The Most Bullish God System in the City

Chapter 250 My Brother Is an Old Chinese Medicine Doctor

The yellow-haired young man's face changed, and he was taken aback. He was picked up easily by the other party, and his feet were off the ground, his body was suspended in mid-air.

"Put him down right away, so many people are watching, I advise you to be kind and just pay for it!" At this time, the accomplice of the yellow-haired youth shouted in the crowd.

"Hehe, don't worry, I won't mess with him. I want to heal his leg injury. My family has been a traditional Chinese medicine doctor for generations, and specializes in treating bruises!" Ning Xingchen sneered at the corner of his mouth.

"You... what are you going to do?" The yellow-haired young man had a vague premonition, especially Ning Xingchen's eyes were murderous, it was too scary.

"Let's go to the hospital as soon as possible. This is not a joke. Didn't you see that his leg was bleeding profusely?"

"Yeah, you even said that you are a doctor, and you have to take full responsibility for anything that happens!"

The accomplices of the yellow-haired young man began to lead the trend again, talking non-stop in the crowd. Those who didn't know it thought they were so kind, but in fact they just wanted to get the money and leave early.

Ning Xingchen looked indifferent, and the noisy voice kept coming into his ears, but he was unmoved. He smiled and said to the crowd, "Don't worry, several patients who have been paralyzed in bed for 30 years can now recover after my treatment. Get down and walk!"

As he said that, Ning Xingchen let go of his hand, and the yellow-haired young man fell straight down in an instant, onto the hard ground. There was nothing wrong with his leg at first, but the fall almost broke him.

Ning Xingchen bent slightly, came in front of the yellow-haired young man, and put his hand on his bleeding thigh, knowing that this so-called fresh blood must be a kind of red dye.

"Where does it hurt?" Ning Xingchen asked coldly.

"This...here!" The yellow-haired young man turned pale and subconsciously pointed at his kneecap.

"Oh, so it's here!"

Ning Xingchen clenched his fist and knocked hard twice.

"Ah, that leg of mine is really broken, take it easy!" the yellow-haired young man screamed. shattered kneecap.

"It doesn't seem to be broken, maybe it's dislocated, let me show you carefully!" Since the yellow-haired young man likes acting, Ning Xingchen will accompany him in an embarrassing performance.

Ning Xingchen's expression was extremely serious, and he began to examine the yellow-haired young man's thigh seriously. In the eyes of the onlookers, Ning Xingchen should have studied Chinese medicine, and he is quite professional!
"Come on, move your legs, yes, that's it, very good!"

Ning Xingchen smiled coldly, one hand had tightly grasped the yellow-haired young man's calf, and then pushed it upwards forcefully.

Click, there was a crisp sound in an instant!

"what!"

The yellow-haired young man let out a scream like killing a pig. The wail almost resounded throughout the sky. Ning Xingchen crippled a leg that was supposed to be fine.

"Oh my God, my leg is completely broken this time!" The yellow-haired young man screamed and couldn't stop the tears from flowing. He knew in his heart that if he didn't get timely treatment, he would be in trouble for the rest of his life. He would have to be on crutches.

The accomplice of the yellow-haired young man couldn't help being taken aback when he saw this scene, thinking, "This part was not in the original plan, damn it, this little bastard is adding drama to himself."

"The tears came down too fast. He was even more powerful than an actor. It really delayed his future development!"

Several accomplices were in the crowd, discussing in low voices, thinking that the young man with yellow hair was too much for the show, so let's end this show quickly, and it will be troublesome when the police really come later.

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The yellow-haired young man was suffering in his heart, but he had unspeakable suffering. The severe pain from his leg made him feel like he was dying, and his tongue had already been bitten off.

Regarding this kind of social hot chicken, when Ning Xingchen made a move, he didn't hesitate at all. He directly crippled one of his legs, and asked him to experience the pain of a real broken leg in a car accident.

"Ah, stay away from me, don't come here, I'd better go to the hospital, I don't need you to treat me." Seeing that Ning Xingchen wanted to make a move, the yellow-haired young man backed away in fright.

The yellow-haired young man was so angry that he almost scolded his mother. If he continued to be treated by Ning Xingchen, he wouldn't even have to go to the hospital. He could go directly to the crematorium.

"It's okay, I'll take a look for you again. You must know that I help others see a doctor, and the outpatient fee starts at 1000 million. You are very lucky to meet me today!" Ning Xingchen patted the yellow-haired young man on the shoulder and motioned him Relax your body.

Then, Ning Xingchen grabbed his broken thigh, and with a click, helped his leg return to its original shape, and then snapped it back.

"Ah!" The yellow-haired young man's eyes darkened, his eyes turned white, and he was about to pass out.

"Does it still hurt now?" Ning Xingchen asked with a smile.

But in the eyes of the yellow-haired young man, Ning Xingchen's smile is more terrifying than the smile of death!
The yellow-haired young man was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. He didn't expect that Ning Xingchen would be so ruthless and unafraid in the face of danger. This made the yellow-haired young man almost feel regretful. He secretly cursed himself for being unlucky. It would be better if he tried with someone else. up.

Seeing the yellow-haired young man screaming and rolling back and forth on the ground, the accomplice felt a little strange, and felt that he had acted a little too much, and it would be bad if he used too much force.

"That's enough. It's nonsense to say that you can see a doctor. His legs are broken. You should take him to the hospital directly. You should be able to drive such a nice car. It shouldn't be short of the money. Besides, money is a trivial matter. If it delays his treatment, it's not about money!"

"Yeah, hurry up and lose the money, the money can be handed over to me, I'll take him to the hospital by taxi!"

A group of criminal accomplices, impatient, started booing non-stop.

"Don't worry, he is in labor pain now, and he will scream twice, and he will stop hurting later!" Ning Xingchen said lightly, full of contempt for these scum and scum.

One by one, they are young, with sound limbs, what is wrong with them, they insist on ganging up on porcelain, they are really moths of society!
"Ah, I'm going to die of pain!" The yellow-haired young man shouted, with cold sweat streaming down his forehead.

"It still hurts, it's impossible?" Ning Xingchen pretended to be puzzled, and walked towards the yellow-haired young man again.

"What are you going to do?" The yellow-haired youth trembled.

"I seem to have found the reason. The reason why you are in so much pain is because your two legs are uncoordinated. Come, let me see your other leg!" Ning Xingchen sneered in his heart, and on the surface he put on an attitude of serious treatment.

"No... no need!" The yellow-haired young man's face changed drastically. He had already broken one of his legs. It seemed that he didn't intend to let go of his other healthy leg. It’s all ruined!
"Dare to touch my porcelain, I think you are really tired!" Ning Xingchen said coldly in the ear of the yellow-haired young man.

These words made the yellow-haired young man feel warm in his crotch, and he was obviously scared to death. He had never heard such a murderous sound before, as if it came from hell.

(End of this chapter)