On weekdays, poor people receive no money for medical treatment.

He asked himself whether he was worthy of the conscience of heaven and earth and worthy of all the patients who came to Jishi Hall.

I didn't expect that I would have many good relationships, but in the end, I would end up like this.

The hard work of most of my life was burned away by fire.

I felt a little discouraged for a while.

"Doctor Liu, although I'm not completely sure, I have a suspect." Lu Chen suddenly said.

"Who is it? Who is so vicious?!" Liu Gongquan was filled with resentment.

"Song family." Lu Chen spat out two words coldly.

"Song family?" Liu Gongquan was startled and showed a pensive expression.

Although there is no evidence, Lu Chen's words are not without purpose.

In order to occupy Jishi Hall, the Song family used all kinds of coercion and inducement, and used every possible means.

Zhang Long, the gangster two days ago, was sent by the Song family to cause trouble.

If anyone is most suspected of arson, it is the Song family.

"Destroy it if you can't get it. The Song family is so abominable!" Liu Gongquan trembled with anger.

How can you not be angry if decades of hard work are destroyed in one day?

"Didi!"

At this time, a white Maserati suddenly stopped on the side of the road.

Immediately afterwards, the passenger door opened and Song Zhong walked out first, then respectfully opened the back seat door and invited Song Yingming and Wang Zixuan inside.

At this moment, firefighters are still using water cannons to extinguish the fire.

There was black smoke and dust all around.

Song Yingming pretended to hold an umbrella and came out to shield Wang Zixuan from the rising sun.

"Hey! What's going on here? Why is it on fire?"

Song Yingming covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, deliberately pretending to be surprised, and then said in a strange voice: "Divine Doctor Liu, Doctor Liu, are you too careless? Look, our most famous medical clinic in Nancheng,

What a pity it is to be ruined like this!"

"you--!"

Liu Gongquan gritted his teeth and wanted to have an attack, but when he saw several bodyguards standing behind Song Yingming, he held it back.

The Song family is a wealthy family, with hands and eyes that reach the sky in Nancheng District.

Even if Jishitang was really set on fire, there was nothing he could do.

Firstly, there is no evidence, and secondly, there is no way to fight.

"Doctor Liu, you are already so old and it's time to retire. What's the point of guarding Jishi Hall all day? I would say, burn it, so that you can enjoy peace and happiness." Song Yingming seemed to smile.

Not smiling.

"So, it was really you who burned Jishi Hall?" Lu Chen suddenly said.

"Hey, hey! You can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense. There is no evidence. You'd better not talk nonsense, or I will sue you for slander." Song Yingming raised the corner of his mouth.

"Lu Chen, we meet again."

Wang Zixuan took a step forward and said with a complicated look: "Thank you for curing my grandfather. Our Wang family owes you a favor."

"I can't bear the favor of your Wang family." Lu Chen looked indifferent.

"Um?"

Wang Zixuan frowned slightly, but quickly returned to normal. She took out a piece of paper, wrote a few words on it, and handed it to Lu Chen, saying: "This is a check for two million, which is considered a check from our Wang family to you."

Reward."

"Two million?"

Lu Chen took the check, looked it up and down, and said calmly: "Miss Wang is really generous. She deserves to be the daughter of a wealthy family. It's a pity that I don't care about your money."

After saying that, he raised his hand.
Chapter completed!