The evil genius doctor came down the mountain, the billionaire president sent a marriage letter

Li Yinger ruthlessly gouged out the two bodyguards at the door, proudly walked into the VIP ward with her head held high.

Enter the door.

Sit domineeringly on the sofa, raise her sexy Erlang legs, a pair of beautiful black silk legs, infinitely alluring.

Zhou Xuehai, who was on the sickbed, saw these beautiful legs and couldn't help swallowing.

Li Yinger was contemptuous for a while.

"Mr. Zhou, it's all like this, and I still want to pick someone up."

"I advise you to think about your future affairs quickly. As for your mistresses, they probably wish that you died quickly so that you can divide your property quickly."

"You! Ahem~!"

Zhou Xuehai coughed violently, and the secretary hurriedly relieved him.

Li Yinger sneered contemptuously: "Looking at your appearance, the genius doctor is indeed right, you really are not a horse."

"This miracle doctor is really amazing. Just relying on you to touch my buttocks and wrists, you can cure your illness clearly from a distance. It's really amazing."

When Zhou Xuehai heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

He immediately inhaled hard, resisting the discomfort on his body, and asked, "Is what you said true? Cough cough!"

Li Yinger said arrogantly: "Of course, otherwise how could I call and warn you before you fell ill."

"Unfortunately, if you still don't believe it, you will be punished now."

Zhou Xuehai felt hot on his face, as if he had been slapped twice.

Weakly asked: "The genius doctor said what disease I have."

Li Yinger laughed and said, "You ask me, I don't know how to do it either."

"But the genius doctor said that he is the only one who can cure your illness."

"However, I'm afraid it's because you refuse to give a doctor."

On behalf of Zhou Xuehai, the secretary asked, "Why don't you want to see a doctor?"

Li Yinger rubbed her fingers.

The secretary laughed contemptuously: "It turns out that I want money, let's make a price."

Li Yinger opened the mouth and said: "There is a rule for magical doctors to treat diseases. Minor illnesses are 1000 million, moderate illnesses are 5000 million, serious illnesses are 1 million, and critical illnesses are 5 million. If you don't like it, the price is up to you."

"5 billion!"

The secretary was speechless.

"You guys are so poor, you want so much money, why don't you rob the bank?"

Li Yinger immediately said: "Who said it was 5 million, I didn't say the money."

"The specific consultation fee is up to the genius doctor to decide. I'm the one in charge of spreading the word."

"Okay, I've finished my message, and I should go too."

Li Yinger got up and left.

Before leaving, he taunted Zhou Xuehai who was on the sickbed: "President Zhou, don't think too late, be careful that there is no time for treatment, you can only go to see the king of hell."

Zhou Xuehai was so angry that he was short of breath.

Drip!

The instrument sounds an alarm.

Cardiac arrest.

The secretary hurriedly called for help.

Li Yinger looked at it with a disdainful smile and left happily.

Old pervert, tell you to eat my tofu.

This time, it will be reported by the present world.

After a thrilling rescue.

Zhou Xuehai was dragged back from the death line by the medical staff.

The secretary asked worriedly: "Doctor, how is Mr. Zhou?"

The doctor shook his head: "This is a critical illness notice. If there is no miracle, it will only happen in the next few days. Get ready for the funeral."

Although Zhou Xuehai on the hospital bed was weak, he couldn't open his eyelids.

But the ears are not deaf. Hearing this, he almost vomited blood in a hurry.

As soon as the doctors and nurses left, he tried his best to feed, and finally spit out three words from his mouth.

"Look for God... doctor!"

Upon hearing this, the secretary immediately called Li Yinger.

Li Yinger just got into the car and was about to run out of the hospital.

The phone rings.

Seeing that it was Zhou Xuehai's call, the corner of his mouth curled up.

Connected: "Hi, hello."

The secretary immediately said: "Miss Li, our President Zhou hopes that the genius doctor can help."

The corners of Li Yinger's mouth became even more curved: "What about the consultation fee?"

The secretary said anxiously: "As long as we can cure Mr. Zhou, everything is easy to talk about."

"Okay, just wait."

hang up the phone.

Li Yinger immediately contacted Zhang Fan excitedly.

Young Master Zhang deserves to be Young Master Zhang.

I really climbed up to an amazing man.

Following this man, he will be able to eat delicious food and drink spicy food in the future!