Zheng Junqing's smile became playful. There were many Sino-foreign joint venture hospitals and medical clinics in Longdu, so it was not difficult to get a license for Miyamoto.
But Zheng Junqing would never believe that Miyamoto spent so much money to save his sister just because he wanted to open a medical clinic in Longdu.
I'm afraid that this sinister guy is going to hide under the guise of a medical clinic and have some agenda for the protection of the Zheng family.
He looked at Saburo Miyamoto and said with a smile: "Mr. Miyamoto, it's hard to open a medical clinic in Longdu."
"I understand it's difficult to open, so I wanted to ask Mr. Zheng for help."
Saburo Miyamoto put away the copper-colored syringe and smiled:
"This needle water is called spring when dead trees bloom."
"It's a life-saving potion given to bronze doctors by the blood medicine sect. No matter what the injury or poison is, as long as you still have breath, if you drink it, you can come back to life."
"However, this kind of good stuff is extremely expensive. It needs to be extracted from various top-grade medicinal materials and combined with the blood fusion of many creatures."
"This syringe of liquid costs 100 million."
"So not every disciple of the Blood Medicine Sect can have such a life-saving potion. Only those who have made special contributions will be rewarded."
He stared at Zheng Junqing with sharp eyes: "And each person can only be rewarded once."
Ling Qianshui hurriedly said in surprise:
"In other words, Mr. Miyamoto gave his spare life to the poisoned Director Zheng?"
Saburo Miyamoto smiled faintly: "You can say that."
"Mr. Miyamoto sacrificed himself for others. Zheng Junqing was extremely impressed."
A smile flashed across Zheng Junqing's face. The other party had reached this point. It would be unkind for him to refuse. At worst, he would join the team and keep an eye on the hospital.
"Okay, I'll apply for this permit for you."
"But you have to wait a few months until I return to Longdu to take care of it. After all, you are a foreigner. If a foreigner opens a medical clinic, I need to take care of it myself."
It's easy for him to apply for a permit, but if something happens in the future, he needs to be responsible and have to protect him at ordinary times.
If possible, Zheng Junqing would settle for 100 million.
Saburo Miyamoto smiled gently and said, "Everything is at the discretion of Mr. Zheng."
"Bang--"
At this moment, the door was pushed open again, and a member of the Sirius Society came over carrying a box:
"President Ling, the takeaway you ordered is here."
Ling Qianshui was slightly startled: "Takeout? When did I order takeout?"
"Just now a delivery boy came over asking "Are you full?"
The member of the Sirius Society looked confused: "He said this is the papaya stewed with snow clams you ordered."
"I opened the package and took a look, and it was indeed something to eat."
He also checked the food before taking it, and would not give takeout to Ling Qianshui foolishly.
“Papaya stewed with snow clam?”
Ling Qianshui and Miyamoto Saburo looked at each other, and they were both shocked when they saw it.
"Papaya stewed with snow clams, that's a good thing. Can you give it to my sister? President Ling, you're interested."
Zheng Junqing took the takeout and put it on the table. There was a large ceramic stew pot inside, which was steaming hot and exuding aroma.
He took a sharp breath and then opened the lid.
"Clang-"
Almost as soon as he opened it, Zheng Junqing threw the lid out and took a few steps back.
The dull old man jumped out of the corner in an instant, guarding Zheng Junqing carefully.
In the field of vision, sitting inside the stew pot, was a blood-red toad with bulging eyes and a fierce glare, but it could not close its eyes at this moment.
The stew pot had obviously been cooked over a high fire. Not only were the blood-red toads fully cooked, but the soup was also as red as blood.
"Holy shit, what the hell is this?"
Zheng Junqing stared at the stew pot and shouted: "Ling Qianshui, what are you doing with this thing?"
Dean Huang and the others all trembled when they saw it, and then they all left the corridor to retching.
"Master Zheng, I didn't do this."
Ling Qianshui exhaled a long breath: "This is probably Mark's prank."
Miyamoto Saburo didn't make a sound, but his eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his nails were dug into his flesh, as if what was being stewed was not a toad, but his child.
"Son of a bitch, it's this bastard again."
Zheng Junqing was furious: "You go against me again and again, and I will kill him, kill him."
The corners of Ling Qianshui's lips were moved: "Young Master Zheng, please bear with me. This Ye Fan is very skillful and full of tricks. Several of my men have failed."
"Sakai Yukiko has also lost contact."
She added intentionally or unintentionally: "How about I go apologize to him and pay him some money, so that everyone can stay calm in the future?"
"Apology? Compensation?"
These words made Zheng Junqing even more irritated: "He slapped me in the face in public and almost poisoned my sister to death. I still want to bow to him?"
"Who is he?"
"Do you think you are the nephew of the five great families?"
"Mr. Miyamoto, do me one more favor and kill Mark for me."
"Not only will I protect you and open a medical clinic in Longdu, I can also help you get a pharmaceutical production license."
He stared at Saburo Miyamoto: "The money you make from seeing a doctor can't be as much as the money you make from selling medicines in bulk."
Although Zheng Junqing was furious, he remained rational and understood what it means to kill with a borrowed knife.
"Master Zheng, I am a doctor, not a killer."
Saburo Miyamoto said meaningfully: "I won't kill people casually.
"Others don't understand blood medicine, but I don't understand it either?"
Zheng Junqing took a step forward and said, "Not only are you excellent in medical skills, you are also good at martial arts, poisoning, witchcraft, etc."
"Killing a man is about the same as killing a dog."
"In this way, I can join a joint venture with you. How about you and me?"
With the involvement of the Zheng family, Saburo Miyamoto can gain a better foothold.
"I told you, I'm a doctor, not a killer!"
Saburo Miyamoto looked at Zheng Junqing calmly and said with a smile:
"But the person who can make Master Zheng hate him so much must be a despicable and shameless villain."
"If a shameless child is found and punished by everyone, it can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people."
"If I don't go to hell, who will?"
He picked up the medicine box and went out: "Wait for my good news..."
Near dusk, Ye Fan came out of the private nursing home. After his treatment, Mo Duoduo woke up and regained his intelligence.
Mo Qianxiong was very happy. Not only did he give Ye Fan 10 million for medical treatment, but he also invited him to Wangjiang Tower to stay drunk until he returned.
But Ye Fan smiled and refused. Mo Duoduo had just woken up and needed someone to accompany him, and Mo Qianxiong definitely wanted to get together with his daughter.
For this reason, Ye Fan also put away the matter of Sirius, so that Mo Qianxiong would not be busy with business and neglect his daughter.
He asked Mo Qianxiong to treat him to a banquet in two days.
Mo Qianxiong did not insist and sent Ye Fan out in person. He also left a personal phone number and told him that he could contact him at any time if anything happened.
After Ye Fan said goodbye to Mo Qianxiong, he sent Song Hongyan home. Just as he was about to call a car to go back to Feilong Villa, his phone vibrated.
He glanced at the number and was slightly startled, Li Momo.
Ye Fan picked up the answer, and soon Li Momo's weak voice came:
