Ji Haotian saw Chen Muzhi's desire to speak but stopped, and smiled and said, "Old Shen came to Zhennan Medical Center. He is a distinguished guest of the Ji family. There is no need to hesitate to speak so much. What should I do if I can tell you? Just speak out."

"It's nothing."

Chen Muzhi smiled: "Mr. Ji is not an old man to gain fame, but I have been a doctor all my life and I am quite famous in the northern region. Especially in the past two days, I have been in charge of the museum and received nearly a thousand patients. Among them, there are few serious patients, and even some people who have had headaches and fevers. They have even arrived here. This not only makes me worry, but also delays the precious time of other critically ill patients. So I am stupid, can we keep these minor patients out of the door?"

"My Ji family's ancestral teachings are kind-hearted. The condition is not different from the size of the disease. If a minor illness is delayed for a long time, it will become a major illness."

Ji Haotian immediately refused: "Old Shen's medical skills are excellent, so he should naturally know that if a minor illness is not cured, there will be big problems."

"Too……"

Chen Muzhi came to the Ji family to take charge, out of admiration for Ji Zhennan and admiration for Ji Haotian. Seeing that he disagrees with what he said, he didn't say much: "Mr. Ji said very well, but I am old after all, and if everything is sufficient, I will inevitably lack energy. Since you don't agree with my plan, then forget it."

"Don't worry, Mr. Shen, before entering the door, I asked Su Su to release the news that Zhennan Medical Center will expand the enrollment of 20 doctors to divert the patients who come to the door. In the future, only patients they cannot handle will be sent to you."

Chen Muzhi lowered his figure and came to the Ji family to be a doctor for consultation. How could Ji Haotian not be considerate?

"It turns out that Mr. Ji is so thoughtful. Since this is the case, he is so narrow-minded."

When Chen Muzhi heard this, he smiled and said nothing more.

In the following time, Ji Haotian also stayed in the clinic and accompanied Chen Muzhi to the clinic. In one morning, he handled at least a hundred patients.

It's really troublesome.

After lunch.

Ji Haotian brewed a pot of strong tea. Before he could drink it, Wen Keren walked to him: "Young man, the vendor at the ghost stall called and said that he would see you!"

“Where is it?”

Ji Haotian put down the teacup and was excited.

"The demolition area in the south of the city, the star fall pavilion of Nanhai Park."

Wen Keren finished speaking and continued to add: "Small, at the Hundred Herbs Festival, Fan Ke sold the Faxie Dinggong Pill for 500 million yuan. The other party has tasted the sweetness, and the person who can get the treasure of the Ji family is probably not an ordinary person. Now the meeting place has been chosen in a deserted abandoned park, which shows that his heart is sinister. I am afraid it is unusual to see him today!"

"This matter is closely related to the Ji family. Not to mention a few villains, even the Ten Palaces of Hell, I will meet in person."

Ji Haotian's eyes were calm and his body exuded infinite majesty: "Prepare the car."

"yes!"

...

The southern suburbs of Yunzhou are a large area to be developed.

All the buildings and houses around were demolished, with ruins all over the place.

Just wait for the spring breeze to blow next year, this place will become the new commercial center of Yunzhou.

Nanhai Park is the main center of the southern suburbs and the only building complex that has not been demolished.

Hummers stagnate.

Ji Haotian walked on the snow and walked calmly towards the Star Pavilion with Wen Keren's steps.

Under the pavilion, two figures can be seen from afar. It was the owner of the ghost stall that day and another young man in his twenties who was in his deer-headed rat.

"Yeah, you are here!"

On that day, the stall owner sold a martyrpent Pill, making a fortune. When he saw Ji Haotian, he greeted him very politely.

"Where are people."

Ji Haotian asked with a clear handwriting like gold and said frankly.

"Yes, I haven't introduced you to you yet."

The stall owner smiled angrily, pointed to the young man beside him and said to Ji Haotian: "This guy is the seller who consigned spiritual pills to me!"

"you?"

Ji Haotian looked at the young man and frowned slightly.

Faxie Dinggong Wan is a thing that has been leaked from the Ji family's disaster, which has been ten years since then.

And this young man is at most twenty-three or four years old.

Ten years ago, it was definitely impossible to participate in the Ji family's bloody case and get such a valuable item.

"Yes, it's me."

The young man looked at Ji Haotian, then stopped his eyes on Wen Keren who was on one side.

The appearance of chromogens is full of chromogens, and it is difficult to form a climate.

"Two, I am just an intermediary. Now the connection between the past and the future has been completed. You guys can chat slowly!"

The stall owner threw a word and turned around and disappeared into the vastness.

Ji Haotian saw the greed in the young man's eyes and frowned slightly: "Where did you get the Faxie Dinggong Wan from my Ji family?"

"You don't care about this."

When the young man saw Ji Haotian’s question, he withdrew his lustful gaze from Wen Keren, and responded with his legs tremblingly: “The stall owner just said, as long as I have medicine, how much do you have, how much do you want, 500 million yuan each, and you will receive it at the price, right?”

Ji Haotian's voice was dull: "That's right."

The eyes changed slightly.

Hidden murderous intent.

"Where is the money?"

Youths take every step forward.

The black card of the centurion in Wen Keren's hand flashed by: "Where is the thing?"

The young man curled up his fingers and whistled.

More than a dozen strong men emerged from the dense forests around him, and instantly surrounded Ji Haotian, all showing their fierce aura.

Seeing this, Ji Haotian's eyes trembled.

"Don't get me wrong, after all, 500 million is not a decimal, I have to find a few friends to accompany me."

The young man grinned his teeth, took out a brocade box from his arms, opened the lid and swayed past Ji Haotian, and then put it away again.

A strong man stepped forward from behind and showed a portable POS machine: "Swipe the card."

Ji Haotian looked at the young man and said coldly: "Use fakes to mess with me, you are looking for death!"

Strong momentum.

I almost want to choose someone and eat them.

When the young man saw Ji Haotian's ferocious beast-like eyes, his legs inexplicably softened, and he staggered back and almost fell.

The stall owner sold the samaridon Dingmiya Maru, which he had sold before, was indeed sold by him, but he only had one in his hand. Today, Japan wanted to kill this rich man, but unexpectedly, it just flashed by and the other party saw the clues.

Even though the young man was extremely afraid, he still spoke with his own strength because he had too many people: "So what if this thing is fake! I tell you, if you don't take out 500 million today, don't think about leaving here alive! Brothers, take the people down for me!"

"Hulala!"

A strong man heard the sound and surrounded Ji Haotian.

"court death!"

Wen Keren's figure flashed.

In a moment.

The pale snow under my feet was already red.

Even if more than a dozen people work together, they are still vulnerable.

"Bang!"

The young man was kicked in the back of his knee and knelt heavily in front of Ji Haotian.

Looking at the broken limbs on the ground, the young man shook like a sieve: "Big, brother, I just want to cheat some money today, you... don't kill me!"

Ji Haotian ignored the young man's begging for mercy and asked sternly: "Faxie Dinggong Mustard, is it really what you sell?!"

"That's right! I did sell that thing! But it was not mine, but I stole it!"

The young man knelt on the ground, feeling very regretful. He sold the pill before and after deducting the commission, he still received 300 million yuan.

But under the trend of interests, he was still ready to take risks and do another big vote.

Unexpectedly, the people in the martial arts world he found were so vulnerable.

Looking at the blood gathered under my feet, the young man's eyes were red, and his strong desire to survive continued to hit his heart: "Brother! I am just an ordinary thief. I really don't know that I have been in such a big trouble! As long as you are willing to let me go, I will turn back to the right from now on and never steal anything again. I don't want a penny of the money you paid before, and I will refund them as much as possible. I can!"

"Shut up!"

Wen Keren leaned forward with a knife and pressed against the young man's neck: "I'll ask you, where did you steal that pill?!"
Chapter completed!