"Damn it! This is not kěnéng..."

"Oh my God, he, he knows magic!"

Zhu Yongwang and Hou Yaozong were shocked and screamed in shock. Hou Yaozong unconsciously moved forward two steps, looking like that, he wanted to touch Murong Wenshi's head himself.

Both of them were shocked!

Murong Feixue was even more stupid. Hou Yaozong didn't dare to touch Murong Wenshi. Of course Murong Feixue dared. She walked to Murong Wenshi in disbelief, raised her slender hand, and touched Murong Wenshi's forehead and top of her head in shock, and asked in a warm voice: "Grandpa, how are you now?"

After all, it was Ziji's good granddaughter. Even though he was shocked, the first one did not forget to ask Murong Wenshi's feelings.

Murong Wenshi only looked at the reaction of everyone and then shied it in his head. However, he still hurriedly raised his hand and touched Ziji's forehead. From the front to the back, he found that his forehead was as smooth as before.

"I... I'm very good, scar, are you really meéiyou?" Murong Wenshi's excited voice trembled, but he still couldn't believe it!

When Murong Feixue heard that Murong Wenshi was very good, she burst into tears in an instant.

Murong Wenshi suffered a disaster and healed, this was his biggest heart disease and could not be erased. Murong Feixue saw it in his eyes and kept it in his heart. He was worried about the old man every day, for fear that he would be unable to think about it and vomit it again, which would be troublesome.

But now, Ling Yun easily drove away Murong Wenshi's troubles. For Murong Wenshi, who has always paid attention to appearance, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a kind-hearted person and recreated!

And the most rare thing is that Ling Yun can actually think of this yidiǎn!

Even this can be cured. If anyone else doubts Murong Wenshi's brain injury at the beginning, it would be too funny and stupid if he didn't cure Ling Yun.

It doesn’t matter anymore, shime doesn’t matter anymore! Ling Yun returns the car and pays the money, whether it’s true or false, it doesn’t matter anymore!

Whether Lingyun is greedy for money or lust, whether he is really a medical ethics or absent from classes every day. All of these have become unimportant in Murong Feixue's heart!

Even now, even Ling Yun stared at Ziji's chest unscrupulously and became insignificant!

Ling Yun cured Ziji's grandfather. He saved his life, cured the scar on his head, and removed his grandfather's heart. He was the well-deserved benefactor of the Murong family!

Thinking of this, Murong Feixue turned around and walked to Ling Yun, with a shame on his face, and a tearful face, bowed respectfully to Ling Yun.

"Lingyun, thank you. Thank you... Thank you for curing my grandfather, yes... I'm sorry. It was me... who misunderstood you! All the things in the past were my fault!"

Of course Ling Yun would not be betrayed by Murong Feixue. He turned his waist gently and hid aside without moving. He smiled and said, "Sister Murong, don't thank me. As long as you are not angry anymore, don't you say, I am your boyfriend, this is all I should do..."

It was still the same person, or the words were all random, but now it was very different in Murong Feixue's ears. She straightened her delicate body, raised her tears, and glanced at Ling Yun with a coquettish look, but surprisingly refuted Ling Yun.

When Tang Meng saw this scene, he couldn't help but bow to Ling Yun. He turned his head and looked at Song Zhengyang. The two exchanged an ambiguous look that only men would understand. He said with all his heart, another fish came into Brother Yun's bowl!

After a long time, Murong Wenshi was so excited that he couldn't speak. His expression changed. Many thoughts flashed in his mind in the blink of an eye, and he suddenly stood up.

"My benefactor Lingyun, the miracle doctor is shocked. I will save my life first and then get rid of my heart disease. Murong Wenshi has no choice but to repay me. Please accept my prayer!"

As he spoke, he looked at the action and wanted to kneel down for Ling Yun!

Ling Yun didn't even accept Murong Feixue's bow. Murong Wenshi kowtowed, so he naturally refused to accept it. He stretched out his arm and grabbed Mr. Murong.

Ling Yun curled his lips and smiled faintly, "Grandpa Murong, do you plan to not let Ling Yun be a human being? What's the point of asking for trouble? How can I afford to pay your respects?!"

But Murong Wenshi was determined to eat the weight and didn't listen to Ling Yun's words at all. He insisted on bowing to him. Ling Yun had no choice but to wink at Song Zhengyang, thinking that this old man saved his life and did not kowtow when he saw me. Why was he so excited when he got a scar?

Song Zhengyang spoke again. This time he stood up and came to Murong Wenshi's side, and laughed: "Old man Murong, don't make Ling Yun embarrassed. Ling Yun's clinic opened yesterday. In front of thousands of people, he cured twenty-two dying patients in one breath. He didn't take any money. Now he just removed a scar for you, so how could he be treated with such a great gift from you?"

"shime?! Lingyun's clinic opened yesterday?!" Murong Wenshi was stunned after hearing this, and his intestines were plucked up with regret. He patted his thighs and stamped his feet and said, "Okay, you gambler Song! Lingyun's clinic opened, such a big thing, you... you actually..."

Murong Wenshi was so anxious that his face turned red and his neck was thick, and he almost couldn't breathe a sigh of relief. Ling Yun saw that the old man was really anxious, so he quickly pointed his fingers and injected a spiritual energy into Murong Wenshi, which made the old man relieve him.

"I'm anxious now? You'd better sit down first..."

Song Zhengyang laughed and pulled Murong Wenshi back to the sofa and sat down. Then he smiled and said, "Old man Murong, I know Lingyun, it's later than you know Lingyun, but there's no way. Who told us to do things? I got close to Lingyun, and he opened a clinic and invited me. I don't know that he is your savior. You said, how do you tell me?"

Even Song Zhengyang even showed off the things like sooner or later when he met Ling Yun, he showed off to Murong Wenshi, as if he knew Ling Yun, with a very proud face on his face, endless glory, and unconcealed pride.

At the same time, Song Zhengyang couldn't help but look at Tang Meng with gratitude, and secretly felt fortunate that if Tang Meng hadn't reminded ziji, what great opportunity would ziji have missed?!

Tang Meng just smiled and blinked at Song Zhengyang. He was very naughty.

He treated twenty-two dying patients in one breath. He didn't take any money?! After hearing this, Murong Feixue's delicate body felt as if he was struck by lightning. His beautiful eyes flashed and he looked at Ling Yun frequently. The heart trembled, like beating a drum, bang bang bang...

If you are not greedy for money, you will have medical ethics. As for lustfulness, such a man is not as horny as a lustful man, so who makes him excellent enough? Besides, which man is not lustful?

As the autumn waves are secretly sent, my heart is already secretly acquainted.

Murong Feixue suddenly stopped talking. She began to worry about her clothes and dressed up. She quickly checked herself and tidied up her clothes. She thought that the outfit she wore today would be too plain? She had already worn a dress!

Now, no one looked at the two playboys. Ling Yun instantly became a star in the room! He passedably accepted various gazes and worshipped!

"Why wouldn't I not be able to do such a big thing?! Lingyun Clinic opened, and I didn't even give me a gift. This... this makes me look at people with a face to meet! Alas!"

Murong Wenshi was extremely upset. He slapped his thighs heavily! He felt so regretful, don’t mention it!

Ling Yun smiled and comforted, "Grandpa Murong, don't listen to Uncle Song fooling you. It's just a small clinic that opened, but encountered an emergency. The scene was controlled, and the noise was a little louder..."

Song Zhengyang laughed and said, "Old Man Murong. As for your urgency, you are not guilty. Lingyun's clinic was only opened yesterday. If you really want to give gifts, it would be too late to give them now? Isn't Lingyun right in front of you now?"

As he spoke, Song Zhengyang secretly winked at Murong Wenshi.

Murong Wenshi suddenly realized, yes, Ling Yun is right in front of Ziji, everyone is here, so you still have to send it? I want to send it now!

But in an instant, Murong Wenshi felt sad again. Is there something good in ziji's office that can be given to Ling Yun?

What's more, Ling Yun even said he would pay back the checks of Maserati and one million, but it shows that he doesn't take these things seriously at all. What kind of thing in Ziji's Tianxi Pavilion is worth to resist Maserati's one million?!

Giving money? Vulgar! As soon as this idea arose, it was rejected by Murong Wenshi!

Ling Yun frowned slightly and said to Song Zhengyang: "Uncle Song, how can you do this? Didn't you force Grandpa Murong to give me a gift? I'm here, and I've finished doing all the things I need to do, and it's almost delayed. It's more important to do the important thing, let's go!"

After Ling Yun finished speaking, he didn't even look at the million-dollar checks left on the table, and he was about to walk out.

Ling Yunzhidào, even if the millions of checks are really left behind, Murong Feixue will send them back to him ten times a hundred times!

Those who are more careful in attacking the heart and getting your heart and are still afraid of running away from you?! Ling Yun is not stupid!

Tang Meng stood up immediately, but Song Zhengyang still couldn't sit upright. Yu Dingxuan's gambling stones, he would not bet if he didn't play, so he would start gambling. How could the dealer bet?

Song Zhengyang, if Murong Wenshi asked Ling Yun to leave, he would have seen a living ghost!

Sure enough, Murong Wenshi saw Ling Yun getting up and leaving, and immediately stood up and grabbed him. Not only Murong Wenshi, but Murong Feixue stopped in front of Ling Yun without saying a sound, with a harsh look in her eyes, saying that if you dare to leave, just step on me!

"Lingyun, you sit down first, uh, Lao Song and I will go out first..."

"Feixue, if you make another pot of good tea for Lingyun and the others, I will come back..."

Murong Wenshi hurriedly pressed Ling Yun back to the sofa, gave Song Zhengyang a wink, pulled Song Zhengyang and left the office.

The two went out and walked away, then Murong Wenshi grabbed Song Zhengyang's arm and said, "Old Song, hurry up and help me get an idea. This... is the right thing to give Shime?"

Song Zhengyang Murong Wenshi called him out to discuss this. He spread his hands and said in embarrassment: "Don't ask me about this, I won't be able to do it!"

"However, for your sake, I can give you a reference."

"shime reference?!" Murong Wenshi asked anxiously.

"Yesterday, Lingyun's clinic opened, and all the well-known figures in Qingshui City were present, including Doctor Xue, a military commander, Shuji Li Yifeng, the municipal party committee member of Qingshui City, Tang Tianhao, the director of the Public Security Bureau, and Zhuang Tiande, the richest man in Qingshui City..."

"Their gifts are..." Song Zhengyang lowered his voice and said a few congratulatory gifts casually.
Chapter completed!