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What was going on?

The two girls were a little confused, but Uncle Qin understood immediately. Someone urged these people to come and complain, it should be to find trouble and start a fight.

He reminded Chu Feng: "Little Chu, I'm afraid you don't need to rush to agree to this."

Chu Feng laughed and shook his head: "I learn Chinese medicine and I don't open the clinic. Someone is asking for a doctor's help, they can't just shut the door out. "I think this gentleman has his own judgment. We are all adults, so we have to be responsible for what we do and what we say, right?"

The latter half of Chu Feng's words were naturally meant for Du Lichong.

How could Du Lichong not understand? He immediately instructed Xiao Zhang, "We will move out of villa nine now, and when he appears in the future, I will not appear again. Therefore, you all can choose to continue being friends with me, Du Lichong, or with him."

Du Lichong's tone was not harsh, but the contents of his words caused his two companions to break out in a cold sweat.

They only hesitated for a few seconds before deciding to draw a clear line between Du Lichong and the finger messenger.

The two of them drove back to make the arrangements, but Du Lichong did not leave.

The lights continued to go on, the calciners continued to be built, and the complainant was actually staying here to help with some small work.

This left the two security guards completely speechless.

"What do we do now?" the young security guard asked.

The middle-aged security guard said, "Don't even think about washing up and sleeping. Let's just go back and put an end to the complaint."

With that, he sighed, "These rich people, they can do whatever they want with us. We're the ones who have to suffer."

The young security guard looked at him with dissatisfaction. Wasn't that young security guard also a security guard? How did he become a rich man?

At this time, Chu Feng was collecting money!

He was being begged to accept it!

Du Lichong looked at the furnace that was erected. Although his eyes were stinging and his body was uncomfortable, his heart was still filled with hope.

"Little Godly Doctor, can we chat?"

"What are you talking about? I'm too busy to see! "

Actually, Chu Feng was not the least bit busy, he was just watching Uncle Qin mop the meat.

Du Lichong helped to shovel the mud.

The two girls didn't want to waste their time here and had long gone back to watch a palace farce.

Du Lichong had to wait for more than half an hour before he got the chance.

"Little Godly Doctor, how much medical fees do I need to pay? A hundred thousand … 1 million... Two million? "

Chu Feng finally nodded.

Du Lichong took Chu Feng's account and transferred 2 million to him.

Uncle Qin's heart almost dropped into the furnace when he saw this.

Only then did Chu Feng begin to explain, "Do you know why the fecal treatment method is so useful?"

Du Lichong was about to cry.

"Actually, the Tibetan doctors have turned the tables. They didn't figure out what substance really acted as a cure, it's not feces, it's something in yak feces. Traditional Chinese medicine often needs to be made into medicines, soups, and paste. "Then Tibetan doctors can use raw materials directly …"

Du Lichong suddenly understood.

"If you want to cure your illness, you have to think of a way to transport a ton of dried yak feces over here …" Chu Feng did not finish his words.

"Why?"

Chu Feng sighed, "Not here …"

This villa was Dongfang Siyi's home, and was the Dongfang family's dowry for Dongfang Siyi. How could it be filled with cow dung?

Chu Feng felt a headache.

Since he had already accepted the money, he couldn't not help but to make medicine for Du Lichong, right?

Looking at Du Lichong who had an expression of anticipation, Chu Feng said: "How about this, let's discuss this later. I'll treat you first so that you can have a good night's sleep!"

Chu Feng's treatment was very simple, it was using acupuncture.

Because he didn't greet Dongfang Siyi beforehand, Chu Feng didn't bring Du Lichong into the house. Instead, he gave Du Lichong seven needles while they were inside the house in Uncle Qin.

"Can you tell me who is in villa number 9?"

Only then did Chu Feng ask.

Du Lichong looked a little embarrassed: "We have a team that is driving by itself, and was originally part of the LANNGGE Car Club. Then, a lot of people changed cars, but they did not exit, and they started to organize self-driving events and outdoor activities together, slowly forming this team. "He …"

Looking at villa nine, Du Lichong gritted his teeth: "You all will eventually find out, he's called Wang Defu, the logistics director of Eastern Consortium. He can be considered an organizer in our fleet.

Puff …

Chu Feng's face turned strange. "Does he have a nephew named Xiao Mi?"

"That's right. Xiao Mi is not a bad person. She is very warm-hearted, just that her mouth is quite sharp." Saying that, Du Lichong looked at Chu Feng, "Actually, he asked us to come over and teach you a lesson, and said that you are extremely arrogant, relying on your white face of the female CEO, not only did you not take him seriously, you even injured Xiao Mi, and that we are living over at his side, you guys are affecting me, so …"

It went without saying that Du Lichong had voluntarily come to be a spear.

Chu Feng would never turn the tables on his own patients, so these things were not important to him.

He glanced at Villa No. 9 in the darkness and thought, this time, he failed to steal the chicken nor the rice, is this Vice Director Wang addicted to asking for trouble?

Chu Feng remembered that he still had to treat Xiao Mi. There was no place of his own that was inconvenient, how about …

With the money in his account, he should be able to buy a room next door. Chu Feng looked at the room next door and suddenly saw that the lights on the second floor were still on.

It was just that after he bought the room next door, where did Wei Xin live?

Not long after, Pointy Eyes Xiao Zhang drove over alone to pick Du Lichong up.

After they went back, they got angry at Wangde Fu and moved to a hotel.

As Xiao Zhang said this, he looked at Chu Feng with a gaze filled with resentment.

When Chu Feng returned to the house, Lin Lin and Qin Liangyue had already received the news that Chu Feng had earned two million.

Qin Liangyue's eyes were already filled with stars, this handsome pot could actually make money, it's just that the little girl did not expect Chu Feng to leave this place quickly if he made money too quickly.

Lin Lin had thought of it, and bit her lower lip: "Those who see it will get a share, we want the commission."

Chu Feng was stunned?

"Collect money!" It's time to collect the money! " Qin Liangyue also brandished his fist.

"What kind of money?" Dongfang Siyi yawned, his face still had traces of sleep on his arms, "What happened just now?"

Chu Feng felt his heart ache and he did not say anything about Wang Defu.

"Let me give you some acupuncture. It seems like you might be in bed." After Chu Feng found some alcohol to clean up the silver needles, he helped Dongfang Siyi with acupuncture.

During this time, Chu Feng carefully asked: "If I buy the room next door, what do you think?"

Unfortunately, Dongfang Siyi had fallen asleep and did not respond to him.