When the people in Wujihui Hall 10 saw Fang Zhong coming out, they immediately turned their attention to him.
Without saying a word, one of the young men stepped forward, grabbed Fang Zhong by the collar, and lifted Fang Zhong up, threatening: "You'd better contact Shui Yunfeng for me quickly, or I'll kill you first!"
"You can't do this. Dr. Fang is the best doctor here. If something happens to Dr. Fang and Shui Yunfeng fails to contact him, then no one can really save him." The nurse in a white coat begged hurriedly.
.
Fang Zhong frowned, grabbed the young man's hand, and looked at him with a depressed expression.
The young man sighed, let go of Fang Zhong's collar, and turned to look at Song Jing, who was standing next to him without saying anything, "What are you doing standing here?"
"You're blocking the road." Song Jing firstly didn't want to meddle in other people's business, and secondly she didn't want to watch the excitement, but the people from Wujihui Shitang blocked the entire aisle, which was not very spacious in the first place, and she couldn't pass.
Song Jing's calm tone instantly stimulated the young man. The young man needed a punching bag at this moment. After listening to Song Jing's words, he reached out to pluck Song Jing's hair without saying a word. Song Jing tilted his head back slightly, and the young man stretched out his hand.
His hands were empty, and his anger instantly shot straight to Tianling Gai.
"How dare you fucking hide!" The young man gritted his teeth, and his stretched out hand jammed, and his five fingers were instantly wrapped with sharp steel claws.
Metalized superpowers are relatively common among offensive superpowers.
The young man's metalized fingers were directed towards Song Jing's lifeline, obviously wanting to kill her directly.
The reason why Song Jing changed her shape and acted low-key, not wanting to attract too much attention, was not because she was afraid of anyone, but just because she didn't want to cause unnecessary things to waste time.
When other people nearby saw the young man showing murderous intent toward Song Jing, not only did no one stop him, but they all stood by and watched the show, and some even whistled.
Song Jing's expression didn't change. When the young man's steel claws were grabbing at his neck, he raised his hand and grabbed the young man's arm, gently pulled it forward, and at the same time, he pushed his knee up and hit the young man's abdomen.
The young man bowed in pain, Song Jing took the opportunity to sideways, and the young man fell to the ground. Song Jing raised his leg and stepped on the young man's head. There was a clicking sound, and a floor tile in the corridor cracked, and she stepped on it.
The young man on the ground was motionless, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.
This reversal happened so fast that the people around him didn't react at all. By the time they recovered from their daze, the young man had already fallen down.
"You are looking for death!" Several other people reacted and attacked Song Jing together.
Fang Zhong pulled the already dumbfounded nurse in white coat back to the door of the office, and watched Song Jing trample all the people in Wuji Hall to the ground.
Fang Zhong's eyes changed when he looked at Song Jing, "Are you not an ordinary medical student?"
"No. I'm just an ordinary student." Song Jing said without changing his expression, "Who are they threatening you to save?"
"The youngest son of the elder of the Tenth Hall of Wuji Hui." Fang Zhongdao: "We are doctors, and we will save patients as long as they are sent to the hospital. But that person's situation is special. We have no choice but to ask Shui Yunfeng for help."
"Oh." Then let him wait to die.
Song Jing responded lightly and walked away.
As she walked, she took her mobile phone and started ordering the required experimental materials on the medical website.
The nurse in a white coat pointed fearfully at the people lying on the ground, "Doctor Fang, what should I do with these people?"
All the people on the ground were beaten unconscious by Song Jing. Fang Zhong said with a cold face, "Let them lie like this for now! A bunch of bullies deserve what they deserve!"
After Song Jing placed the order, he walked back to Hongmeng Hotel, bought some food on the way, and then knocked on the door of 702, but Shi Yan still didn't come back.
Song Jing frowned and dialed Zhong Shen's phone number.
Zhong Shen answered the phone relatively quickly, and Song Jing asked: "You haven't come out of Youjia Auction House yet?"
Zhong Shen glanced at Shi Yan, who was talking to Xiao Wuxin, "The Holy Son is still talking about business with the eldest lady of the Xiao family, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Song Jing said, "You are busy with your business."
After Song Jing finished speaking, he hung up the phone, called 608, took out a pen and paper, and with his photographic memory, began to recall the experimental content in his parents' diaries that he had seen before.
Shi Yan glanced at Zhong Shen, then turned back and said to Xiao Wuxin: "That's it for today. I'll go with you to see your property in Fengcheng tomorrow."
"Okay." Xiao Wuxin nodded and raised his hand to hold the hair that fell down by his ears, "It's getting late. There is a restaurant next to Youjia Auction House. Do you want to go have dinner together?"
"No need." Shi Yan's voice was cold. After talking about the matter, he stood up and prepared to leave.
Zhong Shen glanced at him when he answered the phone just now. It should be Song Jing calling him.
Song Jing should have returned to the hotel.
Xiao Wuxin also stood up, "Why should the Holy Son be so cold? After all, we have a cooperative relationship now. Let's have a meal together to celebrate our cooperation."
"You can eat it with bell ginseng." He walked out of the box.
Zhong Shen, who was still standing at the door and was suddenly called upon, immediately smiled and said, "Miss Xiao, I would be happy to have dinner with you."
Xiao Wuxin said nothing, and the smile at the corner of his mouth faded. Shi Yan asked Zhong Shen, "Did Song Yan call just now?"
Zhong Shen nodded, and Shi Yan said nothing more and walked out without even looking at Xiao Wuxin.
Xiao Wuxin clenched the hand on his side. This holy son of Shenzong refused to be soft and hard, and it was really difficult to get close to him.
Zhong Shen chuckled, "Miss Xiao, shall we have dinner together?"
Xiao Wuxin was not in the mood to eat with Zhong Shen. "I suddenly remembered that I still have some things to deal with. I'm sorry." After that, he left.
Zhong Shen shook his head and muttered, "Why don't you be so realistic?"
Shi Yan ordered a lot of meals on the way back. When the car arrived at the hotel gate, all the meals ordered in advance had been delivered.
The people next to him brought the food up, and Shi Yan took a shower and changed his clothes first. In order not to arouse Song Jing's suspicion, he deliberately asked his subordinates to call Song Jing at 608.
Song Jing sat cross-legged on the bed and wrote out the experimental data. When he heard the knock on the door, he got up and opened the door.
"Song Yan, the Holy Son wants you to go to 702."
"I know, thank you." Song Jing turned around and packed up his notebook before going to 702.
The door of 702 was ajar. Song Jing pushed the door open and walked in. Shi Yan had already taken out all the dinner he had bought and placed it on the rectangular table.
"The Holy Son has something to do with me?"
"Eat first." Shi Yan set out the dishes and chopsticks, "How long have you been back at the hotel?"
"It didn't take long." Song Jing walked over and sat down, and glanced at the food on the table. They were all of her favorite taste.
Did Shi Yan really think that she was stupid and easy to fool, so he prepared all this thinking that it would not arouse her suspicion?
Shi Yan also sat down, "I don't know your taste, so I'll let someone buy what I like to eat. You can eat whatever you want with me. You don't have to be so particular about your meal."
Haha, it turns out that I have already found an excuse.
Song Jing's food tastes tend to be heavier and he prefers spicy food, but Shi Yan's taste has always been relatively light and he is not very receptive to spicy food.
"Then thank you, Holy Son, for the treat." Song Jing picked up the chopsticks and first put a piece of boiled meat covered with chili peppers into the banquet bowl. He also deliberately put the piece covered with the most chili peppers. "The Holy Son likes it.