At this time, Ye Zihao saw a man dressed elegantly, dressed in a suit and shirt, as if he was an office worker.
But at this time, this man actually took advantage of a migrant worker not paying attention and was sneaking into the migrant worker's pocket with tweezers. You must know that the money of ordinary migrant workers is hard-earned hard-earned money. But the man in front of him actually attacked a migrant worker.
No wonder Ye Zihao and the others were so angry.
"Brother Ye! He...?"
Shen Mengjing looked hesitant to speak, but at this time, Ye Zihao said lightly: "Xiao Meng! Don't worry, let me handle it!"
"Um!"
Shen Mengjing nodded, and then let Ye Zihao deal with the thief.
It was seen that the thief was concentrating on the migrant worker and did not notice Ye Zihao's approach. Just as he was about to take out the migrant worker's wallet, suddenly Ye Zihao reached out and grabbed his right wrist. , said coldly: "Brother! What do you want to do?"
Forehead?
Suddenly, the migrant worker was startled, then turned around and saw that the thief was trying to steal his money.
"Damn it! You... you stole my money?"
The migrant worker reprimanded him very angrily, and at this time, the thief glared at Ye Zihao fiercely and cursed: "You bastard! Are you meddling in other people's business? Are you looking for death?"
"You stole other people's money and I stopped you. Is this considered nosy?" Ye Zihao said with a disdainful sneer.
"Huh! If you block my way to make money, you are just meddling in other people's business!"
Say it!
With the other hand of the thief, he actually took out a sharp dagger from his body and stabbed Ye Hao directly.
"Die!"
The thief looked embarrassed and his attacks were very ruthless. At first glance, he was no ordinary thief.
"Brother Ye! Little...be careful!"
In an instant, Shen Mengjing exclaimed in surprise and said.
"snort!"
Ye Zihao snorted, then pinched the thief's right wrist hard.
"ah……!"
In an instant, the thief froze in pain, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang". His whole body was in pain and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he stared at Ye Hao with a painful expression.
"You...who are you? A plainclothes policeman?" the thief asked angrily.
Ye Zihao shook his head, and then suddenly pinched the thief's right wrist with force, causing the thief to scream in pain on the spot.
"Ah...ah! Ah! My...hand!"
The thief was screaming, but Ye Zihao said coldly, "I'm not a policeman, but I'm familiar with the police! Huh! It's unlucky for you to meet me this time."
"Damn it! You... do you know who I am? If you had better sense, just let me go!" The thief cursed angrily.
Ye Zihao asked rather playfully, "Oh? Does the thief have a background?"
"I am 'Three...'!!"
The thief was so angry that he was about to announce his identity, but at this moment, he seemed to realize something and stopped talking on the spot.
"Three what?" Ye Zihao said sarcastically.
"Hmph! I fell into your hands today. It's bad luck for me! When I come out, you must not let me meet you! Otherwise, I won't be able to spare you!"
The thief had a serious look on his face and scolded him.
Ye Zihao's expression suddenly turned gloomy and he asked: "Is this a threat?"
"Calculate!"
"Then I'm sorry! I hate it when people threaten me!! And the consequences of threatening me are like this..."
After saying that, Ye Zihao reached out and grabbed the thief's other hand, and twisted it hard on the spot. With a "click", the thief's hands were disabled. Even if he recovered in the future, he would be unable to continue stealing.
Because his hands are so cruel!
"Ah...ah! Ah!"
"You...you bastard!! You don't deserve to die! You will regret it!"
"Ah! Ah!"
…
The thief screamed at the top of his lungs, and at this moment, Ye Zihao snorted and kicked the thief aside.
"Young man! Thank you...thank you just now!"
The migrant worker said very gratefully, and Ye Zihao smiled, shook his head and said: "It's just a trivial matter! You should call the police!"
"OK!"
The migrant worker nodded and called the police.
At this time, Shen Mengjing walked up and asked with concern: "Brother Ye, you...were you not hurt just now?"
"He didn't hurt me!"
Ye Zihao shook his head. He also knew that Shen Mengjing was worried about the knife that the thief had just stabbed.
"It'll be fine!"
Shen Mengjing secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Immediately afterwards, the two of them ignored the thief and walked towards their destination.
After arriving at the scene, Ye Zihao saw many people coming to check their blood pressure, heartbeat and the like.
At this time, Shen Zhiyuan also saw Ye Zihao and the others, so he walked over on his own initiative, with an amiable smile on his face, and said, "Xiaoye! Are you finally here?"
"Grandpa Shen! Hello!"
Ye Zihao greeted him very politely and smiled.
At this time, Shen Zhiyuan said: "Xiaoye! It will be hard for you to stay here for a while. Several patients with difficult and complicated diseases came to the scene just now. This is the first time I have encountered their condition!"
"Grandpa Shen! I will try my best to help them!" Ye Zihao nodded, then looked around the scene and found that in addition to Jiangcheng Hospital, there was also a free clinic called Renai Hospital.
So, Ye Zihao asked out of curiosity, "Grandpa Shen! Is there another hospital offering free clinics here?"
"Yes! You don't need to worry about them! This hospital is private, with high fees and mediocre treatment results, but it likes to be in the limelight! They saw that our hospital has free clinics here, so they came to hold activities together!"
Shen Zhiyuan explained and said.
"oh!"
Ye Zihao looked slightly surprised and didn't say much.
Then, under the leadership of Shen Zhiyuan, he came to the booth of the Chinese medicine free clinic. However, at this moment, an old man with silver hair came over and glanced at Ye Zihao deliberately. At this time, The old man's eyes were full of sarcasm and disdain.
"Shen Zhiyuan! Is this the 'Miracle Doctor Ye' you often call me?" Mr. Lin, the Chinese medicine doctor, looked arrogant, as if he was "relying on his old age and selling off his old age".
"Yes! That's him!"
Shen Zhiyuan frowned and nodded. At this time, he also smelled the smell of gunpowder.
Sure enough, after that, the old Chinese medicine doctor Lin said something that made him feel uncomfortable, "Shen Zhiyuan! I respect you as a colleague, but why do you admire a young man so much? Are you stupid? Or do you think you are old? Already?"