Chapter 21

Name:The best little cook Author:老肥
Looking at the sudden stalemate of the atmosphere in front of him, Liu Demin's face suddenly changed, and a thick chill flashed in his eyes, which immediately added fuel to the fire.

"Mr. Mo, you can see that. This hillbilly doesn't even give you face. It's just reprehensible. I don't think he has any skills at all. A small kitchen handyman hasn't even been to the hospital several times. How can he be worth your illness? "

Mo Yunhai frowned slightly, and he was also angry. After all, he was a powerful man in Nanjiang City, but he was so rebuffed.

However, his self-cultivation is much better than Liu Demin's clown. He smiles quietly and says to Zhang Ye, "little brother, just now my bodyguard was disrespectful to you. I apologize for him."

Mo always apologized?

Mo Yunhai, who never bowed his head to anyone, apologized to a little chef?

If you say this, I'm afraid it will be laughed off immediately, but now it happened.

Even Feng Yan, who is not very familiar with Mo, is full of amazement, which is really shocking.

"Ono, if you can really help Mr. Mo take good care of his illness, you can do it quickly. It's good for you to have a relationship with such a high official as Mr. mo

Feng Yan persuades Zhang Ye in a low voice. What she shows in her eyes is her sincere concern for Zhang Ye.

Mr. Tang also followed suit and said kindly: "little brother, doctor's parents, no matter what kind of relationship you have with Mo, if you see a patient suffering and can't help him, aren't you ashamed of your medical skills?"

Zhang Ye looks at Tang Lao, and then looks at Feng Yan. Seeing that she looks anxiously at herself, he finally sighs.

"Well, in that case, I'll just look at the face of sister Yan'er and help Mr. Mo get well." He said faintly, looking at Mo Yunhai with burning eyes.

Mo Yunhai is such a smart man. He can't understand the meaning of Zhang Yehua after decades of ups and downs of business.

He laughed, pointed to the lobby manager beside him and said, "from today on, you have been dismissed. Your position will be held by Ms. Feng Yan and you will enjoy the treatment of vice president of the hotel."

The lobby manager was silly. He knelt down on the ground and cried, "Mr. Mo, I'm wrong. Please forgive me this time. I'm wrong."

He wanted to continue to say something, but the bodyguard came directly to drag him out of the room, wailing all the way, but no one dared to stop him.

Mo Yunhai is the biggest powerful person in Yunhai group. In a word, he can decide anyone's life and death.

He said to Zhang Ye with a smile, "little brother, is my sincerity enough to apologize?"

Zhang Ye turned to Feng Yan with a smile and said, "sister Yan'er, congratulations on your promotion."

"I, I Ono, you'd better treat Mr. Mo first. " Feng Yan was so excited that she didn't know what to say.

A few minutes ago, she was just a foreman. She might even lose her job and have no income.

But in a flash, Zhang Ye helped her win the position of lobby manager, and more importantly, a sentence behind Mo Yunhai.

Enjoy the treatment of vice president!

What does this mean? You know, the fact that vice president Han of the hotel is about to be transferred to the general group has been widely spread, which is basically a matter of certainty.

Now Mo Yunhai suddenly said these words, which is a direct commitment to Zhang Ye, as long as he cured Mo Yunhai, he can sit on the throne of deputy general manager of the hotel at any time.

And all this is Zhang Ye for her.

Although Feng Yan never blamed Zhang Ye for his involvement just now, the ups and downs of her life still make her feel too exciting.

Zhang Ye nodded with a smile. Then he turned to Mo Yunhai and said, "Mr. Mo, we can start now."

"Well, little brother, my illness depends on you. I don't know what else you need?"

Mo Yunhai also became excited. After years of illness, he finally had the hope of recovery, which had to make him happy.

"Well, I also need a set of silver needles. You can..." Zhang Yezheng says, the Tang Lao of the side answers a word however come over.

"Brother Zhang, although I'm mainly engaged in western medicine, I'm also a little involved in traditional Chinese medicine. I have silver needles here. I just don't know if I can..."

What he said was obvious enough. He wanted to see how Zhang Ye treated Mo Yunhai, and the silver needle also came.

Zhang Ye nodded with a smile, took the silver needle bag and said: "Old Tang's words are heavy. You are the master of medical skills to help the boy to guard. I can't wait for you."

"No, no, no, Huaxia has always been the first to achieve. I can see the most magical medical inheritance of Huaxia in my lifetime, and it's worth my life." Tang said with a smile.

"Well, we can start now. Let's go out first. Mo's illness needs to be quiet." Zhang Ye glanced at Liu Demin and said faintly."Boy, what do you say? Who are the idlers? I'm the internal medicine authority of the city hospital. I don't know how much better I am than you. You even let me go out?" Liu Demin said grimly.

Hum!

Mo Yunhai's face suddenly sank.

Without waiting for him to say anything, the fifth bodyguard rushed up and said coldly to Liu Demin, "go out, don't disturb the treatment of doctor Xiao Zhang."

"You

Liu Demin trembled, but he didn't dare to fight with Lao Wu. He took a resentful look at Zhang Ye, went out with a black face, and left the hotel directly.

Only Mo Yunhai, Zhang Ye and Tang Lao, as well as the loyal old five, were left in the big private room.

Even Feng Yan has gone out. Of course, she has other things to do. After all, she has become the lobby manager and has a lot of work to hand over.

"Brother Zhang, what should I do?" Mo Yunhai asked nervously.

"Mr. Mo, you don't have to be nervous or do anything. Just take off your coat and lie on the sofa." Zhang Ye laughed and pointed to the leather sofa beside him.

"Good."

Mo Yunhai nodded, took off his clothes and lay on the sofa.

Seeing Mo Yunhai lying down, Zhang Ye calmly took a candle and lit it. Because there was no alcohol disinfection, he directly chose the fire baking method.

Open Tang Lao's needle bag, and there are hundreds of silver needles in it.

Whoo!

Zhang Ye took a deep breath, and his expression became extremely focused. His internal power began to rotate slowly, and with his hand, he injected a little bit into the silver needle.

Shua!

The silver needle roasted by the candle flame accurately penetrated into a big hole of life and death in Mo Yunhai's waist.

My God!

Next to the old Tang quickly covered his mouth with his hand, but his face was full of amazement.