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Cheng Yang screamed, after that his entire person flew out of the room, his entire body was drenched from head to toe, he looked extremely miserable.

"What the hell are you guys doing!?"

Zhou Cangzhu scolded in a low voice. The patients were all watching.

"It's Cheng Yang, he's too childish. He must play the game of Splashing Water Festival."

Zhong Wentao calmly walked out of the room. The gaze he gave Cheng Yang was that of a retarded child.

Without waiting for Cheng Yang to explain, they had already walked past him.

Seeing Zhong Wentao coming out, the patients had already surrounded him, leaving Cheng Yang no room to speak.

He angrily threw the plastic basin onto the ground, only to receive a sympathetic gaze from everyone.

"You …"

Zhou Cangzhu shook his head helplessly and turned to leave.

"Hey, I'm not sick!"

Cheng Yang shouted, but no one believed him.

The sick continuously came to visit, as though they were about to step over the threshold of Ciji Hall, causing business to flourish.

This was all thanks to the promotions on TV and the people who came to visit Zhong Wentao in all kinds of good cars, causing these neighbors to feel that Zhong Wentao was very powerful. He had a lot of face to be treated, even people who weren't sick had to come to join in the fun.

Zhou Cangzhu was grinning from ear to ear. If he could earn so much money every day, it would be something to be happy about.

All day long, the patient's photos were taken. Only at 6 or 7 PM did the door close. There were still a few patients who had not been listed yet, so they would have to wait until the next morning to get the call number.

This was something that had never happened in the 'Ciji Hall' before. Even the people from the Western Pavilion mixed in with the other disciples and checked the situation a few times.

"Master, if this goes on, we will be outdone by TCM."

At the western wing, the young apprentice's face was full of worry.

At that time, Zhou Cangzhu's father was already dead, so the reputation of the 'Ciji Hall' wasn't as resounding as it was a few years ago. On the contrary, the reputation of the medical academy lasted until now.

If not for the sudden appearance of a Little Godly Doctor, Feng Shui would not have moved so quickly.

"You think I'm not in a hurry?"

The head doctor of the Western Department spoke to the doctor. He was only in his thirties, but he was also in his forties or fifties. This caused many people who didn't understand his true age to think he was an old doctor of great prestige and prestige, to come over to treat him.

He clearly knew this, but he didn't explain it to anyone. On the contrary, he wanted everyone to misunderstand.

Just the appearance of a godly doctor had actually put him, a doctor, at a disadvantage.

"Master, should we find someone to destroy it?"

The little apprentice whispered. This was an unwritten rule in the medical world, where Western and Chinese medicine did not get along well with each other for many years, and they would always find some hoodlums to pretend that their patients were sick and had taken bad drugs to create trouble. Although it was a little sinister, the effect was still quite good.

"Don't worry, let's see how long he can stay alive for."

He asked the doctor coldly, he did not believe that the Ciji Hall could endure it at all.

However, could a youngster in his early twenties really change the current situation in Ciji Hall?

It was all nonsense!

Ciji Hall.

The table was filled with sumptuous food, all made by Zhou Cangzhu to comfort him.

Cheng Yang was like a reincarnated hungry ghost, eating very quickly. His clothes were all stained with oil and he looked very miserable.

"Oh Wen Tao, is this kid really a rich young master? Don't be fooled by him! "

Zhou Cangzhu opened his mouth wide in disdain as he swapped the fish in front of Cheng Yang for garlic fried meat and placed the fish in front of Zhong Wentao, allowing him to eat more.

"Father …"

Zhou Zihan said helplessly. The fish was eaten to the point where only bones remained, how could he still make the Big Brother Zhong eat?

"Haha …"

Cheng Yang giggled while he ate, his face almost slapping away.

He did it on purpose!

"Don't worry, I don't like fish, so it'll be stinky."

Zhong Wentao laughed as he tried to rescue him. He glared at Cheng Yang fiercely.

Cheng Yang was not one to be outdone, he glared back, and ate even more.

After the meal, other than Cheng Yang, the other three people did not feel full. Only Cheng Yang lay on the ground, hugging his stomach that was on the verge of collapse.

"This is accumulating food, I'm telling you not to eat too much."

On the sofa, Zhong Wentao was holding a sewing needle in his right hand, while his left hand was holding onto Cheng Yang's thumb, and piercing a needle into the side of his thumb.

"AHH!"

Accompanied with Cheng Yang's shouts, fresh blood flowed out from the needle.

Zhong Wentao did not let go and continued to pile up on the needle with his fingers, causing more blood to flow.

After a while, it was already late at night.

On the morning of the second day, Zhong Wentao received a call from Wang Zhanhai. On the other end of the phone, Wang Zhanhai was extremely anxious, as though something big happened.

They rushed to the First People's Hospital, where Wang Zhanhai was already waiting for them there.

"What happened?"

Zhong Wentao frowned, no matter how he asked, Wang Zhanhai was not willing to answer.

"It's a long story."

Wang Zhanhai's face was extremely ugly, and his expression was terrifyingly gloomy.

"Shiyun, she …" Her other personality appeared yesterday and attacked the nanny who took care of her. Furthermore, it is still in another personality. So, we can only lock her up in the villa.

Wang Zhanhai lowered his voice, this was an extremely important matter, he could not let anyone else know, if not he would not call Zhong Wentao over.

"Who are you?"

Zhong Wentao was sensitive to the use of our words, and it stunned him for a moment.

Then, he quickly shook his head. It was not the time to reveal that person's identity, as they still did not have complete trust in Zhong Wentao.

"Anyway, hurry up and come with me to the villa."

She grabbed Zhong Wentao's arm and started walking out, not giving Zhong Wentao a chance to refuse.

Outside the villa, the car had just steadied itself when a limousine drove them from behind. As Wang Zhanhai sat in the back of the car, he accidentally hit the back of the driver seat and made a loud noise.

"Are you alright?"

Zhong Wentao immediately asked.

The door of the luxury car that had crashed into him opened and a man walked out. He looked a few years older than Zhong Wentao, and was covering his neck with his hands with an unfriendly expression.

"How do you drive? Are you blind?"

When a man speaks directly, he actually complains first.

Zhong Wentao did not speak. Listening to the man's abuse, it was useless to reason with him.

It was just that this villa was private, if one did not know Bai Shiyun, they would not be able to enter the villa, who was this man?

Is he here to see Bai Shiyun too?

Could it be that he was the one Wang Zhanhai mentioned earlier?

"Young Noble Huang, your driving skills are getting worse …"

Wang Zhanhai got out of the car, clutching his twisted neck, his face gloomy.

They did know each other.

"Uncle Wang, why is it you?"

Young Noble Huang was slightly surprised, but he did not have any intention of pursuing the matter any further.

"I'm here to look for Shiyun. Who is this kid?" Why haven't I seen him before? "

Young Noble Huang said coldly, looking at Zhong Wentao with hostility.

"This is my little disciple. You should treat him better. In the future, I will depend on him to make a name for myself with Chinese medicine."

Wang Zhanhai smiled and said, patting Zhong Wentao on the shoulder, obviously not intending to tell Young Noble Huang his real goal.

Huang Gongzi did not mind and snorted coldly, planning to bypass them to look for Bai Shiyun.

He was stopped by the butler at the entrance and would not be allowed to enter no matter what.

"Who is this person?"

Seeing Young Noble Huang shouting, Zhong Wentao frowned.

"He is Huang Rulong, the most distinguished of all the male suitors. He went overseas a few months ago due to his family's business and has only recently returned."

Wang Zhanhai explained in a soft voice to Zhong Wentao as he sighed in his heart.

Although he felt that the Little Godly Doctor and Bai Shiyun were very compatible, their statuses and positions were too great. The Bai Family wouldn't accept this kind of man as their son-in-law, if not he would really have the intention of betrothing the two of them.

"What do we do now?"

Zhong Wentao asked softly.

Huang Rulong was in front of the door, so they couldn't enter.

"Don't worry, come with me."

The driver nodded and started to drive away. Wang Zhanhai quickly brought Zhong Wentao to the backyard and pretended that they were sitting in a car as they left, but in reality, they entered the villa through the small gate.

Third floor, the innermost room.

As soon as they reached the stairs, they could hear the sound of someone hitting the floor. The people in the room were furious, the door was already cracked, as if the people in the room could break out at any time.

"Her situation is very special, not just mental illness, but also the fact that you said not to let evil energy invade your body, it might actually be the ghost carrier that you said, you have to save her."

Wang Zhanhai said softly, but his voice was still heard by the people inside the room. The impact of the door becoming even more intense, and the entire villa seemed to be shaking.

"Don't worry."

Zhong Wentao said softly.

In the past few days, he had been training his own body. With his current cultivation, he was confident in dealing with a ghost carrier that had not matured yet, it was just that Bai Shiyun would suffer a little during the process.

After all, her body was the host body, and if he wanted to completely destroy his second personality, there would be an extremely intense battle between them. Bai Shiyun's body might not be able to hold on, and would definitely die together with the ghost carrier.

"What's the success rate?"

Wang Zhanhai was worried, and continued to ask.

"Half."

Zhong Wentao answered immediately.

In western surgery, the probability of this happening was very high.

"I must succeed!"

Wang Zhanhai said coldly: "If anything happens to Shiyun, both you and I will die."

"I'll do my best."

Zhong Wentao answered seriously, yet he was still unable to give a one hundred percent guarantee.

He slowly walked towards the innermost room. He could feel that the door was being violently rammed against before he even took a step closer. The people inside could feel that he was approaching and were struggling even more madly.

Downstairs, Huang Rulong had not left. He was still busy with the butler wanting to meet Bai Shiyun.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

A very rhythmic vibration made Huang Rulong feel that this villa was a little strange today.

"What the hell are you guys doing? I want to go in!"