Chapter 399

"Zhong Wuwen, you should know the end of fighting against our Ximen family." Simon warm angry, will block the bodyguard in front of the body to push away, own gun, direct at the direction of Zhong Wuwen.

Zhong Wentao's body also moved behind him. As long as Ximen Nuan dares to shoot, he immediately pulls Zhong Wuwen to a safe place.

"Let us go, he won't meet Jiang Yuanyuan in the future." Zhong Wuwen said calmly.

"Well, if I believe that they are fools, they will not meet? How could it be Simon called out, it's a man's dignity.

"Don't push me." Zhong Wuwen said calmly.

I don't know who fired the first shot, hit Ximen warm shoulder position, accompanied by blood, Ximen warm half kneel on the ground.

Next, there was a barrage of bullets.

Countless bullets shot out from their eyes, Zhong Wuwen pulled Zhong Wentao to stand in the same place, let the bullets pass through them without moving.

Close your eyes, Zhong Wentao seriously feels the sound of bullets passing around. He finds that no matter how the bullets are fired, they are a little away from them to ensure that they won't be hurt by bullets. This is not a casual shot, it's all designed.

Zhong Wuwen's influence is too powerful. These people have been trained for many years.

No wonder they can pull him to stand here. I'm afraid if they move a little, they will be completely hit by these bullets. This feeling of mutual trust is Zhong Wentao's first experience.

In the rain of gunfire, Zhong Wuwen said coldly: "Wen Tao, don't see Jiang Yuanyuan again. Even if you know she died in front of you, you have to walk by, do you understand?"

"Grandfather..."

Zhong Wentao spoke bitterly, but he could not agree immediately.

"Give up," Zhong continued.

"Grandfather, I have no obsession with her. How can I give up?" Zhong Wentao spits out a word, and the gunfire around is over. They look back at the situation opposite.

On the opposite ground, the bodyguard fell to the ground, bleeding and dying.

Simon warm still kept the position just now, but there were a lot of abrasions on her arms, which was enough to witness the danger just now.

Lowering his head, Ximen Nuan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately... He is still alive!

Fortunately, Zhong Wuwen didn't give a death order, otherwise he would die here just like these bodyguards.

Standing behind Zhong Wu's tattoo, Zhong Wentao is also thinking, since Zhong Wuwen's power is so powerful, why has it been revealed until now? If he had shown his strength earlier, now the four families would have the position of Zhong family.

How did Zhong Wuwen endure being oppressed for so many years?

"Simon's boy, there's a ghost in your own bodyguard who almost killed you. My people help you solve these people. You don't have to pay back this kindness. Let's go first."

With that, Zhong Wuwen turns to leave. Zhong Wentao smiles at the corner of his mouth and follows up quickly.

He was afraid that if he hesitated again, he would laugh directly here.

I didn't expect that Zhong Wuwen's ability to be so angry that he couldn't pay for his life. When he told Ximen Nuan about this, he implied how Ximen Nuan would explain it to the police.

The death of so many people is bound to alarm the police.

"Grandfather, you are so good!"

In a hurry, Zhong Wentao said with a smile: "if I know you are so powerful, what else can I worry about? If you bully me later, I'll give you your name! "

"Hum, smelly boy!"

Zhong Wuwen gave a cold reprimand and walked forward without looking back.

He is still a patient now. He should go back to the ward before those people come. Otherwise, how can others believe that he is ill?

When they entered the ward, Zhong Wuwen lay back. He didn't know if there was any magic in the bed. When he saw the energetic old man lying in bed, he completely lost his vitality. He was so depressed that he couldn't do anything.

Zhong Wentao gently felt his pulse, only to know that Zhong Wuwen pretended to be strong just now.

If we don't show it in front of Simon, maybe it's them who are injured now.

"What are your plans?" Looking at Zhong Wentao coldly, Zhong Wuwen asked.

"I don't know yet..." Zhong Wentao smiles bitterly.

This day is far from what he knows. It will take time for him to become stronger. At least he has to break through the Yuan Dynasty and get more progress.

It's not easy for him to reach Yuanying stage in his current grade. It's very difficult for him to get there. He has been insisting on it all the time. He is about to break through the peace of Yuanying stage, but he always feels that there is a little less motivation to push him. It should be that his body is not at the right time.

Standing by the window, watching the bodyguard bodies downstairs being carried away one by one, and the whole hospital being sealed off, Ximen Nuan was still sitting at the gate, accepting the police's questions.

I don't know how Ximen Nuan did it. At least the police were busy in the afternoon and didn't come to ask Zhong Wuwen.

The mobile phone rings. It's Li Hanyan.

"Wen Tao, why haven't you come back yet?"

Looking at the sleeping Zhong Wuwen, Zhong Wentao said coldly, "Li Hanyan, I'm your master."

Li Han Yan Leng on the phone for a moment. For a moment, he didn't understand what it meant. They have been calling it this way since they realized it. What does Zhong Wentao mean?

"Shifu..." she calls out these two words. It seems that the distance between her and Zhong Wentao has widened. She entered the Tzu Chi hall in order to get close to Zhong Wentao. Why is it not like this now?

"What's the matter?" Zhong Wentao asked coldly.

"Master, you didn't say you wanted to teach me about pharmacology, but Zheng Yu and Feng Chen have no time to teach me every day. Cheng Yang can only take medicine, and dongfangyuan doesn't like all women. I..." Li Hanyan is a little dispirited.

"Don't look at dongfangyuan like that. If you ask her, she will tell you." Zhong Wentao said with a smile, in a better tone.

As long as Li Hanyan doesn't pester him on the phone, he is very happy to love TCM.

Just thinking of those people in the Tzu Chi hall, he had a headache. After taking Li Hanyan back, those people made it clear that they would not help Li Hanyan. He was often absent from the Tzu Chi hall. Li Hanyan really had nothing to do, but it was a bit of a delay to the bright future of others.

However, Li Hanyan is really a gifted person with a good foundation of Western medicine, amazing memory, and can see common and simple diseases. If he is cultivated well, he will be a good Chinese medicine doctor in the future.

If he didn't take a fancy to Li Hanyan, he would not have made such a playful decision to accept him.

"Master, when do you come back? It happened that a patient of Feng Chen came three times and said that he wanted to see you. He said that Feng Chen's treatment was not in place. If you don't come back again, maybe they will make trouble!" Li Hanyan suddenly thought of it

Zhong Wentao agreed to go back immediately, left a note for Zhong Wuwen and left quickly.

There is a person in the dark to guard, and Zhong Wuwen won't have a problem without him.

Soon after arriving at the Tzu Chi hall, he got out of the car and went directly into it. The family member of the patient who had been here for three days, as Li Hanyan said, had been waiting anxiously in it. When he saw him coming in, his eyes looked at him strangely.

Feng Chen was sweating. He was explaining to them one second ago that they should wait. Every time in the past three days, it was like this.

The appearance of Zhong Wentao is also a salvation and a relief for Feng Chen.

"Where is the patient?" Looking around, Zhong Wentao asked strangely.

"In the back room!" Cheng Yang immediately opens his mouth and takes Zhong Wentao to the back. The patient's family members also follow him. They are very anxious.

In the back room, there was a seven or eight year old boy lying on the bed. He was as tall as a seven or eight year old, but his eyes were closed, his body and face were very red, and his breathing was not very smooth.

The patient's family members were talking about something, but Zhong Wentao didn't hear a word clearly.

"Well, you go over with me and wait. Dr. Zhong will see your children well. Don't disturb me." Zheng Yu opens her mouth and wants to go with her family first.

"Doctor, you must save my child. He has been in a coma for several days. Please!" A woman begged, it should be the mother of the boy in bed.

Looking at the boy on the bed, Zhong Wentao frowned. The child's grade is not too big, but I don't know why he fell into a coma and couldn't wake up. Moreover, from the child's expression, we can see that he is experiencing very painful things. It seems that he is immersed in a bad dream. He can't pull away from it and can't open his eyes.

This kind of situation can not be alleviated simply by seeing a doctor and taking medicine. These families also took their children to many large hospitals, and there was no result.

Instrument detection out said no problem, but the child is not awake, no one can help.

Zhong Wentao reaches out his hand and probes into the child's wrist, but finds nothing wrong.

This is tricky. The child is strong and powerful in terms of pulse. He should be a child who likes to make trouble and play around. The feeling of pulse is very different from the child's current situation.

"Master, is the soul disturbed?" Zheng Yu asked softly.

"It's not like that." Zhong Wentao said coldly: "the soul is stable, in the body."

"But he didn't wake up. Why?" The family members asked eagerly, and they couldn't understand what was soul or not. They just thought it was a kind of medical terminology that they didn't understand.

"Well, don't cry. It's the lifeblood of our family. It's because you cry every day that you make the child unwilling to wake up and see you."

The man standing next to the woman suddenly spoke in disgust. He seemed to be the father of the child.

Everyone frowned and was very dissatisfied with the man's attitude. His son was still in a coma in the hospital bed. Even if the father was not worried, he still reprimanded his wife.

The woman didn't retort, but she cried more.

"My child, my child..." the woman cried and did not dare to refute her man.