Chapter four hundred and ninety first rare opportunity
"Wan'er, don't be rude to your husband!"
Zhong Boyong scolded Wan'er: "Apologise, sir!"
Wan'er's mouth moved Bu Yi: "Mr. Zhong..."
Zhong Boyong's face darkened: "Apologise!"
Wan'er's eyes twitched, and she struggled to speak: "I'm sorry."
Lu Fan glanced at her indifferently: "If you stay up late drinking, smoking, you will almost become a dead person."
Wan'er's heart trembled and she looked at Lu Fan with some horror.
Lu Fan looked young, but every word he spoke was involuntarily convincing.
"I was also at fault, it was my lack of strict discipline."
Zhong Boyong took a deep breath and asked: "Excuse me, sir, are you going to Jinling? My car is outside. If you don't mind, sir, you can condescend to go with us so that I can show my friendship as a landlord."
"No, you should go back to see the patients as soon as possible. Anyway, we will be here soon. If we are lucky, see you in Jinling."
Lu Fan's tone was calm. He still had his own things to do, but he didn't mind having one more friend in Aurous Hill.
"Okay, then I won't disturb you anymore, sir, and I'll take my leave first."
Zhong Boyong was not a hypocritical person. Seeing that Lu Fan had no intention of leaving with them, he nodded and left with all his men.
"Mr. Zhong, don't you have hundreds of millions of dollars in your car, and you can write checks worth billions at any time, so why do you ask him to transfer money by bank card? Doesn't this make us have average financial resources?"
Zhong Waner watched the train restart and leave, walked to Zhong Boyong, and asked in confusion.
"Or do you plan to go back first to test whether the medicine he prescribed works, and then consider whether to pay the medical expenses?"
"you are too young."
Zhong Boyong's eyes were blazing: "Sir is an expert in this world. Just the reaction on the faces of the Ma family's two saints when he just explained Zi Yan's illness proves that he has seen through the crux of Zi Yan's illness. For such a medical master
For him, seeing through the crux and prescribing the medicine proves that he is 99% sure that he can cure Zi Yan's serious illness."
"What's more, after the Ma family's second saint revealed his identity, sir is still willing to take action to rescue my Zhong family."
"I guess that sir is a direct disciple of a hidden medicine sect. He must be here for this year's Medicine God Competition. He is bound to become famous in one battle and stand at the top of the world."
"It's such a rare opportunity. If I had just paid him US dollars or a check and got off the bus, I'm afraid it would be difficult to have any communication with him in the future."
Zhong Boyong looked at Zhong Waner: "Don't call the husband for the medical expenses for the time being. Try to get in touch with the husband through bank information and find an excuse to meet him in Jinling. This is our only chance. Once the Medicine God Competition starts,
It will be difficult for us to climb higher..."
"Okay, I understand." Zhong Waner nodded.
"I won't go back to Jinling with you later. Wan'er's stubborn illness has been cured. Before the Medicine God Competition officially starts, I have to go to Beijing to make a public appearance and let those old guys in the Angel Hall know that I, Zhong Boyong, have not yet arrived.
To the point where they can just throw it away."
"The oaths we have made must be fulfilled one by one."