Chen Feiyu was not exaggerating at all. Compared with his strength, what he said was already very humble, but there was nothing he could do about it. Even after he was humble, his words were still too shocking to others.

For example, Wen Shiqin now, although she admires Chen Feiyu's miraculous medical skills, she still does not think that Chen Feiyu is Peng Wen's opponent.

Wen Shiqin shook his head helplessly, forget it, since he couldn't persuade Chen Feiyu, there was nothing he could do. Anyway, the Wen family in Nanyuan City supported Chen Feiyu, so even if Peng Wen really wanted to deal with Chen Feiyu, he would have to think twice.

In the next three days, Chen Feiyu stayed in Nanyuan City. In addition to treating Mr. Wen Jingyun, he followed Wen Shiqin to visit various scenic spots and historic sites in Nanyuan City.

However, the peaceful and happy days always end soon.

In the afternoon, the weather was gloomy and cloudy, and it seemed like it could rain at any time.

It was only about 4 o'clock at this moment, and the sky had already darkened, as if it were evening, and there was an oppressive feeling of black clouds pressing down on the city.

Even though the weather was depressing, Wen Shiqin was in a pretty good mood today, so he placed a table of exquisite dishes on the stone table in the quiet backyard of the Wen family, warmed up two pots of fragrant white wine, and sat across from Chen Feiyu, drinking and having fun.

Wen Shiqin raised a glass of warm wine and said with sincere gratitude: "Feiyu, I can see that my grandfather's complexion is getting better day by day in the past two days. It seems that it won't take long for his body to fully recover. Thank you.

I'll toast you."

After saying that, she raised her wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. After drinking the warm white wine, Wen Shiqin's fair cheeks showed a blush, which was even more delicate and beautiful like peach blossoms, making people's hearts flutter.

Chen Feiyu also raised his glass and drank it down in one gulp, saying: "Heaven saves those who save themselves. Your choice to believe in me is the opportunity for your grandfather to be saved. You should be more grateful to yourself."

Wen Shiqin was in a happy mood and was about to say something else. Suddenly, a voice stroking hands came from the side: "It's overcast and it's about to rain, but Shiqin can still drink and have fun. This free and easy attitude is really admirable."

The voice was very familiar. Wen Shiqin turned around and saw Peng Wen and Tong Yifan walking in side by side. Their expressions were playful, but not sarcastic.

The visitor is not good!

Chen Feiyu glanced lightly, with a smile on his lips.

Wen Shiqin was slightly surprised, stood up and said, "Brother Wen, why are you here?"

Peng Wen had already walked over and said with a smile: "I heard that Mr. Wen has been feeling much better in the past two days, so I came to visit. It happened that Mr. Wen said that you and Chen Feiyu were drinking in the backyard, so the two of us came over, right?

Yes, when I was in the living room just now, I heard that the old man wanted to see you for something and asked you to come over."

"Ah? What does my grandfather want from me?" Wen Shiqin asked in surprise.

Peng Wen shrugged and said, "I don't know about that. It seems like some big shot will come over later and want to give you some instructions. You'll know after you go."

"Okay then." Wen Shiqin hesitated slightly, worried that after he left, Peng Wen and Tong Yifan would be unfavorable to Chen Feiyu. Although he responded, he stood still and looked at Chen Feiyu, Tong Yifan and others.

He glanced back and forth at the person.

Peng Wen seemed to see what she was thinking, and said with a smile: "Well, let Tong Yifan follow you. I will drink with Chen Feiyu here. It happens that I have a little disagreement with him, so I will take the opportunity to resolve it while drinking."

Wen Shiqin thought for a while, and based on her understanding of Peng Wen, even if Peng Wen wanted to deal with Chen Feiyu, he would not just roll up his sleeves like Tong Yifan did. If Peng Wen was left here, Chen Feiyu would at least not be beaten.

"Okay, Tong Yifan, follow me to the living room. Feiyu, I'll come back later to drink with you."

Wen Shiqin reluctantly agreed.

"Then let's go quickly, don't let Mr. Wen wait anxiously." Tong Yifan immediately walked forward, and at the same time he was excited. With Peng Wen's methods, even if he didn't beat Chen Feiyu half to death, it would be enough to make Chen Feiyu's life worse than death.

In the backyard, only Chen Feiyu and Peng Wen were left.

Peng Wen sat on the stone bench and said with a smile, "Chen Feiyu, do you mind if I sit down and have a drink together?"
Chapter completed!