"Yan...Brother Yan...good..."

The person who opened the door was Fang Zhanbo, who was hunched over, smiling stiffly, and saying hello with a trembling trembling voice.

"Come in, what do you want from me?" Wang Yan didn't tease Fang Zhanbo. He was scared out of his wits and it was not interesting.

Glancing vaguely at Ruan Mei who was making tea there, Fang Zhanbo said: "Yan...Brother Yan, everyone in Hong Kong and Kowloon knows that you have good medical skills. I wonder if you can cure mental illness or mental illness?"

It's so obvious that you can even think of it. If Fang Zhanbo is serious, he also knows to help Ye Tian, ​​a cheap master who has been with him for two months.

"Bring it over and have a look."

He has not been diagnosed, but based on his previous analysis when watching the drama, Ye Tian was suffering from a chronic mental problem, and the subsequent brain cancer was probably caused by this. After all, there is still a gap of nine years between now and later, so it should be

It's not likely to lead to cancer. But this is all his own wishful conjecture. He can't tell what it will be until he actually sees it.

Fang Zhanbo looked troubled and looked at Wang Yan cautiously: "Brother Yan...Brother, my master is crazy, bring me here just in case...in case Sister Ling and the others see it, they will think...that I am out of line,

Treat me as a mentally ill person. Can you... um... Brother Yan, can you go there in person... in person?"

"Did you know that a rich man sent someone here to ask me to see a doctor in a rude manner, and everyone who came had their legs broken?"

Wang Yan did not brag. After more than three months, many of the patients he had seen had recovered, including many with difficult and complicated diseases, and his reputation had long been spread. This is Hong Kong Island, and money speaks for itself. Rich people also

Not much, because this era is mostly dominated by the rich generation, which is the prime of life. I used to be poor, and looking back on the hardships along the way, I will inevitably indulge in indulgence and suffer a lot of illnesses. Or there are some problems with my family and other things.

, a doctor who has no money.

Now that he has made a name for himself, it is inevitable that rich people will try to see him for medical treatment. But after staying in the cloud for a long time, they always feel that the lower class people should surround them, and they have no clear understanding of themselves.

Wang Yan is not only a doctor, he is also a gangster leader. How rich are you? What if you can’t cause harm? You are not used to any illness at all.

It's not wrong for the main wealthy people to pretend to be like this. After all, the clubs in Hong Kong are nothing in their eyes. What about the eldest brother? He still nodded and bowed when he saw them. It's just that Wang Yan is different. He has already been famous and has nothing to fear.

There was a lot of turmoil with the Zhongqing Society at the beginning, and Wang Yan's words had been circulated for a long time. The big gangs are basically like the Zhongqing Society, no matter how strong they are, they are limited. Wang Yan dared to do that to the Zhongqing Society, why wouldn't he?

Dare to fuck them?

This is also the case, the rich man has understood clearly, and knows that Wang Yan is not easy to change, and porcelain cannot touch stones. Otherwise, if the rich man exerts a little pressure, black and white will be thrown together, Long Teng will be kicked in a circle, and it will be destroyed overnight.

Hearing Wang Yan's words, Ruan Mei glanced at Fang Zhanbo, whose legs began to tremble, and hit Wang Yan angrily: "You have the nerve to say it, you are so troublesome that you are still alive today. Scare Zhanbo.

What to do?"

"Why did you hit me? It's not my fault?"

"Yes, yes, Brother Yan is the most powerful." Ruan Mei rolled her eyes: "If you don't look at him, you should also look at Sister Ling. Sister Ling usually treats me well. You are so free, go and take a look."

"What do you mean I'm so idle? I just came back, and Long Teng has a lot of things to do. Besides, Sister Ling treats you well, what does that have to do with me?" After a pause, Wang Yan said in a long voice: "I understand, you treat me well.

You are planning something evil. Do you know that you look like a housekeeper now?"

Ruan Mei's cheeks turned red: "Bah, who will be your housekeeper? I hate it..."

"If you say you won't do it, then you won't do it." Wang Yan shrugged and turned to look at Fang Zhanbo, who was still shivering: "Well, you heard me, my wife said something, and she asked me to see a doctor with you. You earn

You’re grown up, boy.”

This time, Ruan Mei's face was not only red, but her white swan neck was on fire. She did not hit Wang Yan, but felt the heat on her face and did not dare to raise her head to see anyone: "Shameless, who is your wife?"

Wang Yan drank a cup of freshly brewed tea with a smile, stood up and patted Fang Zhanbo on the shoulder: "Honey, I'll be back before dinner, remember to have a good meal."

After saying that, he dragged Fang Zhanbo, who was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground after being patted on the shoulder, away.

"Go to the street..."

Ruan Mei cursed at the open door, then held her face in her hands, grinning sillyly...

When they got downstairs, Wang Yan drove to a ravine on the island with his co-pilot Fang Zhanbo showing the way.

Real estate development has not been going on for too long now, and this place is in the middle of nowhere and has not yet been developed. Otherwise, with Ye Tian's downfall, it would be nice not to go to the New Territories North. Of course, if you really want to sell this place, it will be quite valuable.

, it is also the hillside of the main island.

Ye Tian has not sold this place even though he has reached this point. Perhaps it is because he wants to keep a thought and a goal, and wants to make a fortune for the third time from scratch, just like his old Pingzhi whose car doors were broken. It's just that

Because depression and illness have affected my sanity, I don’t have the energy to do anything.

Wang Yan got out of the car and followed Fang Zhanbo in.

It was past one o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was shining in the west. Through the window, shining into the house, we could see that under the light beam with flying dust, there was a man with eyes, black and white hair, a short beard, slovenly clothes, and

Dressed in a dirty shiny suit, Ye Tian was sitting under the blackboard, holding a pile of pieces of paper and talking nonchalantly.

Fang Zhanbo stood in front of Ye Tian and knelt down: "Master, I'm here to see you."

"Zhanbo." Ye Tian, ​​who was talking to himself, came back to his senses, looked at Fang Zhanbo with a smile, and then straightened his face: "Didn't you say I was free to find you? What are you doing here?"

"Master, I have found a very good doctor to treat you."

"Seeing a doctor? That brat is talking nonsense, what's wrong with me?" Ye Tian denied it and looked randomly at Wang Yan, who was standing not far behind.

When their eyes met, Ye Tian's eyes widened. He stood up and walked to Wang Yan and patted him: "Looking at your rosy complexion, full of vitality, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, you seem to be surrounded by nobility. In time, you will become a great person. You

This kind of person always does things smoothly, why don't you do the same as Zhan Bo and worship me as your teacher and teach you how to make money?"

Fang Zhanbo, who was squatting behind him, was sweating coldly. His master was really crazy. He didn’t even know what he did. He wanted to accept someone as his apprentice? He didn’t even look at who he was. He was a fucking bastard.

Do you really dare to shoot and kill people?

Although he was frightened to death, Fang Zhanbo was not stupid. He was sure that Wang Yan must have a gun on him. After all, he had offended someone and dared to drive around in his car on the street openly. In addition to being able to fight, he also had to kill.

.

Fang Zhanbo opened his mouth, but did not dare to speak. He just looked at Wang Yan who was smiling.

Wang Yan really laughed. What Ye Tian said was right or wrong. After all, he has always been a great talent, so why wait for time. Whether he should say it or not, his judgment of people is still very accurate.

It's not that Wang Yan is superstitious, this Ye Tian's appearance, in the words of his hometown in Northeast China, is "Lai Xian'er", and he is used to talking about gods and gods. As for these gods, gods, ghosts and so on, he doesn't believe it.

The reason he doesn't believe it is because he has read so many books, dabbled in the five mystical arts of mountain, medicine, fortune, fortune telling, divination, etc., and has also communicated with the masters of this Taoism, but he still can't see anything about Ziwu Maoyou.

Although he has extensive knowledge, he has gained experience in identifying people and places, but it is far from as magical as in some folk tales.

The reason is because the system has a live father and takes him back and forth, so what else is untrustworthy?

It's useless to disagree with Ye Tianzheng, Wang Yan said: "I'm sorry, I'm very good at it myself."

As he spoke, Wang Yan reached out and grabbed Ye Tian's wrist and felt it carefully.

Seeing this action, Ye Tian also understood that Wang Yan was the doctor Fang Zhanbo called "very powerful", and he came to treat him. But he didn't think he was sick, so how could he let Wang Yan treat him?

One hand was on Wang Yan's shoulder, trying to pull away the hand held by Wang Yan.

Wang Yan can't do anything with this little strength. With Ye Tian's physical fitness, not only Ye Tian, ​​but most people in the world are like toys in his hands.

Make a circle.

After feeling the pulse for a while, Wang Yan tapped the acupuncture points on his body a few more times, then took Ye Tian's eyes, turned his eyes to look, stretched out his hand to hold his chin, opened his mouth and took a look. After a series of actions, Wang Yansong

After opening Ye Tian, ​​he said to Fang Zhanbo who was dumbfounded at his rough diagnosis methods: "It's not a serious illness. It's just a burning heart and some internal weakness. I can just prescribe a prescription and drink it for two months and it will be fine."

"Then...here..." After hearing this, Fang Zhanbo pointed to his head suspiciously.

Wang Yan didn't say anything. He glanced at Ye Tian who was talking to himself, saying that he was not sick, then turned around and walked out.

"Master, I'm going out for a while. You wait for me here and I'll be back soon." Behind him, Fang Zhanbo said something and followed Wang Yan out: "Brother Yan, is there something wrong with my master's brain?"

"I just think too much and get carried away. I think it's a heart disease. Heart disease requires heart medicine, you know?" Seeing him nodding blankly, Wang Yan wrote lightly: "Don't he like to play stocks, and he still wants me to do it?

Apprentice, just give him a few million to play with, but the most important thing is to win as much as possible in the first few times. If you lose a little, it will be fine, but if you lose a lot, you will basically be hopeless."

"How many millions?" Fang Zhanbo couldn't help shouting, and then shook his head: "How can I have millions... Let's forget it. It's good now."

"It's fine in the short term, but as time goes by, the fake madness turns into real madness." Wang Yan shook his head: "Look at yourself, give me a pen and paper, and give me a prescription for your master."

Fang Zhanbo responded and hurried back to get pen and paper.

"The precautions are all written on it. Just write it and do it as you like." Wang Yan wrote the recipe and handed it to Fang Zhanbo: "Are you going back? Do you need me to send it to you?"

Fang Zhanbo shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, thank you, Brother Yan, thank you, Brother Yan."

Wang Yan nodded: "Let's go."

As he spoke, he turned around and left. Behind him, Fang Zhanbo was still shouting, Brother Yan, please walk slowly...

After getting in the car, Wang Yan returned in a leisurely manner.

There is currently only one cross-harbour tunnel, the Hung Hom Cross-Harbour Tunnel. In addition, the two east and west districts have not yet been completed. Although Hong Kong Island has a developed economy, it has a large population, and not everyone will buy a car, so there are more main ways for people to cross the sea.

Or take a boat.

There is an invisible big hand that controls everything in life. Although Wang Yan looks down at the human world, as long as he enters this world, he will inevitably be manipulated by that big hand.

Wang Yan had to go through the Cross-Harbour Tunnel when he returned to his base camp in Ma On Shan, and the little corner where Ye Tian lived was in Chai Wan, which is near the east coast of the island. The return trip must go through the Eastern District, and there is Shue Yan College in the Eastern District, and its famous alumnus is Hua Tsai.

That one. Of course, Hua Tsai is not in charge now, but Wang Yan recognizes that Fang Ting is studying here.

At this time, the status of Shue Yan College was equivalent to that of domestic junior colleges in cultivating vocational talents. It was incomparable to the University of Hong Kong and the Chinese University of Hong Kong.

Wang Yan drove slowly, and when he passed the university, he deliberately slowed down to feel the youthful atmosphere of the beautiful girls from Hong Kong in the 1980s. When he passed by, he was just in time for classes to end. After some distance from the entrance of the university, Wang Yan

Yan saw Fang Ting.

It's just that Fang Ting's situation is not very good at the moment. There is an open-top Mercedes parked on the roadside. There are a few young and Dangerous guys blocking her from leaving. One of them is wearing a suit, tie, big leather shoes, and...
To be continued...