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Chapter 87 Chen Qingyang is dead

Even Wan Haishan, the president of the Shanghai Martial Arts Association, is only an innate martial artist.

To put it this way, I am actually trying to reach a higher level.

So Zhu Yaner blushed and lowered her head to express her acquiescence.

"Why are you still blushing?" Lu Chen, an old straight man, naturally couldn't figure out the reason. He couldn't help complaining, "Guo Zhenjie from Zongheng Bank and Qin Bingxi from Qingfeng Medicine Hall have already set their sights on my clinic."

"I'm just an ordinary doctor. I don't need so many people to help me."

"What? Lao Guo, and Lao Qin Tou, those two guys have already taken action in advance? Why did these two old bastards take action so quickly?" Zhu Weidong beat his chest anxiously and couldn't help but said: "Then the little girl should be allowed to do it even more.

Hurry up and follow Mr. Lu."

"Huh?" Lu Chen and Zhu Yan'er looked at Zhu Weidong with strange expressions.

"Ah, that's what it looks like." Zhu Weidong also felt that he had let something slip, so he quickly changed his words and said, "Yan'er and Guo Zhenjie have been playmates since childhood."

"Unexpectedly, they have already studied under Mr. Lu in advance."

"Then the little girl should hurry up and follow Mr. Lu."

"Otherwise, they will be left behind too much."

"Okay, okay." Lu Chen said helplessly: "Then come to work tomorrow, the salary is 2,000, and the probation period salary is 20% off."

"Hey, this is another big expense."

After finishing speaking, Lu Chen said hello to Zhu Weidong and others, turned around and left.

Only Zhu Weidong, Zhu Shaopu and others were left looking at each other.

No, you are a great master after all. As long as you say a word, don't you just get hundreds of millions of wealth?

And I just gave you a pharmaceutical company worth 1 billion yuan. Do you need to lament over a salary of 2,000 yuan?

"Maybe, maybe..." Zhu Yan'er said "maybe" for a long time, and finally found a slightly reasonable reason, "Maybe the master's personality is so unique."

Zhu Weidong and Zhu Shaopu couldn't help but nodded heavily.

Lu Chen didn't bother to care what others thought and sent Wang Yueyao home first.

Then, just as he was about to drive home, he received a call from Tang Zichen.

"Hello, little Zichen, do you miss me?" Lu Chen directly turned on the flirting mode, "Isn't life difficult without daddy by your side?"

Tang Zichen on the opposite side must be very angry, because Lu Chen can already hear the sound of grinding teeth on the other side of the phone.

"You bastard, is your skin itchy again?" Tang Zichen gritted his teeth and scolded Lu Chen.

After a long time, he took a deep breath and said to Lu Chen, "Okay, let's get down to business now."

"I just got the news that Chen Qingyang died about an hour ago."

"Dead?" Lu Chen was slightly startled at first, and then said in a calm tone: "Just die, it's none of my business."

"Listening to your tone, you are not surprised at all. It seems that you have known about this for a long time." Tang Zichen couldn't stop saying.

"Sister Chen, I am a law-abiding citizen, you can't talk nonsense." Lu Chen shouted: "And I was seeing a doctor an hour ago, and I have a certificate."

"That's the best." Tang Zichen paused, and then said to Lu Chen: "That's not the point I want to say."

"Chen Qingyang has a younger brother named Chen Feiyang."

"Chen Feiyang is a martial arts prodigy. He was brought to the Yang Kingdom by the sword master Yagyu Yida since he was a child and was accepted as a closed disciple."

"According to the information I received, the Chen family has sent someone to Yang Country to bring Chen Feiyang back."

"However, fortunately, Chen Feiyang's place is remote and the transportation is inconvenient. It may take a week to return."

"Don't think about it. After he comes back, he will most likely take action against you."

"What's going on? Why do so many people want to kill me, a unruly citizen?" Lu Chen couldn't help but said exaggeratedly: "Sister Chen, come over and protect me."

"So there are times when you are afraid?" Tang Zichen's proud voice came over, "Then come over and beg me."

"I don't have high demands. Just bring me tea and water, rub my shoulders and pat my legs."

"Sister Chen, if I guess correctly, after my last treatment and the Peiyuan Pill I gave you, your current strength should have reached the peak of the 12th level of a warrior." Lu Chen suddenly said.

An incomprehensible saying, "You feel like you are only one step away from becoming an innate martial artist."

"But you still can't get past this step, right?"

"Oh, you have guessed all this, you are awesome." Tang Zichen couldn't help but said: "But, why are you talking about this?"

"If you come to me, I will advance you to the innate martial arts master within three days." Lu Chen said directly.

"What? Can you really do it in three days? Tang Zichen couldn't help but breathe a little faster.

"You bring me tea and water, squeeze your shoulders and back, and I will help you advance to the innate martial arts master." Lu Chen's equally proud voice passed over: "In three days, I will wait for you at the first-grade villa in Lingwu Mountain. See you there.

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After speaking, Lu Chen smiled and hung up the phone.

"Ahhh..." Tang Zichen was about to go crazy and couldn't help but cursed, "Damn it, this bastard took advantage of me again!"

"When I advance to the level of Innate Martial Arts Master, I'll beat the shit out of you, and you'll be clean."

Tang Zichen was so angry that he originally wanted to use Chen Feiyang's incident to pinch Lu Chen, but he didn't expect that this bastard Lu Chen would backhand him.

At this time, Lu Chen, the bastard, had returned home and continued to practice Taoism. The night passed quickly.

On the second day, Lu Chen came to the outpatient clinic and saw Zhu Yan'er, Qin Bingxi, and Guo Zhenjie talking and laughing, and they were very affectionate.

It is said that three women make a show, Lu Chen couldn't help but shuddered, and said to several people: "My small clinic can't use so many people."

"Let's see, you guys can discuss and schedule a shift."

"As long as one person comes a day, that's enough."

"Zhu Yan'er, you just arrived, please stay and familiarize yourself with the environment."

"Oh, by the way, if you only attend 1/3 of the classes a month, your salary will be reduced from 2,000 yuan to 666 yuan and 70 cents."

"The probation period salary for the first three months is only 20% off, so that's probably..."

"Forget it, I'll give you 540 yuan. I'm so generous."

Zhu Yan'er's grin reached from the corner of her mouth to her ears. He has always been the center of attention since he was little, and he is like a little princess.

I have worked so hard for you for a month and earned more than 500 yuan, which is not even enough to make a manicure for me.

He now has a desire to die.

Lu Chen didn't bother to care what they thought.

Because Lu Chen has superb medical skills and the medicines he prescribes are very cheap.

As time went by, his reputation grew, and there was an endless stream of people coming to see him every day, and there was even a long queue.


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