Li Chen glanced at Mo Xi's calves and scolded him like an adult taught a disobedient child a lesson.

"Hey, your leg injury hasn't healed yet, who told you to run around?"

Mo Xi pouted and said arrogantly: "You are not me, why should you care about me?"

Li Chen smiled badly at her, leaned into her ear and whispered: "Don't talk to me in such a tone. Believe it or not, I will make you a maid and train you well?"

When Mo Xi heard that Li Chen was going to turn himself into his slave, his eyebrows were raised and his teeth were bitten tightly.

"Damn, you..."

Li Chen clenched Mo Xi's pink fist and smiled indifferently: "Just kidding, don't take it seriously!"

"Also, you look so ugly that I can't bear to look at you!"

After saying that, he laughed at the sky and walked out of the door with a few hints of the sword fairy Li Taibai.

I laughed to the sky and went out. How could we be a weed man?

Mo Xi was so angry that his nose was crooked!

Damn guy, can such a thing be just a joke?

Besides, this girl has always been born with beauty, so why is she ugly?

Alas, I am really sad for you. I was blinded at such a young age.

Lian Ruifeng looked at his eldest daughter's angry look and couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from her forehead.

Before she saw Li Chen, she would talk to others every day.

After seeing this, I was angry again.

Alas, they are really a pair of happy enemies!

...

When he arrived at the Mo family villa, Mr. Mo He was practicing calligraphy.

When he saw Li Chen coming, he quickly put down his brush and went to greet him.

Li Chen nodded slightly, as a gift to return.

"Old man, please sit down first, I'll treat you now!"

"Now?"

Mo He looked surprised, Li Chen's hands were empty, not even a medicine box, how could he treat him?

Li Chen nodded and said, "Well, yes, it's now. I still have classes in the afternoon, so I'm rushing back to school!"

When Mr. Mo heard Li Chen say that he was rushing back to class, he looked ashamed. Why does this sound a bit unreliable?

Mo Xi blinked her eyes and asked curiously: "Li Chen, then how do you plan to treat my grandfather?"

Li Chen thought for a moment and said, "Acupuncture!"

After saying that, he looked at Mo Xi and said, "Little girl, go and prepare a box of silver needles for me!"

"Hey, who are you calling for?"

Seeing that Li Chen was really using her as a maid, Mo Xi angrily said.

Li Chen looked down along Mo Xi's snow-white neck from the corner of his eyes, and finally landed on her slightly raised hill.

"At best, you are just a date on a poached egg. Isn't it small?"

Mo Xi stomped her feet in anger, but she had no choice but to do so.

Mr. Mo stroked his silver beard and smiled to smooth things over.

"Xiao Xi, Dazhe is your teacher, you go and get the silver needle!"

Seeing that my grandfather had spoken, Mo Xi was still angry, but she still obediently took the silver needle.

Just as Li Chen was about to acupuncture for Old Master Mo He, a thick and loud voice came from outside the door.

"Let's wait, wait a moment!"

The person who came walks with a tremendous and turbulent atrium, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. His appearance is somewhat similar to that of Mr. Mo He.

Behind him, there was a foreign doctor wearing a white coat, a beard and a high nose.

Seeing that Li Chen's face was solemn, Mo He quickly pointed to the person who came and introduced: "My friend Li Chen, this is my dog ​​son, Mocheng!"

Mo Xi stepped forward and asked, "Uncle Second, have you been to Xingang? Why did you suddenly go home?"

"I heard that the old man was ill, so I invited the cardiovascular expert and Dr. Max from the Virgin Mary Hospital back!"

Mo Cheng replied casually. Although there was a smile on his face, his eyes were filled with indifference, and even a hint of undetectable hostility.

He covered up very well, but he still couldn't escape Li Chen's eyes.

It seems that Mo Xi, the little girl, is not very happy with his second uncle!

Mo Cheng pointed at Li Chen and asked arrogantly: "Xiao Xi, who is he? He looks so sarcastic?"

Mo Xi replied: "He is Li Chen, who is here to treat grandpa!"

Before Mo Xi could finish his words, Mo Cheng scolded him with anger.

"Nonao, Xiaoxi, this is a major matter of treatment and saving lives. How can you play like this? Ask a child with a stinky and stinky yellow mouth to treat his grandfather?"

Mo Xi was scolded for no reason and felt very aggrieved, but for a while she didn't know how to defend herself, and her eyes couldn't help but become a little wet.

Seeing that his granddaughter was wronged, Old Master Mo He slapped the table hard and shouted at his son: "Why are you yelling? I asked Li Chen to treat me. It's not Xiaoxi's business!"

Seeing that the old man was angry, Mo Cheng quickly apologized and said, "Dad, please calm down. I am also considering your health."

"By the way, Dad, let me introduce you. This is Dr. Max, an expert on cardiovascular disease that I specially hired from the United States. He will treat you and will definitely cure the disease!"

When he heard that it was an expert invited by his son from abroad, Mr. Mo He quickly stood up and bowed to him.

"It turns out it's Dr. Max, who has long been famous!"

Max just nodded symbolically, as a gift for his return, and his attitude was extremely arrogant.

He is a world-renowned medical expert and has been nominated for the Nobel Prize in Medicine many times. His usual service targets are either the president, the prime minister, or the capital giants such as Gates and Buffett.

He really doesn't take a leader of a branch military region who has retreated to the second line seriously.

Max looked at Li Chen arrogantly and said to Mo Cheng in a very exaggerated way in a stiff Chinese language.

"City, your Chinese medicine is so backward. You actually want a young boy who is still stinky and hasn't dried up to treat your father?"

After saying that, he pointed at the silver needle in Li Chen's hand again, with an unusually exaggerated expression.

"oh, my, god! What did I see? A few embroidery needles, how can this be cured and saved? It's simply a murder for money?"

Mo Cheng smiled and said, "Doctor Max, my old man has met a liar in the world, you don't have to worry about him!"

"City, you are right. Your Chinese Chinese medicine doctors are all scammers, they are tricks that specialize in fooling people and cheating money!"

While speaking, Max glanced at Li Chen with a provocative look.

Faced with Max's provocation, Li Chen smiled without saying a word and did not respond.

Mr. Mo He's wound is in the heart and has a history of more than 20 years, so he is already terminally ill. In addition, the old man is old and it is impossible to undergo surgery at all. He can only take some special medicines to suppress the rate of wound deterioration.

If you cannot undergo surgery, it means that even the Western medicine who suffers from bad luck will be helpless.

Li Chen really wanted to see how this so-called expert who has belittled traditional Chinese medicine since the beginning and gilded his face hard.

Seeing that Li Chen did not answer, Max took it for granted that he was guilty, and his attitude became more and more arrogant.

"Do you think I'm right?"

Li Chen smiled coldly and asked, "Does your boobs hurt after bragging for such a long time?"

Max's Chinese proficiency is just able to have simple daily conversations. He can't understand very connotative words like "Awesome, sore" at all.

Immediately, he saw him saying in a daze: "Awesome, it hurts?"

Mo Cheng glared at Li Chen fiercely and said, "Doctor Max, you have a lot of them, don't be as knowledgeable as him. Let's treat my father first!"

"Xiaoxi, go and take all the films that the old man took in the hospital and show them to Dr. Max!"

Mo Xi, like Li Chen, ran to the old man's room and took all the films such as symbolography, magnetic resonance, and CT.

Max took over the film and watched it one by one.

The more he looked, the more frightened he became. His originally swearing expression immediately became solemn. Cold sweat even appeared on his broad forehead.

"The old man's condition is very unoptimistic, especially his left atrium, which has very serious damage. It is God's blessing to be able to survive until now!"

Hearing Max's words, Mo Xi was so scared that her face was pale and she asked slightly, "Doctor, can my grandfather undergo surgery?"

Max shook his head and said, "No, according to your Chinese, the old man is already terminally ill. No one can save him except God!"

Li Chen sneered and said, "Haha, you are obviously not as skilled as others, but you still have to take God to embarrass you. I really feel sad for you!"

Max was furious and shouted, "Young man, what do you mean? Can you cure him?"

Li Chen nodded and smiled confidently: "Of course, if you didn't come to make trouble, maybe the old man would have been cured now!"
To be continued...