Nothing to worry about

This familiar voice made Zhang Tianhua's heart tremble, like a nightmare.

That guy, that guy.

"Quick, hurry up!"

Zhang Tianhua shouted anxiously.

Thirty-six strategies, walking is the best strategy.

But it was too late, Chen Feng had already walked out.

"Master."

Xin Baiyi glanced at Chen Feng, then looked at Zhang Tianhua, "This guy insulted you, I didn't give him any treatment."

Chen Feng nodded and glanced at the other person, "It's you again, you're really haunted."

Chen Feng had already felt disgusted with the Zhang family, but he did not directly get rid of Zhang Tianhua because he was concerned about the old man Zhang Guan's cultivation.

However, he has left a silver needle in the opponent's body, and the opponent will die in three days.

"What do you want? Do you really dare to kill me?

My father is Zhang Guan!"

Zhang Tianhua shouted loudly.

"My father is Zhang Guan, the leader of the Martial Alliance!"

"Master, he is scared."

Xin Baiyi said on the side.

Chen Feng smiled and naturally saw that Zhang Tianhua was just showing off.

"Go away, I don't care about the dead. When you go back, ask your father to prepare a coffin for you."

After saying that, he devoted himself to the treatment of patients. There were a lot of patients today, so he just wanted to help Xiao Yi.

As for refining the elixir, he is adjusting his state of mind. During the process of refining the elixir, the more stable his state of mind, the higher the rate of elixir formation.

"Master, are you going to let him go like this?"

Xin Baiyi was a little puzzled.

In his opinion, the other party has made the master angry, shouldn't he be punished?

Chen Feng nodded, "I broke his legs, and he will die within three days. There is no need to worry about a dead man."

Zhang Tianhua glanced at Chen Feng with a look of resentment, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

This is the only medical clinic in the area, so he always comes here, but he didn't expect to meet Chen Feng, the god of plague again.

"You dare to curse me to death, we'll see."

Zhang Tianhua's eyes flashed with a cold light.

"Master Zhang, just forget it?"

The boy on the side said reluctantly.

"Can you beat him?"

Zhang Tianhua snorted coldly.

"Don't worry, my uncle will be back in two days. He will bring a group of masters back with him, and then he will die."

"My uncle should be at half a level of heaven-level cultivation now. If given the opportunity, he will be able to break through to the heaven-level realm."

"When the time comes, our Zhang family will have two heaven-level experts, not to mention my grandfather, who is a peerless expert."

Zhang Tianhua said lightly, turning back and taking a deep look at the medical clinic.

Let me leave you alive for a few more days. When I come back, you, Chen Feng, will die.

…

The business in the medical clinic is extremely stable, especially after Chen Feng arrived, it can be said to be booming.

Chen Feng's suggestion was to stick to the original charging method and charge hard money. Regarding this, Xin Baiyi and Bi Yudie did not have any objections.

"Haha, my little friend is really a kindhearted doctor."

Coincidentally, this conversation was heard by an old man outside the door, and the old man's eyes were full of appreciation.

Not only are they good, but the disciples they teach also have unparalleled medical ethics. Such people are the pillars of the country.

Chen Feng took a look, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Old Xiong, what kind of wind brings you here?"

Chen Feng laughed, stepped forward and shook hands with Mr. Xiong.

"What, old man, can't I come over if nothing happens?"

"The first thing I came here to do is drink tea with you. The Kowloon tea you found has been of great help to the people. The second thing is to show my baby's health."

"This girl has a delicate body. When you left last time, she vomited and defecated."

Mr. Xiong said slowly.

"no problem."

Chen Feng smiled and introduced Mr. Xiong and the girl into the lounge.

Jiang Yuande joked from the side, "Brother Chen Feng, Mr. Xiong didn't just come to you for tea. Hearing that you were in trouble, he didn't even let you rest and set off to return."

"Look at him, he's not afraid of breaking up his old bones. If he doesn't care about himself, he has to be considerate and considerate of the children."

Jiang Yuande said helplessly.

He swallowed and ejaculated in a car, so there was no way he would get sick, he thought to himself.

Mr. Xiong really takes it too seriously.

After hearing Jiang Yuande's words, Mr. Xiong's face turned serious and he glared at Jiang Yuande.

"Talk too much."

Hearing what Mr. Xiong said, Jiang Yuande shook his head helplessly.

"oh?

Mr. Xiong, what’s going on?”

Chen Feng glanced at Mr. Xiong doubtfully.

There was nothing wrong with him here, but Mr. Xiong took the trouble to come back, which made him a little touched.

Jiang Yuande said slowly: "As soon as you left, Mr. Xiong received the news that someone was coming down to pick your peaches."

"The old man was so anxious that he rushed back right away without resting even after you said he wanted to. I had a serious illness the year before last and I was about to recover. Only then did Mr. Xiong remember that I was sick. I am so irritated by the comparison of people."

After saying that, he looked at Chen Feng with some envy.

"Thank you, Mr. Xiong, for your hard work. I will give you a massage in a while, and I will make sure you are full of energy."

Chen Feng laughed.

He helped Mr. Xiong find his great-granddaughter, and the other party also gave him a priceless low-grade spiritual stone. After all, Mr. Xiong didn't owe him anything.

Now, when he heard that he might be in trouble, he rushed over immediately, obviously considering Chen Feng as one of his own.

"I've just arrived. How about it? No one will give you a hard time, right?"

Mr. Xiong said with a smile.

Chen Feng shook his head, then poured tea for the old man, and the two drank slowly.

"Old Xiong, let me push you down first."

After saying that, he started to massage Mr. Xiong.

Perhaps it was because he had found his bloodline that the loneliness in Old Xiong's eyes was much less now, and there was also a sense of anger on his face.

…

the other side.

Ma Mengjia, who had just come out of a deep sleep, looked out the window and saw that it was already dusk.

"Why did I sleep for so long? I shouldn't have slept. It feels like the whole day has been wasted."

Ma Mengjia murmured, feeling a splitting headache and a feeling of loss in her heart.

After washing up, I took a look at the sky. At this time, my brother-in-law was probably cooking, and he happened to go over to grab some food.

As soon as I opened the door, I felt everything went dark and there was a sack on my head.

"Who...oh..."

Then, while stumbling, Ma Mengjia felt her butt sink, and she sat on a soft cushion, and then there was the sound of a car starting.
To be continued...