Chapter 4805

"Remember what I said before, if you have the ability to cure Chen Zhonghu, just do it!"

"I Zhang Xiaofan can guarantee that I will not interfere in your treatment of Chen Zhonghu, and I will not take the initiative to ask you for trouble."

"Of course, if you can't cure it, please call on me as soon as possible. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that Chen Qidong will have any problems if you are a little bit late."

After leaving this sentence, Zhang Xiaofan was too lazy to talk to Chen Zhonghu any more nonsense. He clapped his hands and took Shao Wenqiang, Shao Wenhua's two brothers and the elite members of the Jiulong gang and left directly.

"Chen Qidong, how do you feel now? Are you ok?"

After seeing Zhang Xiaofan leave Chen's villa, Chen Zhonghu, who is paralyzed on the ground, is relieved for a long time.

But then he saw his limbs begin to unconscious, constantly twitching Chen Qidong, his mind was tight, and he rushed to look up Chen Qidong's injury.

In fact, the reason why Chen Zhonghu said in front of Zhang Xiaofan that his medical skills were more than several times stronger than that of martial arts, was not entirely for his own face, and the dead duck said so.

Even though all the former masters of the Tibetan emperor are not loyal to the emperor Chen, they are not necessarily able to stand up.

However, what really made the Chen family, the capital of the emperor, respected by others, was not martial arts, but the accomplishments and unique skills of the Chen family in medical ethics.

This is the fundamental reason why Chen's Pharmaceutical Group, as a foreign enterprise, can share the world with Chu's pharmaceutical.

Moreover, Chen's Pharmaceutical Group is not only a strong force in this Jiangnan region, but also one of the largest pharmaceutical groups in China and even in Southeast Asia.

However, the reason why they are so powerful is naturally closely related to the foundation of the Chen family, a century old family of medical ethics.

"It hurts..."

"I'm in pain..."

"Uncle Zhong, I'm now... I'm really in pain. I feel that the whole person is going to die..."

seeing Chen Zhonghu come to his side to check the injury, Chen Qidong tried to open his eyes, holding Chen Zhonghu's arm with one hand and pressing his neck position with the other hand.

"Chen Qidong, please bear with me. I'll help you check the injury!"

Seeing Chen Qidong so miserable, Chen Zhonghu did not dare to be slighted. He quickly stretched out his index finger and pressed the middle finger on his pulse. He felt the pulse quietly.

After a long time --

"this... How is this possible?!"

Chen Zhonghu's old face also became cloudy and sunny after feeling his pulse. For a while, he twisted his eyebrows and meditated, while his face was relaxed.

Finally, he reached for his goatee without saying a word for a long time.

"Uncle Zhong..."

"I... how am I now?!"

"I... have I ever been saved?"

"Zhang Xiaofan... Zhang Xiaofan, what kind of cruel hand he gave me..."

Chen Qidong was lying on the ground, his hands tightly covering his chest. He gasped heavily with his big mouth. His face was painful, and he asked nervously.

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