Liu Xiangyun's father quickly came over and laughed and said, "No, where are you?"

The tattooed man pushed him and staggered, pointed at Liu Xiangyun and said, "Call your daughter to come and see the noodles she sent them."

Liu Xiangyun went over with courage: "Our store is very hygienic. There is no one in our house smoking, so how could there be cigarette butts on the face?"

She glanced at the table, with cigarette boxes on it, and the three of them were holding cigarettes in their hands. She roughly guessed that these people were deliberately making trouble.

The tattooed man looked at her with a lewd smile, and his greedy eyes looked up and down at her convex figure: "Do you mean I've framed you?"

Liu Xiangyun picked up the cigarette butt with chopsticks, opened the outer filter wrapper paper, broke it open and looked at it, and immediately said angrily: "The filters are still dry inside! If we accidentally fell in, we must have cooked it in the pot, and it must be wet inside and outside. Now it is dry inside, and it must be put in later. Are you kidding me?"

"Damn it! I'm having time to joke with you?" the tattooed man yelled.

"Don't be so loud, scaring the little beauty." A bald man said with a smile, stood up, walked behind Liu Xiangyun and circled around her, "Little Beauty, we ate cigarette butts in your noodles, and you even framed us. This matter is not over. Let's do this, you can accompany us three tonight. After the matter is done, I will be even. Come with us!"

As he said that, he reached out to grab her hand.

Liu Xiangyun was so scared that she quickly stepped back. Liu's father blocked her and said with a smile: "Some of you are proud of yours. Children are ignorant and can't speak. Otherwise, you three will not charge you any money, so I will treat you."

"Old guy, am I short of this money? I'm interested in your daughter, I'm old, get out of here!"

He raised his hand and slapped it hard, but before the slap hurt Liu's father's face, someone shouted loudly: "Stop!"

With this sound, a powerful air current rushed over, like a running elephant, hitting the bald man violently.

The bald man was hit by the wave of air and flew seven or eight meters away. He fell heavily to the ground and turned into a rolling gourd, bleeding from his nose and mouth, and several ribs were broken, and he was so painful that he was lying on the ground and screaming.

Everyone was shocked. When they saw Du Jie, they stopped, but they didn't see him take action. Why did the bald man fly backwards?

Du Jie himself was also shocked.

When he shouted to stop, he felt a powerful force rushing out of his body, actually knocking the other party so hard.

This is the magical power obtained by the flying immortal in the sky that day?

The tattooed man was unaware of it and pulled out a switchblade: "Mediating on other people's business, you are looking for death, I will let you blood!"

He rushed up and stabbed Du Jie in the stomach.

But when the knife almost stabbed Du Jie's body, the blade suddenly shattered, and the tattooed man holding the knife even broke even more shattered.

He fell to the ground and howled like a pig with his broken hand.

This right hand is completely useless.

Another tall man looked at him with a smile. Before he could do anything, he was so scared that he ran away from everything in front of him, throwing his two brothers to the spot without paying attention.

The bald man was struggling to get up and wanted to do something. When he saw the tattooed man's miserable appearance, he knew that he had met an expert. He was so scared that he knelt on the ground: "Brother, please spare my life, I was wrong."

In fact, Du Jie never touched a single finger from beginning to end.

However, the tattooed man had a shattered palm fracture and a broken blade, which could only be Du Jie did it. Because there was no one else on the side, the bald man knelt down for Du Jie.

Du Jie said coldly: "What's wrong with cigarette butts?"

"We just threw it in to tease this girl. We knew we were wrong, so let's go."

"Don't you apologize to the girl?"

The bald man quickly apologized to Liu Xiangyun and asked for trouble.

Although the tattooed man was in great pain, he reacted quickly and kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Du Jie said: "Pay the bill, then get out!"

The two of them agreed repeatedly, took out the dough and helped them escape.

Liu Xiangyun and her parents couldn't understand what was going on? Because they didn't see Du Jie taking action.

Liu Xiangyun said to Du Jie carefully: "Why are they so afraid of you? Are you their boss?"

Du Jie didn't know how to explain it.

However, Du Jie shouted loudly and stopped helping them to come forward. This was something that Liu Xiangyun's parents came over to thank him.

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The next afternoon.

Du Jie is busy in the doctor's office.

A poor patient's family member who could not afford medical expenses came to submit an application and asked the Cui charity medical relief fund established by the great charity Cui Wentian to help solve the medical expenses problem.

The family member sighed: "I heard that Cui Dashanren is very ill. If he dies of illness, I don't know if this medical relief fund can still be persisted? Poor people like me hope that he can live a hundred years old, but unfortunately God doesn't have any eyes."

Du Jie's heart moved, yes, Cui Wentian is a kind-hearted and generous person. It would be better if he could help him.

So he came to neurosurgery.

There are two black-clad bodyguards at the entrance of the VIP ward where Cui Wentian lives.

In the ward, Mrs. Cui sat on the sofa wiping her tears, accompanied by her son, daughter-in-law and daughter.

Cui Dashanren's condition is already very critical and has issued a notice of critical illness.

Dean Liu Chan and several vice presidents were here, looking embarrassed, because Cui Shaohao was yelling and scolding them: "Fanzhu! My dad has donated so much money to your hospital, but you Fanzhu doctors can't save my dad. Why don't you don't money to you? Do you keep a bunch of Fanzhu?"

Du Jie felt uncomfortable outside the door.

Doing charity does not mean that you can insult others at will. Cui Shaohao is too much.

He walked straight into the ward.

He was wearing a white coat and the bodyguard at the door didn't stop him.

In the ward, Cui Dashanren was lying on the hospital bed, with tubes inserted into his body. At this moment, his electrolyte was disordered and his body temperature was as high as 40℃.

Lu Pei, the vice president in charge of traditional Chinese medicine, was also bowing his head and being scolded. When he saw him coming in, he was embarrassed and embarrassed, he immediately took his anger on him and shouted, "Xiao Du, what are you here for? This is where you can come?"

"I'll treat Cui Dashanren."

Lu Pei was a little stunned: "Who asked you to come?"

"I decided to help myself. Yesterday I said that his surgery cannot be done like that, and it will be life-threatening. You don't listen. Now he is dying, I'll save him."

Dean Liu Chan looked at several vice presidents in confusion.

Vice President Yan Fuming remembered: "That's right, Xiao Du said yesterday morning during the live broadcast of the operation that Cui Dashanren cannot clamp the neck, otherwise he will have brain stem ischemia and infarction, and he will die of respiratory and circulatory failure, and he will not live tomorrow morning."

Yan Fuming originally wanted to tell Dean Liu Chan that Du Jie was foresighted, but it turned out to be a curse in the Cui family's ears.

The unjustified Cui Shaohao was furious and pointed at Du Jie: "Dare you cursing my father? You turtle, come and beat me!"

The bodyguard rushed over and wanted to take action.

Cui Wentian's daughter Cui Yaxuan quickly stepped forward to stop her: "Brother, don't do anything nonsense! This doctor is here to help."

Du Jie nodded and said, "Yes, your father is almost dying. For the sake of helping so many poor people, I will save his life."

Cui Shaohao said angrily: "What are you? Just a little Chinese medicine doctor. There are so many famous professors here. Is it your turn to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf? Get out of here..."

Suddenly, Cui Shaohao's voice came to an abrupt end.

At the same time, he felt like he was a little sparrow held by a giant hand. The giant hand was clenched. He was so oppressed that he could not breathe, and he could not even scream.

His bones were in pain, but he couldn't shout out loud, and he was frightened and didn't know what was going on.

However, there was nothing unusual for the others, only him.

Moreover, his appearance did not change at all. Except for himself, he felt that his whole body was almost broken by the giant hand, and he felt that he was about to die.
Chapter completed!