wicked immortal

"Mr. Zhao, can you treat him?" Qiu Qiu looked at Zhao Yuan for help, and she hoped that Zhao Yuan would give her a clear answer.

Zhao Yuan glanced at Li Mosong, but nodded without answering.

"Li Mozhu, Zhao Yuan can heal your brother's leg!" With Zhao Yuan's nod, Qiu Qiu was immediately confident and said with his head held high.

"Really!" Li Mozhu sneered.

"Of course, the premise is that you have to be rich." Qiu Qiu ignored Li Mozhu's sarcasm and smiled triumphantly.

"How much do you want?" Li Mosong pushed the wheelchair to Zhao Yuan by himself.

"It depends on the person." Zhao Yuan said lightly.

"It depends on the person... what do you mean?" Li Mosong was stunned and asked.

"If you are a billionaire, then the cost of treatment will be very high." Zhao Yuan said calmly.

"What if I'm not?" Li Mosong smiled slightly.

"Then I can only be sorry. I can't do anything. There are too many disabled people in this world. Even if I spend my whole life, I can't help everyone." Zhao Yuan stared deeply at the man in his 30s.

"Hehe, that makes sense. Goodbye, beauty!" Li Mosong laughed and waved to Qiu Qiu.

"Ah...don't you treat him?" Qiu Qiu was taken aback.

"Do you think that people like me would believe that there are miracle doctors who can live and die in the world?" Li Mosong laughed.

"Don't you want to give it a try?" Qiu Qiu was taken aback.

"No, thank you, you should look for another target, genius doctor!" Li Mosong elongated the last two voices meaningfully, with a teasing look on his face.

"You think we are liars?" Qiu Qiu's face changed color, and he said angrily.At this moment, Qiu Qiu realized that the other party didn't believe her and Zhao Yuan at all.

Li Mosong smiled, noncommittal, but his inner thoughts were self-evident from his expression.

"Ms. Zhao, show him your hand!" Qiu Qiu's face showed anger.

"Forget it, let's go." Zhao Yuan could see that Qiu Qiu's emotions were a little out of control.

"Zhao Yuan!"

Looking at the sneering expressions and the eyes as if watching a monkey show, Qiu Qiu stomped his feet angrily.

"Ok."

A bright dagger suddenly appeared in Zhao Yuan's hand, and the crowd onlookers exclaimed.This dagger was given to Zhao Yuan by Brother Yun.

brush!

Before anyone could react, the sharp dagger in Zhao Yuan's hand flashed a cold light in the air, and then, the finger of Zhao Yuan's left hand was cut off, causing commotion among the onlookers, and several women screamed piercingly.

The strange thing is that Zhao Yuan's finger didn't have any blood. Moreover, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the severed finger grew out bit by bit. The speed was so fast that it was clearly visible to the naked eye. Between breaths, the originally bare severed finger actually grew back, no different from other fingers.

In the hotel lobby, there was a suffocating silence.

Li Mosong tilted his head and looked at Zhao Yuan. There was no surprise on his face, but a relaxed expression.

"How is it? Do you know how powerful you are!" Qiu Qiu looked at Li Mozhu who looked shocked with pride.

"How much can I heal my brother's leg?" Li Mozhu was completely shocked by Zhao Yuan's miraculous performance, and asked out of his wits.

"...Two hundred million! Renminbi!" Qiu Qiu hesitated, glanced at the fleet of luxury cars, and said firmly.

"You are stealing money!" Li Mozhu glared at Qiu Qiu.

"You mean, your brother's legs aren't worth [-] million?!" Qiu Qiu said triumphantly.

"..."

"Mr. Zhao, thank you for your wonderful magic show!" Li Mosong laughed and applauded.

"magic……"

Everyone spoke in unison, with expressions of sudden realization.

"Who said it was magic!" Qiu Qiu was also stunned.

"Mr. Zhao, I have to say that your performance is wonderful, and you are also very masterful. Your gestures are heart-wrenching. Unfortunately, you are too young. If you are older, you will definitely become a world-renowned miracle doctor!" Li Mosong said to Zhao Yuan meaningfully.

"..." Qiu Qiu wanted to die. Her dignity was ruthlessly trampled on, especially Li Mozhu's mocking eyes, which drove her crazy.

No one paid any attention to Qiu Qiu with a dull face. Everyone got into the car. When Li Mosong was carried into a commercial vehicle by several people, he waved to Qiu Qiu with a narrow smile on his face.

"You have become a magic stick..." Looking at the motorcade leaving Juechen, Qiu Qiu glanced at Zhao Yuan and smiled wryly.

"As I said, if we don't get introductions from people with status, it will be difficult for us to gain the trust of others." Zhao Yuan looked indifferent, as if he wasn't surprised.

"What should I do?" Qiu Qiu was at a loss.

"Let's continue to look for Zhang Weidong. He is from City C, and you are also from City C. Relatively speaking, he will be easier to approach. At least, he will try."

"Why didn't you cure Li Mosong in public?" Qiu Qiu suddenly realized.

"I don't want to be watched by people from all over the world. This is a hotel, a public place." Zhao Yuan looked indifferent, not surprised.

"Oh... that's right, but why did you dare to cut off your own fingers? Aren't you afraid of being noticed?" Qiu Qiu asked suspiciously.

"I know, they think it's magic."

"Ah...you know, you know it makes me ugly!" Qiu Qiu looked bitter.

"You don't give up until you reach the Yellow River, and you don't cry when you see the coffin. If I don't perform, you will continue to entangle with them."

"That's true..." Qiu Qiu chuckled.

"Let's go."

"Well, Zhao Yuan, let's make a bet."

"what?"

"Then Li Mozhu will definitely come to look for you." Qiu Qiu giggled.

"Why? Does she believe in my magic?" Zhao Yuan couldn't help being taken aback, but he hadn't thought about it.

"No."

"Ok?"

"She doesn't believe that you can cure his brother's legs. I think no one in this world would believe that. After all, Li Mosong's legs are gone. However, Li Mozhu will definitely find an excuse to come to you. She has been staring at you just now. Looking at you, it seems that I have something to say to you, but I hesitate to speak, maybe there are too many people and it is inconvenient."

"This……"

"To bet or not?" Qiu Qiu had a sly look on his face.

"Am I so attractive?" Zhao Yuan touched his cheek with a look of intoxication.

"Bah, narcissist!"

Qiu Qiu burst out laughing while scolding, followed Zhao Yuan to the elevator door and waited for the elevator.

"Zhang Weidong!"

The elevator door opened, and a haggard-looking man walked out of the elevator accompanied by a man and a woman. When Zhao Yuan and Qiu Qiu saw this man, they immediately recognized him. It didn't take much effort to come across Zhang Weidong at the elevator door and shouted in unison.

"You know me?" Zhang Weidong never thought that someone would know him as far away as City S.

"Yes, Mr. Zhang, we are... the disciples of the villain... ah... no... no..." Qiu Qiu met Zhang Weidong unexpectedly, and he was not mentally prepared. In addition, Zhang Weidong is a billionaire. Suffering from a serious illness, even in every gesture, he still has an extraordinary bearing, which forced Qiu Qiu to speak incoherently.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang, I'm Zhao Yuan, the head of the villain's sect." Seeing that Qiu Qiu was forced by Zhang Weidong's aura, Zhao Yuan had no choice but to follow Qiu Qiu's words and introduce himself.

"What a mess, please get out of the way." Zhang Weidong frowned.

"Mr. Zhang..."

"If you don't get out of the way, I'm going to call the security guard!" Zhang Weidong's face was cold.

"Mr. Zhang, I know that your liver cirrhosis has reached an advanced stage. This time I came to S city just for a check-up, and then went to the United States to seek medical treatment. If Mr. Zhang is willing, I can help you treat it now..."

"Thank you, I'm in a hurry!" Zhang Weidong's expression was cold, and the men and women behind him pushed Zhao Yuan away, surrounded Zhang Weidong and walked towards the hotel reception.