"No, no, no, no... little girl, this... This has nothing to do with me. It's the little... Oh no, the miracle doctor who stood in front of you saved you!" Jiang jiuliang blushes and points to Ye Chen.

"Ah? Brother ye Liu Zihan is slightly shocked, but he seems to have cured his father five years ago.

Although I don't understand why brother Ye is so young, he is full of many mysteries.

"You saved me again, brother Ye!" Liu Zihan's "you" is biting heavily, and his cheeks are flushed.

The love between men and women is not in the heart of Ye Chen, how can you notice these details, just smile, gently nodded, light way: "no big problem, later take you back to rest, the hospital environment is too noisy."

"Well!" Liu Zihan nodded obediently. At this moment, the idol is gradually upgrading to the dream lover.

"What's your name, doctor..." Jiang jiuliang smiles awkwardly, and doesn't dare to disturb the conversation. Seeing that the situation is almost over, he finally musters up the courage to ask.

In his mind flashed many titles of miracle doctor, but none of them was so young.

But ye Chen is so called, some helpless, "my surname is ye." Light off three words.

"It turns out that it's Dr. Ye. I want to learn medical skills from you. I dare to ask..." Jiang jiuliang summoned up his courage again and wanted to visit his teacher.

How could he avoid Ye Chen's eyes? Before he finished, he was stopped by Ye Chen: "I'm used to seclusion. I don't want to interfere with the world. If my friend hadn't been robbed today, I wouldn't have visited him rashly!"

Smell speech, Jiang jiuliang eyes a trace of disappointment.

"However, I have to trouble Mr. Jiang for today's business. I declare that you have saved my friend by your wonderful hand. In return, I may discuss with you some difficult and miscellaneous medical problems."

Ye Chen hands bear behind, light way.

Jiang jiuliang smell speech, pupil surprise to extreme, like a child general turn anger for joy, repeatedly nod!

"In that case, let's go out. People outside have been waiting for a long time." Ye Chen looks at Liu Zihan and whispers.

"Please Jiang jiuliang carefully made a gesture.

Ye Chen on one side saw this and made a "Silence" gesture, which means that these are all secrets between us, which can't be exposed in front of outsiders.

Jiang jiuliang said that he understood. He straightened his coat and took the lead to walk out, followed by Ye Chen and Liu Zihan.

All the doctors and nurses in the corridor were surprised to see the two people behind Jiang jiuliang, especially Liu Zihan.

"What's the situation? This girl is not about to... How come she's alive now?" There were questions from medical staff in the crowd.

For a moment, the noise came.

"Keke, when I just communicated with Ye Shen... Ye Xiaoyou, I had inspiration by chance, so I had a try. It's really feasible." Jiang jiuliang a word, the crowd suddenly stopped the commotion, replaced by constant applause, such as thunder.

Zhang Ruoyan in the crowd naturally witnessed this scene. She looked at Ye Chen with vicious eyes. She whispered to the first guard captain who had just been fanned by Ye Chen.

Ye Chen's sharp sense of spirit catches this bad intention for the first time. His eyes are cold and his murderous spirit is released. He looks at Zhang Ruoyan and others.

Where a group of ordinary people have seen such battles? How can mortals reach the gaze of God.

Zhang Ruoyan holds up her mobile phone and wants to take photos of Ye Chen and Liu Zihan, investigate them well and sell them.

"Click" the moment the shutter rang, she quickly put down the phone, for fear of being found.

Ye Chen and Liu Zihan leave under the leadership of Jiang jiuliang and the crowd. Of course, the protagonist here really belongs to Jiang jiuliang. The name of the first miracle doctor is not publicized, and the headlines are crazy. For a moment, there is no difference in the limelight, which also lays a bomb for his later troubles.

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meanwhile.

Zhang Jia, Zhang Ruoyan's residence.

It's an extremely luxurious big flat on the cloud.

Zhang Ruoyan sat in front of the French window, shaking a red wine glass in her hand, her delicate face covered with clouds.

There is a picture in front of the French window.

It's a little weird.

A vague figure pulls a girl away.

It's Ye Chen and Liu Zihan.

As a practitioner, ye Chen's martial arts and aura are beyond the existence of Chinese heaven. It's very difficult for ordinary cameras to record him.

"It's strange that the pixels of my mobile phone are so high, why is this guy the only one who is so fuzzy?"

"It's really evil."

"Go and investigate the girl next to him, attack her with internet public opinion, and contact the cooperative water army media company by the way to make things more natural..."

"In modern society, how do you need to kill yourself?"

"Maybe fame is the weapon of stars."

Zhang Ruoyan gave a word to her subordinates. Looking at the blurred picture, she fell into meditation.

In the photo, everyone in the crowd is cheering, clapping and laughing, only Ye Chen's face is blurred

……

One night without words, the next morning, the sky under the hazy light rain.

Ten thousand souls hall.

So big on the square, full of all kinds of luxury cars!

Mercedes Benz, Rolls Royce, Bentley and so on.

The flow of people, pure black dress, chest with a silver steel flowers.

Countless black umbrellas bloom on the square, and the light rain drips from the eaves.

Ten o'clock in the morning, the death knell!

A middle-aged man, about 50 years old, with white hair and gold glasses, stood on the front steps and received visitors from all sides.

The middle-aged man is the father of Marriott, and the one who died is his son.

He is wan Jinxiong.

As the city of Guangdong, the leader of yuemeng chamber of Commerce and the helmsman of Wan family.

At first glance, he was as well as ordinary passers-by. Instead of being overbearing and oppressive, he looked kind and elegant.

Wan Jinxiong stood still and said nothing.

"I'm sorry for your change."

People of all kinds come to the front or trot. They clap Wan Jinxiong on the shoulder and say in a deep voice.

Wan Jinxiong nodded, and the stream of people stepped into the mourning hall in turn, bowing to worship, with three incense sticks in each hand.

In the crystal coffin, the dead rest.

The cut on the throat, which was penetrated by chopsticks, was beautified by the makeup collector, and no trace could be seen.

Wanjia's claim to the outside world is: died in an accident.

But what is the real truth? The people present that day knew it, but no one dared to say it.

"I'm sorry for your change."

More and more people mourn.

Wan Jinxiong nodded one by one, neither happy nor sad. From his calm face, he could not see any emotional fluctuations.

More and more people entered the hall. Wan Jinxiong on the front steps lit a cigarette and took a puff.

A mysterious one armed man came to Wan Jinxiong. He looked back at the man and said, "today, I'll help you take ye Chengou's life."

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