Qin Feng looked at Jiang Rubing who was driving and asked: "You Jiang family want this Huoshaoshan to heal the wounds of martial arts disciples, right?"
Jiang Rubing didn't speak, her thin lips curled up again and again, but she finally held back and didn't collapse.
But the other hand on the steering wheel was constantly raised to wipe away the tears from the corner of his eyes.
She hasn't said a word since she left Lily Clinic.
He drove the car with dull eyes, wiping away tears all the way. Looking from the side, he looked both arrogant and pitiful.
Jiang Jian and others all stayed in the clinic and knelt down to apologize.
But for Jiang Tiansheng's sake, Qin Feng just asked them to kneel until noon.
Then join the decoration team and leave after dark.
Inflicting a small punishment can be regarded as helping my aunt and others to express their bad temper.
Seeing Jiang Rubing trying to endure, Qin Feng said calmly:
"Have you ever thought about what you people would face today if I were not the owner of Huoshaoshan?"
He no longer went to see Jiang Rubing, but just kept to himself and said:
"Jiang Jian, Jiang Menlie, including dozens of your Jiang family disciples, none of them will survive."
"Even if you don't die, you are still half disabled."
"No matter how awesome your father is, no matter how many people he brings with him to take revenge."
"The dead do not rise, and you will spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair."
"This is irreversible."
Qin Feng pouted: "Compared to a slap, which result do you want more?"
Jiang Rubing's pupils trembled, and she turned her head stiffly to look at Qin Feng.
"You want to kill someone again?"
Qin Feng motioned to her to drive and watch the road: "Actually, you made a big mistake."
"What?"
Jiang Rubing's voice became hoarse, filled with grievance and stubbornness.
"If you disciples of the Jiang family are really injured and sent directly to Baihe Clinic, my aunt and I will not stand idly by."
"I will even give you a discount on your medical expenses for your father's sake."
“It’s not impossible to receive treatment at home.”
Qin Feng's lips curved into a hint of joking: "But you insist on using this most brutal and destructive method."
"If I want to target you, Lily Clinic will be open to your opponents of the Jiang family for free from now on."
"The Chiang family is not allowed to enter..."
He looked at Jiang Rubing: "I feel that I can earn 100 million within at least one year."
Jiang Rubing was kicked out of the house by her father and asked to go to the hospital to apologize, but she was unwilling to do so, so she drove her car on the street.
Now being caught by Qin Feng, she can only go to the hospital to fulfill her bet.
Seeing Jiang Rubing's figure appear in the ward, folding his hands in front of his lower abdomen, bending down and bowing to apologize to the grandparents and admit his mistake, Qin Feng withdrew his gaze and returned to the hospital dormitory alone.
He sat on the floor, opened the drawer and took out some things left over from school.
One of them is a letter of advice written by my father to me when I was in middle school.
The handwriting is sonorous and powerful, just like the Huoshaoshan notes.
"Ning Guzheng only learned a few things about the Taiyi Divine Needle, and he became famous in the southern capital. Countless powerful people have stepped through the door, and it is hard to find the first one."
"But my father, who can write out the complete Huoshaoshan acupuncture technique at will, is content to work as a village doctor in Yang County."
"I have never left Shenjia Village in my life."
Qin Feng murmured to himself: "He really never left, or Shenjia Village is the final destination of his life."
He picked up the phone and dialed a number: "Brother Hu, can you help me check a person's information?"
Hu Dongyang agreed happily: "Okay, what's your name?"
"Qin Qiming."
After hanging up the phone, he gently rubbed the admonishment book with his palms, his eyes deep.
It was not until the afternoon that Qin Feng checked the injuries of the grandfather and grandson again before he received a call back from Hu Dongyang.
"Brother, where are you?"
Hu Dongyang was simple and direct: "I have information about the person you asked me to check, but let's meet and chat."
He sent Qin Feng an address, which turned out to be a teahouse in Antique Street.
Qin Feng put away the phone and rushed directly.
Fresh teahouse.
Hu Dongyang made tea himself and filled the cup in front of Qin Feng: "I found the person you asked me to check for you."
"Qin Qiming, your father."
He sat back on the chair and said meaningfully: "A native of Shenjia Village in Yang County, he used to be a village doctor. Five years ago, while returning from a medical practice at night, he lost his footing and fell off a cliff and died."
There are several pieces of information placed on the table, and the top one is the household registration file with Qin Qiming's photo.
Seeing that familiar face, Qin Feng's hand holding the water glass trembled slightly.
"It's easier than I thought. All the information about your father can be easily retrieved."
"The information shows that he is an honest and honest rural man with a clean background."
"I was born and raised in Yang County. Later, after marrying your mother Shen Qiuling, I settled in Shenjia Village and has been engaged in medical work."
"There is no bad criminal record, and there are only three of you in the household registration file."
Hu Dongyang tapped his fingers on the table: "That's all. Do you have any questions?"
Qin Feng put down his tea cup and read a few pieces of information in two eyes.
There is no discrepancy with my own memory.
There was a trace of disappointment on his face: "Did I think too much?"
"there is a question."
Hu Dongyang suddenly said: "I have never seen a person's file so clean, so clean that except for your family of three, everyone else is dead..."
