"Madam," Luo Jinhao flashed and blocked the bed, stopped the two of them, and looked at Mrs. Yang. Mr. Wan came uninvited, obviously, and was not welcomed by Mrs. Yang. The two so-called doctors he brought were strange everywhere. How could he let him move Fengyu casually?

"Who are you?" Wan Zhaoliang looked up and down at Luo Jinhao in dissatisfaction and said. I didn't seem to have seen this person in Fengjia Manor before, a newly hired bodyguard?

"This is Officer Luo from the police station, responsible for this case." Cao Dahua said.

"It turned out to be Arthur," Wan Zhaoliang's expression tightened, and then he pulled Changyin indifferently, "What, Arthur, we don't need you to review the doctor at home."

Luo Jinhao smiled slightly, "If necessary, it is also necessary." As he said that, his gaze looked at Mrs. Yang.

Mrs. Yang was also full of uneasiness. She instinctively didn't want Wan Zhaoliang's hurrying look, but her daughter was helpless now. She couldn't help but hold a glimmer of hope. She glanced at the foreigner who was tall and deep nose, and the old Miaojiang who was dressed in a strange and sinister look, and was hesitant for a moment.

"Mrs. Yang, what else can I hesitate?" said Wan Zhaoliang. "I am so busy that I have invited these two masters to a lot of money. What else do you think about? In a situation like Da Yuer, it's not nice to say, even if you treat a dead horse as a living horse, what can you do..."

"What are you talking about?" Cao Dahua next to him grabbed his collar and said angrily.

The bodyguards in black next to them moved, Wan Zhaoliang waved his hand and looked at Cao Dahua and said, "Boy, what do you want..."

"I..." Cao Dahua clenched his fists, "Dahua..." Mrs. Yang shouted hurriedly.

"Dahua, don't do anything randomly!" Mr. Lu said in a deep voice.

Cao Dahua twitched the corner of his mouth and slowly let go of his hand.

Wan Zhaoliang snorted coldly and smoothed his suit. He hated Cao Dahua so much at this moment. Why did he encounter such a frustration every time he came to visit this mother and daughter? "I kindly helped you, I really don't understand what you think. Since that's the case, even if I'm troubled, let's go!" The guy said angrily.

"Mr. Wan," Mrs. Yang felt a little embarrassed. After all, she came so far away and was so quick. She was in a state of mind. "Mr. Wan, Dahua has no other intentions. She and Fengyu are siblings. He just lost control of his emotions for a moment... I'm sorry."

"Nothing," Wan Zhaoliang fell down. "After all, this happened, no one felt uncomfortable. According to me, since the two miracle doctors have arrived, you might as well ask them to see them. Do you know how many people usually want to ask them to take a look, but they can't even invite them..."

Mrs. Yang looked at Mr. Lu next to her, and finally nodded, saying, "Then... well, I'll bother you,"

A smug smile flashed across Wan Zhaoliang and pushed Luo Jinhao aside, "Two miraculous doctors, please please!"

Luo Jinhao was standing by, staring at the two of them with sharp eyes, not daring to be careless at all. Dr. Jonas first turned on the computer he brought with him and several strange instruments and began to analyze. The Miaojiang miraculous doctor just walked back and forth around Fengyu's bed. His two sinister eyes looked at Fengyu who was sleeping. After walking back and forth for a few times, his face became more and more gloomy, but he did not move in the end, let alone test the pulse or something.

More than half an hour passed. Dr. Jonas took the last piece of paper printed out and looked at it for a long time. Finally, he shrugged helplessly, saying that he had no help either.

"No, Mr. Jonas, you are the most famous doctor in Europe," Wan Zhaoliang couldn't help but say.

"This treatment plan, and these medical facilities, is already the most advanced. What else can I do?" After saying that, Jonas shrugged his shoulders and went out with the box.

"Yeah..." Wan Zhaoliang looked at Feng Yu on the bed and couldn't help but smack his lips, a little regretful, but it felt like a pity for this young and beautiful body.

Mrs. Yang's tears couldn't help but fall again.

"Mr. Lan Long, what about you? Is there any way?" Wan Zhaoliang asked again.

Oh, this strange guy, just looked at it and checked it

If you haven't checked, there's probably no way.

"What's the difficulty?" said Miaojiang Lanlong, his voice as hard as a night owl, like the eunuch's godfather in Stephen Chow's movie "The Death Officer".

Ah?! Everyone had no time to care about his voice, and were shocked by his loud tone.

"Old miracle doctor, old miracle doctor, do you really have a way?" Mrs. Yang said anxiously. If the old man hadn't been weird all over, she would have been holding his hand.

"Hmph, I only need one dose of medicine to restore her to the point of the past!" The guy said proudly with his hands on his back.

What?! Everyone in the room couldn't help but widen their eyes in surprise. Then, Wan Zhaoliang laughed: "How about it? It's true that there is an immortal doctor in the deep mountains. I knew that Doctor Lan must have a way. Hahaha, it's not in vain that I'm traveling thousands of miles. I spent a lot of money to invite you out of the mountain from Miaojiang."

As he said, his hand was put on Mrs. Yang's shoulder. While Mrs. Yang was surprised, she didn't have time to get rid of him. She just looked at the Miaojiang miracle doctor with anticipation.

"Then...then you can ask a miracle doctor to treat it?" Old Master Lu couldn't help but tremble.

"Well," the blue dragon looked at the people around him with a reserved look, "Please avoid it,"

Avoid? Mrs. Yang looked at Wan Zhaoliang with some confusion. Luo Jinhao said: "Doctors treat the disease, what can I avoid? What's more, Miss Feng suffered an external trauma."

Wan Zhaoliang was about to retort, and Lan Long waved his hand, "It's okay not to avoid it, I'm just afraid of scaring you."

Fengyu was a fairly young woman after all, so Cao Dahua, Wan Zhaoliang and the bodyguards still avoided it. However, before leaving the door, when passing by Lan Long, Wan Zhaoliang's mouth moved, as if he had signaled something to his eyes.

Mrs. Yang, Mr. Lu, and Luo Jinhao stayed in the house, but they both retreated to the far corner of the house.

Lan Long stood at the end of the bed, and his blue embroidered clothes suddenly began to be free of wind. When his arm raised, a small black jar appeared in his hand. It looked not only the horns but also the material of ivory, but an indescribable smell filled the house.

What a weird thing this is? Mrs. Yang covered her nose and looked at Luo Jinhao and Mr. Lu. The three of them couldn't help but look horrified in their eyes.
Chapter completed!