Few people in Gangdong City know the name dialect, but if it is a miracle doctor, it can be said to be a household name.

Why is dialect so famous?First of all, it was because he cured Xue Hong's headache. Although Xue Hong has become a prisoner of the Wang family now, the fact that Fang Yan is indeed a miracle doctor is here to stay.

Wang Yu frowned and said:

"How do you want to use this dialect? Or, what purpose do you want to use this dialect to achieve?"

Lin Moyuan rubbed his palms together, said with a smile:

"I have a plan. Now my relationship with the dialect has not reached that level, so I need to add some material!"

Add some ingredients?

Lin Moyuan said in a low voice:
"Listen to me, do this..."

After a while, Wang Yu's gaze became a little strange.

"I said that you, a dignified son of the Lin Group, still like to play this trick?"

Lin Moyuan spread his hands and said helplessly:

"I can't help it, people just eat this trick, it's a trick that's eaten all over the world!"

Wang Yu shook his head helplessly, and said in a low voice:

"All right, all right, you have a point, you are the boss, you have the final say! When will you act? I'll get ready."

Lin Moyuan picked up the teacup on the coffee table, drank it down, and said with a smile:

"Tonight, just call me when you're ready!"

Wang Yu asked curiously:
"So fast? I really wonder if you have any personal grudges with this dialect? You can think of such a way!"

Lin Moyuan shrugged his shoulders and said:
"You don't have to worry about that, anyway, I'm sure I won't let you suffer, that's all right, I'm leaving now!"

Wang Yu nodded, and sent Lin Moyuan and others out of the villa.

Seeing Lin Moyuan and others got into the car and walked away, Wang Can sighed, looked back at his brother, and said in a deep voice:

"Our family's future is all bet on Lin Moyuan? Nothing will go wrong, right?"

Wang Yu smiled and said in a deep voice:

"There will be no problem, trust my vision! This Lin Moyuan is definitely not an ordinary person!"

……

First Hospital, Intensive Care Unit.

Lu Xiyao looked at her mother with smiles in the corners of her eyes.

With the efforts of dialect, my mother's illness has improved, and there is no serious problem.

In the morning, when the doctor came to make rounds, he said that in a few days, he could be discharged and go home to recuperate.

This news made Lu Xiyao very happy. Anyway, after her mother recovered from her illness, she could go back to school and concentrate on her studies, and the family could feel much more at ease.

That night, Lu Xiyao just came to the hospital and found the ward, but found that something was wrong. There were some people gathered around the door of the ward, negotiating with the doctor about something.

Lu Xiyao frowned and stepped forward, asking in a low voice:

"Excuse me... what happened?"

The doctor saw Lu Xiyao, and said directly to a man in a suit:

"Her mother lives in this intensive care unit, you can talk to the patient's family directly!"

The man in the suit nodded coldly, turned to look at Lu Xiyao, and said expressionlessly:
"I'm from the Zhang family. Now I want to requisition this intensive care unit. Do you have any opinions?"

Lu Xiyao was stunned for a moment, people from the Zhang family?

Is the Zhang family the same Zhang family as the Wang family?
But anyway, her mother still lives here!

"Sir, my mother will be discharged from the hospital in three days, and there are no other beds in the hospital now. Look...can you accommodate me for a few days?"

The man in the suit of the Zhang family frowned, and said in a deep voice:
"Just tell me, how much do you want? We are in a hurry! We need to use this ward immediately!"

Lu Xiyao shook her head and said:
"It's not about money! The main thing is that my mother is still recovering..."

The man in the suit suddenly darkened his face, turned around and said to his companion behind him:
"Just bring me the person and the bed, and let them send Xiaoyu in!"

The two companions who were also wearing suits nodded, pushed Lu Xiyao away, and walked into the ward.

And when I came up, I wanted to move the bed away!

When Lu Xiyao saw this scene, she became anxious and stepped forward to accuse:

"Why are you so unreasonable? Why do you want to rob the ward? Where are you like this!"

The man in the suit of the Zhang family sneered and said in a deep voice:
"You don't want to drink a toast, but do you have to drink it? Little sister, you are so naive!"

Lu Xiyao suddenly felt very uncomfortable, don't people in these families put ordinary people in their eyes?
At this time, a voice rang from the door of the ward!
"What are you doing? Who are you?"

Hearing this voice, Lu Xiyao's eyes lit up immediately!
At the door, stood a young man in simple sportswear, it was dialect!

Many people have heard of the name of the dialect, including the man in the suit.

The man in the suit frowned, and said in a deep voice:
"Are you that genius doctor? Stand aside for me! It's none of your business!"

Fang Yan frowned, and was about to step forward when he was stopped by the man in the suit.

"Don't meddle in your own business, this is the sixth master of the Zhang family. Why do you join in the fun as a doctor?"

The sixth master of the Zhang family?
Hearing this, Dialect frowned again.

It has been a while since he came to Gangdong City, and of course he knows a little about these families in Gangdong City.

The original four major families, ranked in terms of strength, are the Zhang family, the Xing family, the Wang family and the Xue family.

Now the Xue family no longer exists, and even the Xue family's business has been divided up, leaving only the Zhang family, the Wang family and the Xing family.

Although Dialect has just come down from the mountain, he is self-aware!It is definitely impossible to solve this matter by relying on one's own strength alone, so you can only call in rescuers!
Dialect thought for a while, he didn't have many friends in Gangdong City, Ji Kun was the only one who could stand up and make a scene!
So Dialect immediately dialed Ji Kun's phone number.

……

Outside the First Hospital, in front of a small barbecue stall, Ji Kun, Yan Kexiang and Lin Moyuan were sitting on small stools eating barbecue.

"Kunzi, are you reliable? Why hasn't Dialect called you yet?"

Hearing Lin Moyuan's words, Ji Kun frowned, and said in a deep voice:

"It shouldn't be, but this kid won't really bump into the Zhang family and start a fight with the sixth master of the Zhang family, right?"

Yan Kexiang took a sip of beer and said with a smile:

"I've seen it enough. This kid looks like a ghost at first glance. He will definitely not fight desperately with the Zhang family. Just watch, the phone is probably going to ring soon!"

As soon as Yan Kexiang finished speaking, Ji Kun's cell phone rang, and the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

After Yan Kexiang settled the bill, Ji Kun also answered the phone.

"Hello? Dialect brother, what's the matter?"

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