No one has ever dared to disobey Luo Beiming like this!
Never!
You must know that he is a famous doctor of the generation, deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, not to mention the common people, even the public officials respect him respectfully and do not dare to neglect him.
How many people dream of becoming his disciples and gaining both fame and fortune.
But now, someone not only rejected him, but even... insulted him.
Luo Beiming took a deep breath and suppressed his furious mood.
His old face regained its indifference.
"Mr. Luo, we don't seem to be talking to each other, so let's just say goodbye." Lin Yang was too lazy to talk nonsense anymore, so he turned around and left.
"Who asked you to leave?" Luo Beiming said coldly.
When the voice fell, dozens of figures in Tang suits suddenly rushed out of the empty living room and directly surrounded Lin Yang.
Lin Yang remained calm, and added with his hands behind his back: "We are in a society governed by law, so what? Is the old man going to beat people in broad daylight?"
"My methods are not that vulgar, and I would never break the law if I wanted to touch you!" Luo Beiming said expressionlessly.
For a person at his level, it is too easy to deal with someone, and he will never bear legal responsibility because he will not take action.
"Really?" Lin Yang smiled.
It's really a big heart to be able to laugh at this moment.
"I will give you one last chance, accept the money, kneel in front of me, kowtow to me, serve tea, and declare that all your medical skills are from my Luobei Ming sect. If you do this, I can treat all of this as nothing."
It never happened." Luo Beiming closed his eyes and said calmly.
This was the last chance he gave Lin Yang.
It's also an ultimatum.
Lin Yang believed that if he refused, these people would definitely rush up and knock him down, and then paralyze him.
When the police came, it was the disciple who took the blame, and the Luo family paid for the treatment, and that was it.
There is no way, as long as Luo Beiming doesn't break that bottom line, nothing big will happen.
Luo Beiming is really shrewd.
It's a pity that he doesn't understand Lin Yang.
Lin Yang let out a breath, stretched out his hand and caressed his chest.
Hmm... It's been so long since I left the police station, and my strength has somewhat recovered. It shouldn't be a big problem leaving here.
Lin Yang was thinking in his mind.
He raised his head, a cold light flashed across his eyes, and his hands couldn't help but touch his waist.
But at this time...
"stop!"
A low and painful voice sounded.
Everyone was stunned and looked sideways, only to realize that Luo Qian had grabbed a tea cup at some point and smashed it against the pillar next to it.
Boom.
The teacup broke, cutting the palm of her hand, and red blood flowed out.
But she was completely unaware of the pain. She held a piece of fragment and pressed it directly against her fair neck.
"flourishing!"
Luo Beiming's old face suddenly changed.
"Miss!"
The others also exclaimed.
"Grandpa, let Lin Yang go!" Luo Qian gritted her teeth and said.
Luo Beiming's hands trembled in anger, but he did not persist.
"Let him go!" Luo Beiming said solemnly.
For Luo Beiming, his granddaughter's life was much more important than this boy. He knew Luo Qian, and with Luo Qian's temper, he might really do something stupid.
As Luo Beiming's words came to light, the surrounding Luo Beiming's disciples and Luo family members dispersed one after another.
"Lin Yang, please go back."
"Luo Qian, it doesn't have to be like this..." Lin Yang hesitated before speaking.
"Hurry up and leave!" Luo Qian said urgently, tears streaming down her face.
Lin Yang opened his mouth and sighed: "Okay, I'll go back first. You can take care of yourself."
"Lin Yang!"
At this time, Luo Qian shouted again.
Lin Yang turned around and looked at her.
But I saw the girl lowering her autumn eyes, biting her cherry lips. She hesitated for a while, and then said hoarsely: "Thank you, and...I'm sorry..."
These few words are as heavy as a thousand pounds to her.
Lin Yang was slightly startled, then shook his head: "It's not your fault, don't blame yourself."
After saying that, the person disappeared into the night.
Luo Qian's eyes were blank and she dropped her hand weakly.
The blood-stained teacup fragments fell to the ground, making a 'dinging' sound.
