Jiang Menglong took the initiative to greet him and respectfully pulled out a chair for him, just like a eunuch serving the emperor, respectfully.
Seeing this, Lin Bei said: "Jiang Menglong, you are already the master of the Longmen altar, why are you still acting like a servant? Can you be a little dignified?"
Jiang Menglong said with a flattering face: "I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, this is a habit brought out in Zhenlong Prison. Besides, majesty is for other people. I have only respect for you."
When he was in Zhenlong Prison, Jiang Menglong was Lin Bei's follower, following behind Lin Bei, and even the giants of the century did not dare to embarrass him.
Lin Bei also knew that habits would not change for a while, so he asked with a smile: "How does it feel to be the altar leader? Do you feel like you are soaring into the sky?"
Jiang Menglong immediately smiled bitterly: "Mr. Lin, please don't make fun of me. Xiang Feitian might have been more prosperous at that time, but after one night in Yinlong Mountain, almost all the Dragon Gates in Jianghai Province were destroyed in Jiangcheng. Now they are left in
There are less than 20% of the Dragon Gate members left, and the manpower of my altar leader may not be as good as that of a hall master in a big city like Jinling."
Lin Bei also knew the situation. Jiang Menglong was a chess piece that he and Liu Ruyan retreated from, so he said: "That's your business. Now that you have become the altar leader, you should work hard. If you have any difficulties, you can come to me and I will take care of you."
Holding you!"
Jiang Menglong suddenly looked moved and said: "By the way, Mr. Lin, I went to Dongdu and found out a lot of Xiang Feitian's background. I found that he actually had a sworn brother named Ma Zuuri, who was still in Longmen.
A branch leader overseas!"
Lin Bei raised his eyebrows slightly: "The horse moves to the sun? Xiang Feitian? Isn't this a chess move?"
Jiang Menglong suddenly stared: "Mr. Lin, why is your concern here? Shouldn't it be the sub-rudder?"
Lin Bei didn't care, "So what? I'll kill you as soon as you come!"
Jiang Menglong broke into a cold sweat.
That is the Dragon Gate Branch. It rules three provinces within the dragon country, and directly rules a small country overseas.
The overall strength is countless times stronger than that of Xiang Feitian in one division.
Only Mr. Lin can describe these things in such a simple way.
Jiang Menglong said: "Mr. Lin, Ma Zuiri should have received the news. The relationship between the two brothers is said to be very good. Ma Zuiri should send someone to retaliate against us."
Lin Bei nodded: "I understand. Just pay attention to your own safety. You don't need to worry about me."
Jiang Menglong bowed in agreement, and then shared his future development plan.
Lin Bei was not interested in this. He only remembered that Jiang Menglong wanted to position Jiangcheng as a new branch of Longmen and continue to develop here in the future.
Jiang Menglong was afraid of worrying about Lin Bei's business, so he finally left.
Lin Bei continued to stay in the medical clinic, refilling a pot of hot tea, lying on a bamboo recliner and using his mobile phone to brush his vagina, which was full of long legs.
Until the afternoon, the silence of the medical center was finally broken.
A thin man in a wheelchair entered the hospital with his head in the air.
He shouted: "Excuse me, is Divine Doctor Lin here?"
Lin Bei raised his head and suddenly felt that the person coming looked familiar.
When the man in the wheelchair saw him, he immediately said excitedly: "Doctor Lin, it's really you! Do you remember me? I'm the ALS patient you treated a few days ago!"
Lin Bei recalled, pointed at him and said: "I remember you, your name is He Liyuan!"
At that time, He Liyuan cooperated with Mu Bai and each had their own agenda. So Lin Bei cured his ALS, but as a lesson, he directly blocked his meridians, leaving him with weakness in his limbs and never being able to stand up.
Unexpectedly, this guy actually came to the door.
"Doctor Lin! Please heal me!"
He Liyuan struggled to free himself and knelt down with a plop. However, due to his weakness in his limbs, his hands and feet could not support him at all, so he lay directly on the ground with a look of embarrassment on his face.
Lin Bei looked indifferent and said calmly: "When you cooperated with Mu Bai to harm me, you were forced to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of your life. This was a lesson I taught you."
He Liyuan quickly shouted: "Doctor Lin, I really know that I was wrong. I told you the reason at the beginning. I took this step because I had no choice but to seek medical treatment. I didn't really want to harm you!"
After saying that, he used all his strength to raise his head and hit it on the floor, making several thumps. When he lifted it up again, his forehead was already bruised.
"Doctor Lin, I don't want to be a useless person anymore. You are a doctor who can help the world by hanging pots. Don't you still have the signboard of Xianhong Hall, a breath of Xianhong Qi, that shines on the world? Please treat me!
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He Liyuan shed tears and his face was full of regret, which showed that he really regretted what happened before.
Lin Bei glanced at the four characters at the door that said "Treat the disease as it happens", and finally sighed:
"That's all. Seeing that you are the first customer of my medical clinic and that you are sincerely repentant, I will be a bit generous and help you."
He Liyuan was immediately overjoyed and kowtowed three times again and shouted: "Thank you, Divine Doctor Lin!"
Lin Bei stood up and came to his side. Several golden needles of creation appeared in his hand and he flicked them gently.
The golden needle landed directly on the acupuncture points of He Liyuan's limbs, easily breaking through all the blockages.