Super Medical Genius

"Grandfather, I said, your heart is too soft." Zhong Wentao said calmly that he didn't think there was anything wrong.

He killed countless people, but what's cruel about tormenting Zhong He?

There are so many corpses sent to the night room, let those souls watch their bodies being eaten, the feeling of despair, is the real cruelty.

"Brother, can I... can I leave?" Lying on the ground, Zhong He asked in a low voice.

"You're leaving?" Zhong Wentao picks his eyebrows“ After you leave, if my grandfather gives me good things, you won't see them. What if my grandfather gives me more than you have? "

"I... I don't care..." Zhong He was about to cry. Before, he only knew that Zhong Wentao was good at martial arts, but he didn't know that this man was still suffering from abdominal blackness.

This answer, Zhong Wentao is not satisfied, raised his foot, and fell heavily on Zhong He's hand.

Zhong He's hands were numb, and he didn't even feel any pain. He just shrunk instinctively when Zhong Wentao's feet fell down, and there was no other feeling.

"It's not impossible to let you leave, but your ribs are at the end, and your hands are bloody. If Uncle sees me, what can he do?" Touching his chin, Zhong Wentao pretends to be worried.

"Don't worry, I won't tell my dad. Even if he knows, I won't admit it. I fell by myself. It's nothing to do with my brother!" Zhong Heshi's answer to current affairs.

In a short period of time, Zhong He has said all the good things he can say in his life. He repeatedly guarantees that he will never complain to Zhong pingtian. Zhong Wentao reluctantly agrees to let him leave.

He can't be carried out. He has to leave on his own.

The pain in his ribs almost killed him. He struggled to support the ground with his bloody hands and climbed out. When he got to the door, he knocked on the door with his head. When someone outside opened the door, he continued to climb out.

Ignoring the exclamation of the employees outside, the door was closed again. Zhong Wentao just sat on the chair and threw away the bloody shoes. He planned to ask the little secretary to buy him a new pair later.

He is also very sensitive to blood recently, especially Zhong He's blood, which makes him feel disgusted for no reason.

It's a pity that his shoes, which he didn't wear long ago, were so wasted.

"Satisfied?"

Zhong Wuwen turns his head around and looks at Zhong Wentao again. He only feels that it's a little complicated. This grandson is so cruel that he doesn't look like his son at all. Is Zhong Wentao really Zhong Pingshan's son?

"Quite satisfied."

Zhong Wentao smiles, ignoring Zhong Wuwen's suspicion.

From the beginning to the end, he never said that he was Zhong Pingshan's child. Zhong Wuwen said everything. If Zhong Wuwen really doubts, he has nothing to say.

But he didn't regret what he did to Zhong He today. If he had a chance, he would do it.

"After all, he is your brother. You should bear more. In fact, he was led by that father. If he could learn from you, he would not be so stupid in the future."

Zhong Wuwen spoke in a low voice, as if he was explaining what happened later.

Zhong Wentao smiles and doesn't say much.

There are already cleaners coming in to clean the floor. The bloody footprints on the floor really need to be cleaned. The pair of bloody shoes are also taken away. The little secretary bought a pair of more comfortable shoes and brought them in. He almost put them on for Zhong Wentao himself.

As they were talking, Zhong Wentao's phone rang. It was Cheng Yang.

"What's the matter?" When he picked up the phone, Zhong Wentao asked softly.

"Something's wrong!" Cheng Yang answered in a low voice on the phone. He was very nervous.

Zhong Wentao perked up and asked seriously, "what's the matter?"

"The Jiang family is coming..." Cheng Yang said cautiously: "it's said that Jiang Yuanyuan's condition is very bad. The Jiang family invited you to see Jiang Yuanyuan. There are more than ten people who should take you away by force, but... No one from the Ximen family appeared. It's estimated that the Jiang family didn't get along with the Ximen family. They came here without permission."

"What?" Zhong Wentao was surprised. It's only a few days. Why is Jiang Yuanyuan not good“ Tell me exactly what it is

"It should be that she has been locked up in Ximen's house since she got married. Today, she managed to escape, and there was a problem in the process..." Cheng Yang answered immediately.

"Where is she now?" Asked Zhong Wentao.

"I don't know. It's either Ximen's or the hospital. It's Jiang Dong who comes to Tzu Chi hall. Neither Jiang Nan nor Jiang Xi shows up." Cheng Yang said helplessly.

"Tell them I'm not here and ask them to be smart." Ignoring Zhong Wuwen's eyes, Zhong Wentao says helplessly that he has promised Zhong Wuwen not to have anything to do with the Jiang family. He can't come forward with this matter.

Jiang Yuanyuan's situation may not be so serious, otherwise it should be Jiang Xi's personal appearance to let Jiang Dong come. It is very likely that the Ximen family will try him out.

Cheng Yang hesitated for a moment: "Jiang Dong also brought a personal letter written by Jiang Yuanyuan to you. Let me pass it on to you. Do you want to see it?"

"Give it back, now!" Zhong Wentao has a low voice and is very dissatisfied with Jiang Dong.

Knowing that Ximen Nuan hated him very much, he still used this kind of thing to stimulate Ximen Nuan. Is the Jiang family crazy? What do they want to do?

Hang up the phone, Zhong Wentao's face is very ugly, Zhong Wuwen hook the corner of the mouth, it is much happier than him.

"Why, it has something to do with the Chiang family?" Zhong Wuwen said with a smile.

"How do you know?" Zhong Wentao was a little helpless. The old man must have heard something but didn't tell him.

"Although you are a traditional Chinese medicine, you are still my grandson. If you don't know anything about the changes in the market, I will lose my face." Zhong Wuwen was in a mixed mood and continued: "after the marriage of the Ximen family and the Jiang family, he attacked the Jiang family's industry on a large scale, which made the Jiang family's stock fall sharply. Many chain industries were shut down. The Ximen family started against the Jiang family very suddenly. The Jiang family may have come to you for revenge."

"How can it be!"

Zhong Wentao didn't believe it. Ximen Nuan took Jiang Yuanyuan to attack the Jiang family. Who would believe that?

"If you're worried about Miss Jiang, just go and have a look. If you can't help her, I'll be your backup. The Simon kid doesn't dare to do anything to you." Zhong Wuwen said with a smile, it is a bit to let Zhong Wentao take the initiative.

Taking Zhong Wuwen's private car to the Tzu Chi hall, Zhong Wentao sat in the back near the glass, looking at the scenery outside, feeling a little heavy.

He didn't know what he was going to face when he went to Tzu Chi hall this time. His fate with Jiang Yuanyuan should have stopped, but it's still going on. He didn't know whether it was good or bad for him.

Zhong Wuwen's joke, he did not care, Jiang Yuanyuan, you are not Miss Jiang, but the young lady of the Ximen family, the identity has long changed.

The driver was driving quietly in front of him. He didn't dare to disturb Zhong Wentao.

You can see Zhong Wentao's face in the rear-view mirror. He has been very gloomy since he got on the bus. The air pressure of the whole person is very low, which is stronger than Zhong Wuwen's.

The driver has seen a lot of wind and waves, but he still thinks that the young master is not an ordinary person.

The car drove more and more slowly, and quietly stopped at the roadside after a section of road.

Zhong Wentao's face turned around and looked into the driver's eyes in the rearview mirror, asking what had happened.

"Young master, there seems to be an accident ahead. The road is blocked." The driver broke into a cold sweat and cursed the people in front of him.

Looking at the surrounding scenery, it was only two blocks away from the Tzu Chi hall. It took him only a few minutes to walk there. He told the driver to drive back, and Zhong Wentao got out of the car alone.

The driver did not have the opportunity to organize, just watched Zhong Wentao disappear quickly. This young master is really unusual.

After walking half a street, Zhong Wentao saw the source of the traffic jam. It was a super sports car parked in the middle of the road. The car took up two lanes and changed the four lanes into two lanes, leading to slow traffic behind.

There are several people around the sports car. There is a person lying on the ground. It should be the owner of the sports car. There is no accident here. If the owner lies on the ground, there is only one possibility that he has a disease.

As a traditional Chinese medicine, Zhong Wentao couldn't help himself. He pushed aside the crowd and went directly to the innermost part. Looking at the woman lying on the ground, he felt that his eyebrows were aching.

Why is Fu Huan here?

"Is this woman drunk, or how can she sleep on the road?"

"I feel drunk. My car follows her. She drives more and more slowly. At last, she rolls the car over. If I hadn't braked in time, I would have hit her. She comes down from the inside and wobbles. What's drunk?"

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There are different opinions among the onlookers. Fu Huan's face is too calm to see any symptoms. They don't know whether to call the police or call an ambulance. They are all onlookers here. A beautiful woman is lying here. It's not a chance to have a look.

Fu Huan also adheres to the principle of wearing less clothes, which makes these men who are lustful but not lustful have enough eye addiction. Zhong Wentao finds that there is a black palm print at the root of Fu Huan's thigh. It is estimated that who touched it when he was in trouble. If he continues to let Fu Huan lie here, what might happen.

"Fu Huan, can you hear me?" Zhong Wentao comes forward and squats beside Fu Huan.

The people on the ground responded, but they could feel the wet on their bodies, which was a sign of cold sweat.

"Do you know this man?" Next to the man watching the excitement, the tone is a little sour.

"Yes, if I don't know you, I'll go away. She's asleep, and she may wake up later." Another man said, dissatisfied with Zhong Wentao blocking his sight.

"I'm a Chinese medicine doctor. This young lady is ill. If you don't call an ambulance, don't call the police, or even drive away, causing traffic jams, if this young lady really has an accident, you'll have to go to jail." Zhong Wentao coldly frightens, as expected several men retreat some far.