were cheap, one look was enough to tell him that he was here to watch a good show, who knew when such a person could even enter the Second Avenue.

"Listen..." "Listen to him ?"

The young man spoke weakly, surprising the bodyguards, but they could only do as he said.

"Are you a doctor?"

Lying on the ground, the man said softly.

Zhong Wentao nodded his head, he had already obtained his medical certificate, so he was naturally a doctor worthy of his title.

"As long as you can help me ease my pain, I'll give you 10,000 yuan!"

The man struggled to speak. He was obviously tormented by pain until there was nothing he could do.

10,000 was not a small number, Zhong Wentao almost immediately nodded his head and agreed.

"A dignified Third Young Master of the Cheng Family who can only take out ten thousand yuan after receiving such a heavy injury. It looks like I need to consider whether or not I should work together with you guys on the next project."

Bai Shiyun slowly walked over from afar and interrupted Zhong Wentao's agreement.

This Master Cheng San seemed to have a lot of money in his family, causing Zhong Wentao to smile a little more.

It looked like his Gold Sore Medicine didn't need to be advertised.

"What do you want? Our Cheng Family can afford all the money."

He mustn't lose face.

"Young Master!"

The bodyguards shouted. Before he left, the lord had instructed him not to let the third young master spend money carelessly.

Everyone knew that the Third Young Master of the Cheng Family was a big spender. As long as there was a shopping mall that the Third Young Master of the Cheng Family was in, the turnover would increase by three times, some even higher.

No matter how rich the Cheng family was, they couldn't stand Third Young Master's words. That was why Old Master Cheng gave the order that the young master of the Cheng family only had ten thousand yuan a month for pocket money.

Therefore, when Cheng San said ten thousand yuan, it was already the only money he had. It was only the beginning of the month, so he didn't have the chance to spend the ten thousand yuan. Otherwise, he wouldn't even have that much money.

"It seems like Young Master Cheng San has no money. Let's just leave Divine Doctor Zhong and let these people send him to the hospital. Although it will be very painful, he won't die."

Bai Shiyun said with a smile, and was about to bring Zhong Wentao away.

"One hundred thousand!"

Cheng San shouted anxiously.

The two of them turned around and left without stopping.

"Two hundred thousand!"

"Three hundred thousand!"

" Eight hundred thousand, no more! "

Cheng San was about to succumb to this kind of torture as he let out a mournful cry.

Bai Shiyun stopped and raised her eyebrows at Zhong Wentao proudly.

It was all thanks to her that he was able to go from ten thousand to eight hundred thousand.

"If he can't cure me, I'll kill him!"

Cheng San gongzi spoke coldly, but his eyes were looking at Bai Shiyun, obviously telling him to take responsibility until the end.

"Don't worry. Since he dared to take your eight hundred thousand, he naturally has the ability. However, when will you be paying him?"

It was now time for Third Young Master Cheng to worry about how to obtain eight hundred thousand yuan.

The Cheng family imposed an economic blockade on him, and he did not have any financial resources. Every month, it would be 10,000 yuan, and he would have to save up for 80 months without eating or drinking.

"I ?"

Third Young Master Cheng was at a loss for words, unable to answer.

"Let's go."

Bai Shiyun turned around and was about to leave.

"Debit!" I can write you promissory notes! I will definitely return the money to you all within a month! "

His voice sounded weak and weak. The wound was bleeding profusely, and he was on the verge of death.

Bai Shiyun immediately took out a bill from her pocket and wrote down a few lines. Cheng Sanye did not even need ink and used his bloodied hands to press down on the seal.

Zhong Wentao poured out the Golden Sore Medicine and slowly sprinkled it on Cheng San's wound.

In less than ten minutes, the bleeding stopped and the pain was alleviated. It was indeed effective.

The places where the bones were broken were also pierced by Zhong Wentao using silver needles, he clenched them tightly to let the cracks heal.

"It really doesn't hurt anymore!"

He touched his body and was very surprised.

Ever since he was young, the thing he hated the most was hospital and pain. Otherwise, if he had his bodyguards take him to the hospital, would he still have to waste 800,000 dollars here?

But to make him stop hurting so quickly, this eight hundred thousand was worth it.

"How is it? I didn't lie to you, right?"

Bai Shiyun said proudly, as though she was the one who cured Cheng San shao.

"Then remember to pay up quickly, or else you will make it public to the media that you, the Cheng family, are bullying the commoners and will not pay back the money you owe."

With that, she stuffed the promissory note into Zhong Wentao's clothes pocket, and Bai Shiyun then pulled Zhong Wentao's arm and left.

Along the way, Zhong Wentao felt that his clothes were heavy, and a promissory note worth eight hundred thousand gold coins was in his pocket.

"Look at you."

Beside the Land Rover, Bai Shiyun laughed in disdain.

Zhong Wentao didn't mind at all.

With a promissory note in his hand, he wasn't afraid that his Golden Sore Medicine wouldn't sell.

It wasn't that he was too stupid, but this thing was really good. Even if no one believed him, it would attract a bit of popularity. If someone came, he was not afraid of them buying something.

"Get on the car, I'll take you back."

Bai Shiyun said in a kind voice, tricking Cheng San Young Master eight hundred thousand, her small surprise was nothing.

Zhong Wentao politely shook his head. The vicinity of the 'Ciji Hall', was extremely quiet at night. If a car were to enter the city, it would be heard by everyone nearby, and Zhou Zihan would definitely find out that he had snuck out in the middle of the night. It was better not to cause trouble, as that little girl had been paying more and more attention to him.

Bai Shiyun did not force it. Driving her car to leave, she felt a little disappointed, and the happy feeling just now also suddenly became a little sour.

As for why, she didn't think about it. She just thought she was too tired. She just drove back as fast as she could and enjoyed a peaceful sleep.

Ciji Hall.

When he arrived, it was already 3 in the morning. Zhong Wentao was sitting on his bed, completely brimming with energy and energy, and did not want to rest at all.

It was a thin piece of paper. He was extremely nervous and didn't want to damage it no matter where he put it.

He tossed and turned until dawn, but he still couldn't think of a good place to hide the paper.

For three days, no one from the Cheng family came to look for him.

On the contrary, when Bai Shiyun released the news, she said that Third Young Master Cheng spent eight hundred thousand on a bottle of extremely useful Golden Sore Medicine, but could not afford it, so he decided to just hide.

After the commotion, Zhong Wentao's Golden Sore Medicine had also begun to show its corners.

In the beginning, only some of the better young masters came to see the commotion. They did not buy anything, but only came to ask around.

Later on, a few small reporters came over to interview him. However, because Ciji Hall looked rather shabby, they felt that it was all just a rumor and didn't have a respectful attitude.

After making a ruckus for a month or so, they had returned to the beginning.

After all, Third Young Master Cheng had been missing all along, and there was no confirmation from the person involved. Very few people believed that Third Young Master Cheng would be so stupid as to spend eight hundred thousand dollars to buy medicine.

Zhou Cangzhu stayed in bed for a long time, and after much difficulty, less people came to see him. There were even some who pointed at them, saying that they were unreliable and that they were all lies, how could he accept that?

"You stinking brat, you aren't good enough for traditional Chinese medicine, yet you want to cheat with others. Now, even your reputation has been destroyed, I am a sinner!"

"Get the hell out of here! I don't want you to live here anymore, get lost now! "

"Never let me see you!"