Chapter 349

"Don't force me. I'm really pissed off. I'll kill you." Song Xiu said: "I'm going to die, but I won't let you live before I die."

"Are you willing to die?" Lin Chengfei asked lightly.

Song Xiu is rich and powerful, rich and well-off. Why does he want to die?

He could not bear to die, nor could he bear to die his son.

Since he was reluctant to give up, he did not dare to do anything to Lin Chengfei.

"Do you know why you are so sick, but the hospital can't check it out?" Lin Chengfei said sarcastically: "it's because you killed too much evil in your last life, did too much evil, and did too many ungrateful things, so now you are full of resentment. Do you know who you will be when you die? It's like tens of thousands of ants crawling and biting on you. They go through every hole in your body and chew off your internal organs. When you're completely out of breath, your body will only have one skin left. "

Lin Chengfei said slowly, but song Xiu was shocked.

"Shut up, shut up for me." Song Xiu roared.

Brush... Brush

Hearing song Xiu's roar, more than 20 bodyguards rushed over, holding a machete in their hands and pointing the blade at Lin Chengfei. They looked like they would come up at any time.

"Treat me!" Song Xiu looked ferocious: "otherwise, I will chop you into a pile of mud today."

"Oh? Is that right? " Lin Chengfei disdains to smile, and then, song Xiu's bodyguard has not moved, but his whole person has moved.

His speed is so fast that people can only vaguely see a shadow.

When his figure reappeared in front of song Xiu, a group of bodyguards stood still.

"What do you eat? Come on, kill him, kill him Song Xiu stepped back involuntarily and ordered loudly.

But a group of bodyguards didn't seem to hear him. They just stood there, stretched out their hands and kept the posture of holding the knife.

"You think they'll listen to you?" Lin Chengfei's voice was very light, but it was louder than thunder.

"You What did you do to them? " Song Xiu asked in horror.

His face was pale, and his liver and gall were all cracked by Lin Chengfei.

"Haven't you heard of acupoints?" Lin Chengfei said with a smile: "you should know that since I know Chinese medicine, it's not very easy for them not to move? Why are you so fussy? "

Song Xiu had heard of acupoints, but he didn't expect that someone in the world could really do such a thing.

He can no longer bear the psychological pressure and terror in his heart. He kneels on the ground and kneels in front of Lin Chengfei.

"Please let me go, I will do whatever you want me to do!" Song Xiu said dejectedly: "just ask you to let me go, let my son go."

Lin Chengfei said, "do you want to live?"

"I want to live."

"You want your son to live, too?"

"Yes

"Good." Lin Chengfei laughed and said, "don't provoke me in the future. Do you understand?"

Song Xiu Leng Leng, did not seem to expect that his request should be so simple.

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Lin Chengfei took a pill out of his pocket and threw it on the ground: "give it to song Qilin. Make sure he's OK for seven days. After seven days, give me another one."

With that, Lin Chengfei turns around and leaves. He doesn't think about what to do with song Xiu. As long as he doesn't bother himself, he will be satisfied.

Song Xiu looked at Lin Chengfei's back in a daze. For a moment, he was a little distracted. Seeing that Lin Chengfei was about to disappear, he suddenly cried out: "Hey, what about my illness?"

"If you want to see a doctor, go to yixinyuan to register and queue up. It's estimated that it will be your turn next month."

Line up?

Song boss even has to line up?

Song Xiu can't laugh or cry, but he has no way to deal with Lin Chengfei. People under the eaves can only do things according to Lin Chengfei's rules.

Don't provoke this pervert any more.

Song Xiu said to himself in silence.

Lin Chengfei went back to yixinyuan directly, and then began to receive patients in his own office.

Now, there are hundreds and thousands of people who come to yixinyuan to see Lin Chengfei. All of them have a number. Even if Lin Chengfei treats 100 people every day, he can still see them in ten days.

However, in these ten days, there will be hundreds of thousands of people coming to seek medical treatment.

Lin Chengfei is very upset.

After seeing off an old rheumatic patient, a 60 year old man came in.

Although the old man was old, he was full of spirit, especially when he wore a grey robe, which added a little refined style.

When Lin Chengfei saw the man, he said with a smile, "what can I do for you when you come here

He could see at a glance that the man was in good health. Since he was not ill, he would not see him. That's why he asked."Little miracle doctor, I want to ask for a piece of calligraphy. Can I?" The old man replied with the same smile.

Lin Chengfei frowned at the old man and shook his head: "look at the old man's appearance. He has no trouble all his life. He is open and aboveboard. I really can't see what words he should give you."

"I want to ask for a picture of a character, not one of your so-called characters that can improve a person's character." Old gentleman light says.

Lin Chengfei was stunned. He had never met such a person who directly asked for Chinese characters. He said with a smile: "I misunderstood you. I'm a doctor and a scholar, but I'm not a word seller. Besides, looking at the cocoons on my fingers, I think I've spent half my life on the pen. I'm sure I'm very good at calligraphy. How dare I teach others?"

The old man burst out laughing and pointed to Lin Chengfei: "you can see that. The little miracle doctor is as careful as a hair. He deserves his reputation

"The old man came to examine me specially?"

The old man said, "my name is Lu Xianmin. I'm the president of Sunan Art Institute and vice president of Huaxia calligraphy and Painting Association."

Lin Chengfei quickly stood up and said, "it's old Lv. Please sit down!"

"You're welcome, little doctor." Sitting on the chair, Lu Xianmin waved his hand and said, "I've come to see you today. In fact, I want to ask you something."

"I don't dare to ask for advice. If you have anything to do, please let me know." Lin Chengfei didn't dare to trust this kind old man.

This is an old man with high prestige. In a second tier city like Southern Jiangsu, he can squeeze into the whole Chinese painting and Calligraphy Association and sit in the position of vice president. It can be imagined that his talent and learning are certainly extraordinary.

Even Chen Xuanhua, whose painting is worth thousands of dollars, has no such qualification.

"I want to know why your words can make a person change so much?" Lu Xianmin doubted and said: "I have read countless books in my life, I don't know how to write, and I think I'm reluctant to go. But why don't I have the effect of little miracle doctor you?"