Hong Huang returned to the limited edition sports car and saw Meng Xiaoan's leisurely look. With such a stable character, Hong Huang was quite curious. Ordinary doctors would definitely make a fuss when encountering such a thing. If
No, at least he expressed some surprise, but Meng Xiaoan was very calm and watched him fight with the Japanese, looking very interested. Hong Huang said: "I think you are not an ordinary doctor.
Meng Xiaoan also smiled: "It doesn't matter whether he is an ordinary doctor or not. I'm just a doctor. If I have money, I want it." In his opinion, Hong Huang's life and death has nothing to do with him. He is just a doctor.
, is also a birdman running for life. "One hundred thousand." Meng Xiaoan smiled and said, "My medical expenses." Hong Huang glanced at Meng Xiaoan suspiciously and then smiled: "You are a big lion.
Open your mouth." Meng Xiaoan shrugged his shoulders: "I think I am safe this time, and one hundred thousand yuan is not much." "Not only did you take away my sports car, but you also asked for one hundred thousand yuan. You are a doctor and I want to see my heart.
It's a little darker." Hong Huang still said to Meng Xiaoan in a very relaxed tone. Meng Xiaoan sighed: "You can see it just now, they are Japanese. They are people who kill without blinking an eye. They kill people in broad daylight.
You dare to come and rob someone, I want so much money just to hire more security guards, it’s not excessive.” Hong Huang said: “Deal.”
After ten minutes' journey, we finally arrived at Honghuang's mansion. Or rather, it was a very ordinary small courtyard. But from the first step when Meng Xiaoan stepped into this small courtyard, he felt that there were at least ten people around this small courtyard.
A sniper was staring at him. As long as he behaved slightly abnormally, he believed that he would become a target for bullets. Meng Xiaoan glanced at Hong Huang, who is this person? So far, Hong Huang has not asked
Meng Xiaoan, wearing a make-up mask on his face, came to a small room. A very upright person walked out, the kind of man who looked very upright. He was dressed in white clothes, white trousers, and even leather shoes.
It was white, his skin was bronze, and he was holding two pairs of plain socks in his hand. Hong Huang smiled at the man, and then whispered to Meng Xiaoan: "Excuse me." Meng Xiaoan smiled, unexpectedly
Seeing a man asking for so many complicated procedures, he took off his shoes and put on new socks. The man took out a pair of clean slippers. After Meng Xiaoan put them on, he and Hong Huang walked into the room.
There was only one bed in the room, and an old man was lying on it. The old man had white hair and a thin face. He didn't look like he had much energy. But Meng Xiaoan could tell at a glance that the old man's face was dark. Hong Huang stepped forward and whispered
"Dad, I brought a doctor to look at you." Hong Huang returned to Meng Xiaoan and whispered: "My father's illness is very strange. He seems to be fine, but he can't eat. He can't even eat."
It's hard to even drink it." Meng Xiaoan stepped forward and Hong Huang brought him a stool. Meng Xiaoan felt his pulse. The pulse was normal. Could it be that he was poisoned? Meng Xiaoan looked at the old man's tongue and eyeballs again.
Normal. As for what Hong Huang said, Meng Xiaoan probably knew clearly that they must have gone to the large hospital above for examination, but could not get the results, so they found him, a small doctor. Meng Xiaoan did not bring acupuncture tools, so it was not necessary.
He was sure if he was poisoned, so he glanced at the old man and asked if he could speak. The old man opened his mouth, but he could only breathe out. Meng Xiaoan and Hong Huang exited the room. The man with a crew cut asked about the situation. Meng Xiaoan passed Hong
Huang learned that this man was his eldest brother Hong Ang. When he learned that Hong Huang was attacked by the Japanese, Hong Ang said that the Japanese must be afraid of his father. Meng Xiaoan didn't know why the Japanese were afraid that their father would wake up.
He wasn't that interested. "I need my acupuncture to be sure. I'll come back tonight, do you think that's okay?" Meng Xiao'an said.
"Okay." Hong Huang seemed to have something interesting and said, "Doctor Meng, as long as you cure my father's disease, the conditions are whatever you want."
"Would you like to be my bodyguard?" Meng Xiaoan looked at Hong Huang with a half-smile.
