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As soon as the words fell, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The master of the Song family looked at Li Wendong quietly and said, "Young man, this is not your arrogant capital."

"Even if you have the fighting power of the first level of Wuwang, but you are not Wuwang after all, I can kill you!"

Li Wendong frowned: "Oh? Is this how your Song family treats kind people?"

The master of the Song family frowned slightly, and was about to speak, but saw Song Cangtian had already walked over.

"Mr. Zou, let me handle the matter here. The Patriarch is waiting for Mr. Li in the tea room."

Zou Hua fixed his gaze on Li Wendong and stepped out of the way.

The rest of the guards also gave way.

Only then did Song Cangtian take Li Wendong to the tea room.

"Mr. Li, please don't worry about it. Zou Hua is the number one master of the Song Clan and one of the few Martial Kings in the entire Eastern Sea."

Li Wendong nodded. He had cooperated with Zou Hua once, and knew how terrifying the latter's strength was.

But it doesn't mean that Li Wendong is afraid of him. He doesn't know where the limit of his combat power is when he adds up his current cards.

Seeing Song Yaoxian again, his attitude became very good.

Completely treat Li Wendong as the head of a big family.

"I should have known earlier that you are the head of the Li family in Jiangzhou. After Ziqing Jiangzhou and his party came back, they have been telling me your story. It is very legendary."

Song Yao said with a smile.

Li Wendong waved his hand: "What happened in the past is not worth mentioning. I have been in Donghai for a while, and I plan to visit the Martial Arts Institute. I hope Patriarch Song can write me a letter of recommendation."

Song Yaoxian was a little puzzled: "As you, go directly, Donghai Martial Arts Institute should be very welcome, why do you need a letter of recommendation?"

Li Wendong did not answer directly: "The place I went to is a bit special."

Song Yao nodded first, and did not continue to ask further questions.

"Then thank you Patriarch Song. By the way, how is Qi Shao's body recovering?"

Song Yaoxian shook his head: "Sometimes he is awake and sometimes he is in a coma. Half a month has passed, and the doctor said that the foundation may be damaged."

Li Wendong said: "I have learned some medical skills, let me go and have a look."

Song Yaoxian smiled: "Wendong, you are being modest. Your master is the famous ghost doctor Mr. Qi. You are a master doctor, and you deserve the name of a little doctor."

"No, time is running out, let's go and have a look first."

Then he ordered the housekeeper to take Li Wendong there.

"it is good."

Li Wendong didn't plan to communicate with Song Yaoxian much, this person was very thoughtful, and he invited himself to the Song family, probably for the purpose of monitoring.

He also revealed in advance that in order to treat Qi Shao, he could stay in the Song family compound for a few more days.

This made Song Yaoxian very useful, and it happened to be convenient for the Song family to monitor and investigate.

At the same time, in Song Ziqing's ward.

When the butler brought Li Wendong, there were already three or four people in the ward.

The housekeeper shouted respectfully: "Miss Lan..."

"This is Mr. Li, and the head of the family asked him to bring the seventh young master to see a doctor."

Li Wendong looked at the woman in front of him, who was wearing a light green windbreaker, with her soft hair flowing down.

She has a good temperament and a good figure, and a pair of glasses just adds a bit of gentleness to her.

This is Miss Song Jiawu, Song Ziqing's older sister, Song Zilan.

At this time, Song Zilan glanced at Li Wendong with displeasure, and said lightly: "Please go back, I have invited Director Gao from the No. [-] Hospital in the city, and he is currently undergoing treatment. Go out."

The two next to him were doctors from the hospital, who also nodded with a smile.

The housekeeper was a little embarrassed: "Miss Lan, this is what the head of the family specifically told me to treat the Seventh Young Master, and Mr. Li is..."

"I said..." Song Zilan's tone suddenly turned cold, "I said, wait outside, didn't you understand?"

At the same time, this look also locked on Li Wendong, who smiled slightly: "Then I will stand here and wait."

"You..." Song Zilan frowned slightly, but she didn't spend too much time on this matter. She turned around and said, "Director Gao, how is the situation?"

Director Gao checked again, asked the assistant to take out various instruments and perform various operations, and then checked the results on the computer, with a dignified tone:

"The situation is very bleak."

"Seventh Young Master's brain nerves are oppressed, if the operation is forced, the failure rate is very high."

"Now I can only recuperate slowly. The operation can only be performed after the number of semi-awake situations increases and the physical condition recovers."

Song Zilan frowned again.

Director Gao quickly said: "Don't worry, as soon as the seventh young master's physical condition improves, I am confident that the operation will be completed."

Song Zilan could only say, "I'm sorry."

Immediately, the butler asked Li Wendong to go up for treatment, but Song Zilan said coldly, "Stop!"

"Did I let you pass?!"

The spearhead was aimed directly at Li Wendong.

Li Wendong looked indifferent: "I was entrusted by Song Yaoxian to treat the Seventh Young Master."

"Hehe, how do I know, are you a spy or a killer hiding in the family?"

Damn!

The housekeeper hurriedly bowed in fright: "Miss Lan, we just came from the master's tea room. Mr. Li is a friend of the seventh young master and a disciple of a genius doctor. There is absolutely no problem with his status!"

"Hehe, genius doctor?" Song Zilan looked contemptuous, "Generally, those who claim to be genius doctors are all swindlers."

At this time, Director Gao also said very contemptuously: "Healing diseases and saving lives depends on the medical skills in hand, not some self-proclaimed title."

"A miracle doctor? What age is it?"

Li Wendong's gaze fell on Director Gao, and he said indifferently, "You messed around with such a simple thing for half a month?"

"In a few days, Qi Shao is really going to be paralyzed by you!"

Director Gao immediately became angry: "What do you mean? Insulting me?!"

"Seventh Young Master suffered such a serious injury, and you actually said it was a small problem? What are you so worried about?!"

Song Zilan also said coldly: "My brother is lying here, life and death are uncertain, but you talk about trivial things? Ha ha!"

Li Wendong didn't want to talk nonsense, so he walked over directly, and once he got his pulse, he knew the root of the problem.

So he decisively took out three silver needles and inserted them into Song Ziqing's head.

"Hey? What are you doing?!"

Song Zilan shouted, her words were full of vigilance and distrust towards Li Wendong.

"Stop it! Who told you to give my brother an injection?!"

"Guards! Guards! Guards!"

She yelled three times, the door of the ward was opened, and several family guards rushed in.

The housekeeper tried his best to stop him, and bent down: "Miss Lan, please give Mr. Li a moment, he is indeed here to treat the Seventh Young Master..."

"Go away! Don't even think about hurting my seventh brother!" Song Zilan said angrily.

But at this moment, a cough broke the noise here.

Song Ziqing, who had been in a coma all this time, suddenly woke up...