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He said that his medical skills were good, and it was probably what he thought.

Seeing that Zheng Le didn't believe it, Tan Qingshan was a little amused: "You guy, you forgot how you were slapped in the face just now. Mr. Ye is a genius, and perhaps his medical skills are as extraordinary as painting."

Only then did Zheng Le remember that Ye Ning was not an ordinary person.

The dignified Master Yinlong doesn’t think he is good at painting, but thinks that his medical skills are better than painting, which is very telling.

"Master Ye, can you go with me? If my father can be cured, money will not be a problem." Zheng Le said seriously.

Old Wu said dissatisfiedly: "Zheng Le, you can't speak anymore. Do you think Master Ye cares about your little money?"

"I care. Old man, don't speak, don't speak." Ye Ning immediately stopped him. He glared at Old Wu and said, "I'm very short of money. If I can cure your father, how much money do you want to give me?"

The last question was asked by Zheng Le.

Everyone looked strange. A painting by Master Yinlong could sell 200 million to 300 million, but he even said he was short of money.

"Master Ye, are you so short of money? I gave you 100 million before." Tan Qingshan was stunned, but he didn't expect Ye Ning to value money so much.

"Give me another wife. I want to raise several wives, which requires a lot of money. Men can't let their wives suffer grievances." Ye Ning said naturally.

How many wives do you raise?

Everyone's mouth twitched, and they looked at Lin Xue at the same time.

Seeing Lin Xue’s expressionless face and no emotional fluctuations, they breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that it was not Ye Ning who let it go, Lin Xue should have known about this.

"If you can cure my father, I am willing to pay 50 million as a reward for Master Ye's medical treatment." Zheng Le said.

Fifty million is not a small amount for him.

But compared to his father, it's nothing.

"We'll go now." Ye Ning immediately became interested.

He is most interested in making money or something.

Zheng Le wanted to speak but stopped, as if he wanted to say something.

Ye Ning saw his thoughts at a glance, and he smiled and said, "Don't worry, if you can't cure your father, I won't charge you."

Zheng Le's face turned red, and he said a little embarrassedly: "Thank you, Master Ye for your understanding."

He was worried about Ye Ning's medical skills.

After all, Ye Ning is too young.

Painting requires talent and can make its mark when you are young.

But in the doctor industry, the time and experience required to accumulate, no matter who it is, facing a young man in his twenties, I am afraid that he will not feel at ease.

Tan Qingshan shook his head, Xiao Zheng's situation was smaller.

What if you give Ye Ning 50 million?

When he asks Ye Ning for painting, he will definitely not be able to refuse.

Such a good opportunity, but unfortunately, Zheng Le missed it.

That's what I said because of the small loss of the big picture.

"Let's go." Ye Ning didn't think there was anything.

If the disease cannot be cured, he will naturally not charge money.

They said goodbye to Tan Qingshan and came to Zheng Le's residence.

Before he got close, Ye Ning frowned and stared at Zheng Le's villa.

There was a sense of evil spirit lingering there.

Zheng Le’s father is not sick.

However, Ye Ning didn't say it out loud. He walked into it with Zheng Le without hesitation.
Chapter completed!