Hermès belt, Tonsi shoes, Givenchy pants, Armani shirt, and a Breguet watch on her hand. Except for the watch being a commemorative model from 2002, the rest are all new this spring and summer.

!

Su Muchao was a special nurse who worked in a nursing home. She had seen many family members wearing luxury goods, but this was the first time she saw a doctor dressed like this. She couldn't help but start to believe the legend. The nearly 700 square meters in front of her

The guy who serves as a clinic in a single-family villa is a vampire!

Chen Fengxi, 25 years old, is a first-class doctor who graduated from a third-rate medical university. He has maintained an impressive record of recovery in the past three years of practice.

However, this guy is a real money-seeker, and the high medical fee is prohibitive. Behind his handsome appearance is a cold and cruel heart. If he were not desperate, he would not even kill Su Muchao.

I am willing to interact with this kind of person.

"Miss Su, do you have any questions?" Chen Fengxi asked expressionlessly.

Su Muchao waved her hands in panic and said, "No, no. Um...have you read my sister's case?"

Chen Fengxi nodded, opened the drawer, and took out an aluminum tube cigar.

Su Muchao knew this kind of cigarette, Davidoff's aluminum tube cigar 00. This kind of cigar has been discontinued due to the dispute in the first year, and only a small collection of it survives. She once spent 500 yuan on a man who likes to smoke cigars.

A friend bought a high imitation product, but unfortunately, the man who once swore to take care of her for the rest of her life left her when she needed someone's company the most.

Chen Feng was pleased to see Su Muchao's eyes staring at the cigar in his hand, and said calmly: "If you mind, we can talk another day."

Su Muchao blinked dryly. She couldn't believe what she just heard for a while. How could any doctor treat the patient's family like this? After being dumbfounded for a long time, she said anxiously: "I don't mind, please tell me."

Bar."

Chen Fengxi methodically cut off the head of the cigar, took the cigar and roasted it on the smoker, then lit the match with the smoker. When the long match stopped giving off the slightest smell of sulfur, he

He put the match head to the end of the cigar and started puffing in small puffs. When the fragrant mist came out, he said softly: "Your sister suffered from autism in the early stage, and this time because she witnessed her parents

The accident triggered her panic disorder, so it may be a little difficult to treat her. But it doesn’t matter, I have a way to make her recover. From treatment to recuperation to recovery, half a million is enough."

"How much?" Su Muchao was so frightened by this number that she jumped up.

Chen Fengxi raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and said with a very seductive look: "I admit, the price of five hundred thousand is a bit difficult for you to accept. However, your sister is a patient with both loneliness and panic disorder, and the treatment will take time.

In addition, she is young and can avoid medication if possible, so I will take dietary therapy, which is all included in the 500,000 yuan. With her current condition, it will cost more than this amount in any hospital. Of course.

, they will not ask for 500,000 yuan, but will slowly squeeze you until you can't get a penny out. If you are lucky, your sister will be able to recover by that time, but if you are not lucky, you will continue to work for her.

Treat your sister!"

Su Muchao shuddered with fright. As Chen Fengxi said, in the past four years, in order to treat her sister's autism, her family has been destitute. Until now, her sister's autism has not been cured. Now she suffers from it again.

Panic disorder, how much does it cost to cure it? If it continues to be treated like this, I'm afraid it will be like what Chen Fengxi said. It was because of fear of this kind of result that she followed people's advice and came to see Chen Fengxi.

Su Muchao quickly took out a bank card from her bag and put it on the table, saying bitterly: "Doctor Chen, I only have 200,000 yuan now, which is my parents' car accident compensation. Do you think you can..."

"Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang!" Before Su Muchao finished speaking, Chen Fengxi shouted impatiently.

"What's your order, boss?" Zhang Changgong pushed the door open immediately, with his silver hair combed back meticulously. He was wearing high-quality trousers, a shirt and a vest. If he added a red bow tie, he would be

A very heroic butler.

Chen Fengxi raised her finger and pointed at Su Muchao and said, "Send this lady out!"

Su Muchao stood up quickly and said anxiously: "Dr. Chen, please listen to me. My sister is really pitiful. She suffered from autism when she was four years old. She witnessed my parents' car accident last year.

During these six months, she relied on medication to maintain sleep. Look, this is her current photo!"

Su Muchao hurriedly took out a Nokia n73 from her college days and handed the photos she had specially taken before to Chen Fengxi.

When Chen Fengxi saw Su Yaxin in the photo, who was as thin as an African orphan about to starve to death, Chen Fengxi couldn't help but frown.

"She has lost four pounds in the past six months. She is only eight years old this year. If she continues like this, her body will collapse. Doctor Chen, please help her for the sake of her being a child.

Help her, I beg you." As she spoke, Su Muchao started convulsing with tears.

"What does it have to do with me?" As Su Muchao's tears kept dripping down her delicate face, she was stunned by Chen Fengxi's cold words to the bone.

"Okay..." Chen Fengxi just smoked a cigar under the gaze of Su Muyao, whose face was full of tears. The expression on his face was like a cold winter night, so cold that it made people shiver.

Su Muchao said with a dull expression: "Aren't you a doctor? Aren't doctors supposed to be compassionate and save lives and heal the wounded?"

"Haha..." Chen Feng laughed, dumbfounded.

Saving lives and helping the wounded are the four words Chen Fengxi heard most when he was a child. Becoming a doctor who can save lives and heal the wounded was also his goal.

Chen Fengxi's parents are a pair of Chinese medicine doctors whose life goal is to save lives and heal the wounded. They often take Chen Fengxi everywhere to treat poor people who cannot afford medical treatment.

During that period, when Chen Nansheng and Bai Suying were mentioned, every poor person in the surrounding towns would give a thumbs up and say "good" loudly!

However, when the two caused an irreversible medical accident at the begging of the patient's family, everything changed. They first changed from doctors practicing medicine without a license to swindling liars, and finally became money-seeking liars.

Killers. The most ridiculous thing is that the people who testified about their "misdeeds" turned out to be the same people they had saved.

Therefore, for Chen Fengxi, the words "saving lives and helping the wounded", even if Chen Nansheng's head was not blown out by a bullet, he was also sentenced to life imprisonment along with Bai Suying.

When the tragic childhood reappeared in her mind, Chen Fengxi's laughter stopped abruptly and she said coldly: "It is the Buddha who is compassionate, and it is Hua Tuo who saves lives and heals the wounded. I am neither Buddha nor Hua Tuo. If you don't have money, please help me."

You leave!"

"Boss, I wonder if I can say a word?"

Just when Su Muchao didn't know what to do, Zhang Changgong stood up.

After receiving the signal from Chen Fengxi's eyes, Zhang Changgong respectfully walked to Chen Fengxi and said respectfully: "Boss, it's like this. This Miss Su is a special nurse at Qingyuan Nursing Home. Have you always been dissatisfied with the massage chair?

Are you uncomfortable? If possible, would you consider letting her stay as your caregiver and assistant to pay off the remaining money?"

Chen Fengxi frowned and looked at Su Muchao, who was so thin that her breasts had shrunk, with disdain and said, "You are so thin, how can you have the strength to massage?"

"Yes, yes, I have the strength. If you don't believe it, you can try it." Su Muchao shouted excitedly.

Chen Fengxi glanced at Su Muchao suspiciously, put the cigar on the ashtray, then got up and lay on the bed beside him, and said in a deep voice: "If you can put me to sleep, I will consider Lao Zhang's

suggestion."

Zhang Changgong winked at Su Muchao. Su Muchao quickly wiped away her tears, stood up and ran to the bed. Her hand that had been raised in the air stopped in the air when she saw Chen Fengxi's expensive shirt, and she said timidly

: "Dr. Chen, can you take off your clothes?"

"There are so many things!" Chen Fengxi muttered impatiently, stood up and took off her shirt.

When the scattered scars were exposed in front of her eyes, Su Muchao was frightened.

She is a special-level nurse who cares for the rich and noble, including many scarred old Red Army soldiers. The scars on Chen Fengxi's body are much more than those of them.

The most important thing is that most of the scars on his body are the same as those of the old Red Army soldiers, left by bullets and bombs. Especially the new wounds, which are obviously the marks of bullet scratches, made Su Muchao couldn't help but become curious.

"Why are you still hanging around? Hurry up! If I haven't fallen asleep before dinner, you won't be here anymore!" Chen Fengxi shouted impatiently.

"Yeah." Su Muchao dared to hesitate any longer, she blew into her palms, clasped her hands together and rubbed them violently. After rubbing her palms to warm them up, she put her hot palms on Chen Fengxi's neck.

When he heard Su Muchao rubbing her hands, Chen Fengxi already knew that she was a professional. But he didn't expect that she would be so professional that it made his whole body relax, and his back didn't seem to hurt as much as before.

What is a professional? It means that you forget everything when you are doing full-time work. Just like Su Muchao now, she completely forgot about the difficulties Chen Fengxi made to her just now. She was as focused as giving a massage to those patients. The clothes on her body were all covered in

She was already wet with sweat, and her green hair, which was like blue silk, was tangled bit by bit. It wasn't until Zhang Changgong patted her shoulder that Su Muchao stopped.

"Shhh!" Zhang Changgong shushed carefully, picked up a wool blanket, covered Chen Fengxi with it, and pointed to the door.

Su Muchao nodded thoughtfully, wiped the hot sweat from his forehead, and followed Zhang Changgong out of the room quietly.

"Uncle Zhang, thank you." As soon as she left the room, Su Muchao bowed gratefully towards Zhang Changgong.

Zhang Changgong smiled very gentlemanly and said: "It is a gentleman's duty to solve difficulties for beautiful ladies. Besides, if you stay, I will be able to do a lot less work."

Su Muchao nodded thoughtfully, and when following Zhang Changgong down the stairs, he suddenly stopped, looked at Zhang Changgong curiously and asked: "Uncle Zhang, why are there so many scars on Dr. Chen's body? And there are so many scars on his body.

Is it a new injury?”

Zhang Changgong said unhurriedly: "Some were left in Somalia and some were left in Afghanistan. Those new injuries were all left while rescuing refugees in Libya last year."

"He's a field doctor?" Su Muchao's eyes widened in surprise. Even to death, she couldn't believe that the vampire upstairs who lived an extremely luxurious life could be a field doctor who saved refugees from danger regardless of safety.

Zhang Changgong nodded: "That's right, but the boss never said that he was a field doctor. He said that he just used the war to practice his medical skills. The boss has been training and studying in the field hospital since college."

To be honest, Su Muyao didn't believe that Chen Fengxi was a field doctor at all. She was more willing to believe what Zhang Changgong just said. This guy came to that war-torn country solely to practice medical skills and to become a vampire who extracts money from others after returning home.

Be prepared. But why do you have to practice in a war where life and death are not guaranteed?

Su Muchao followed Zhang Changgong downstairs in confusion. When she walked into the kitchen of more than 200 square meters, she was dumbfounded again. Even the TV chef competition scene did not have all the cooking tools here!

Zhang Changgong washed his hands and asked with a smile: "Miss Su, the boss wants to eat Japanese food tonight. I wonder if you like it?"

Su Muchao asked curiously: "Uncle Zhang, are you a chef?"

"I once worked as a head chef in a seven-star hotel."

"Hey...how much salary do you get this month?"

"Three thousand dollars."

"Three thousand! Why so few?"

"My boss covers all my food, clothing, housing, and transportation, including regular physical check-ups for me, which is a lot for me as a lonely person. My boss said that if I don't want to work anymore, he will give me my salary with interest."

"No, you haven't received any salary yet?"

"I got it, I got it in the first month here. I won't get it in the future. Working here, I have no place to spend money. Now if I count, I have saved almost 200,000 from my boss in the past five years. Wait for me

When I stop working, I will probably save enough money to go to a nursing home."
Chapter completed!