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Perhaps his trust was not in Fang Mo's medical skills, but in his character.

In Ma Xuejiu's heart, the young man met his daughter by chance and was able to step forward at the moment of the fire in the car accident and save Ma Yingying from the car that was about to explode regardless of his own safety.

His character is evident.

At this moment, Ma Jiaqi on the side was shocked;

"and many more!"

"What do you mean? You mean, you asked him, a kid in his early 20s, to treat you?"

"Well, little friend Fang Mo and I met in the capital. The process of our acquaintance was a bit complicated, so I won't go into details with you for now, but you can trust little friend Fang Mo's medical skills."

As soon as these words came out, Ma Jiaqi's face was filled with 1 disbeliefs.

Judging from Fang Mo's appearance, how old is the young man?

He's just graduated from college. He knows medical skills?

Ma Jiaqi looked at Fang Mo;

"Are you a student of Dr. Ban Bao, the top medical university in China?"

"No."

Hearing this, Fang Mo shook his head.

If you are a student who graduated from China's top medical university, you may still have two brushes.

Who knew that Fang Mo would honestly shake his head at the first moment.

Ma Jiaqi's face darkened;

"Then are you a member of a Chinese medical family with three generations of family members practicing medicine?"

"No."

Fang Mo shook his head again, where is this all going?

If there had been no trip to Jingcheng a month ago, Fang Mo would most likely have nothing to do with medical skills in his life.

This golden finger almost appeared out of thin air. Before that, how did Fang Mo know any medical skills?

"Then your ancestors produced the top ten famous doctors in China who are famous all over the south of the Yangtze River? You inherited their medical practice notes?"

Medical practice notes?

This is somewhat similar to the memory inheritance he obtained from the jade pendant.

But Fang Mo’s ancestors didn’t have any great medical experts.

In addition to joining the army and politics, their family might have been bandits two or three generations before the reform and opening up!

"no!"

As Fang Mo shook his head again and again, Ma Jiaqi's expression gradually became embarrassed, until Fang Mo denied it for the last time.

Ma Jiaqi's face turned completely gloomy, and she almost laughed in anger.

"He is neither a highly educated medical elite, nor a second-generation descendant of three generations of family members who have been practicing medicine, nor is he someone who has inherited the medical notes of his ancestors' top miraculous doctors."

"Ma Xuejiu, are you out of your mind? You actually expect such a young boy to treat you?"

"If something goes wrong, can he bear the responsibility?"

"Anyway, I don't agree. I definitely can't let this little brat treat you."

"A kid in his early 20s who hasn't even grown all his hair. Whether he studied under a famous doctor or his family has been practicing medicine for generations, he is already a pass at this age. I never believe he is capable of anything."

"What's more, his family has been practicing medicine for generations, nor did he graduate from a top professional medical university."

Ma Xuejiu's face turned livid, and he opened his mouth, wanting to explain a few words. Who knew that the next moment, someone knocked on the door of the room again.

dong dong——

"Damn it, didn't I already say that? Mr. Ma needs to rest, and no one except those Sakurajima people..."

Ma Jiaqi was about to scold him impatiently.

Who knew that a clear voice came from outside the door.

"Hello, Miss Ma invited us to come all the way from Sakurajima and the Three Heroes of the Blood Clothes Sect to treat Mr. Ma."

Wow! ?

"Friends from the Bloody Clothes Sect are here!"

When Ma Jiaqi heard this, the original irritability on her face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a touch of rich surprise.

She quickly ran to open the door.

Fang Mo raised his eyebrows slightly after hearing the words "Xueyimen".

Bloody Clothes Gate! ?

As the door to the ward slowly opened, three figures in bloody robes appeared in front of them.

Those three people were the ones Fang Mo met when he went upstairs just now, which made him feel subconsciously uncomfortable.

Unexpectedly, these three guys turned out to be members of the Blood Clothes Sect.

Ma Jiaqi was quite enthusiastic towards the three blood-robed figures;

"Three masters, please come in quickly."

As the door opened, the three blood-clothed figures standing outside did not enter the room immediately, but were the first to speak calmly;

"Miss Ma should know the price of asking us to take action, right?"

"And you haven't followed the rules of the Blood Clothes Sect this time. If it weren't for the face of Mr. Ma of Xunyou Group, China's leading Internet company, we would never have visited you."

"So, if you ask us to come from Sakurajima to treat Mr. Ma this time, it will be a different price."

To put it bluntly, doesn't it mean that you are so proud that you get more money?

Fang Mo, whose eyes were slightly unkind, looked at the three medical experts from the Blood Clothes Sect with curiosity.

As they spoke, a look of pride flashed across the faces of the three of them.

Ma Jiaqi's reaction showed a 180-degree change from her arrogance when facing herself.

She quickly gave a frightened laugh;

"I know that your actions are not cheap, and you may not be able to get the three of you to take action even if you just throw money without making an appointment. But my brother is now terminally ill and his life is hanging by a thread. I have no other way. The three masters... "

"Please let go and save people. Remuneration is not an issue."

The three so-called Three Heroes of the Blood-clothed Sect obviously wanted to raise the price. Fang Mo originally thought that his sister, a shrewd businessman like Ma Xuejiu, could somewhat see what these three men were trying to do at this moment.

Who knew that Ma Jiaqi didn't even bargain, and even went along with what the other party said.

Isn't this a proper SB that gives other people a chance to open their mouths?

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden noise in the corridor outside.

"Dingsheng Group Director Yu Dong Shenghui is dead!"

"Quick, call the doctor."

"Old Dong, hold on, doctor, the doctor will be here soon, hurry up, come here, our old Dong is dying... Wuwuwu."

Dingsheng Group! ?

Hearing this, Ma Xuejiu, who was lying on the hospital bed, was shocked.

He didn't care that it was difficult for him to speak, and he grabbed Fang Mo's palm while panting;

"Fang Mo, hurry up, hurry up and save people..."

"Dong Shenghui is also one of our group of Chinese entrepreneurs who got food poisoning. He is a friend I brought to Jiangcheng. I won't die for a while. You go and help Mr. Dong first."

Hearing this, Fang Mo nodded slightly.

His trip was to solve the problem of poisoning of these entrepreneurs.

Only by stabilizing their condition can those family members calm down and listen to the slander.

At this thought, Fang Mo was about to take out the silver needle and leave the ward.

Who knew that at this moment, the three medical experts from the Blood Clothes Sect would glance at Fang Mo.

Ma Jiaqi saw a trace of suspicion in the eyes of several Blood Clothes Sect masters, and took the initiative to explain.

"Guys, this guy is just an unknown person. Whether he knows medical skills or not is another matter."

"My brother is suffering from food poisoning and is confused now. We cannot listen to his arrangements. Mr. Dong is also an important partner of our Xunyou Group. Now that my brother has spoken, I hope the three of you can take the lead to save Mr. Dong's life." .”

Hearing this, one of the blood-robed figures curled his lips in disdain;

"It is better to leave professional matters to professionals. Pretending to understand will only harm others and yourself."

After sarcastic remarks, they left the ward.

Under the leadership of Ma Jiaqi, he walked into another ward.

When Fang Mo saw this, he raised his eyebrows.

I came here today to resolve the dispute between the Song family and Xunyou and other top entrepreneurs.

If any top entrepreneur dies, the matter will turn into mud and shit.

I think Mr. Dong's family who came to Dingsheng Group will not listen to any slander anymore. They will only regard the Song family as the culprits and desperately seek revenge.

"Fang Mo, don't pay attention to Ma Jiaqi's words, for my sake..."

As everyone left, there were only two people in the ward, Ma Xuejiu and Fang Mo.

Mr. Ma looked at the young man with difficulty, with a hint of pleading in his eyes.

This is slightly different from the image of the high-spirited top rich man when the two met for the first time.

When Fang Mo heard this, he pondered for a moment.

"Mr. Ma, I think it would be the best example if you could stand up and persuade Ma Jiaqi. After all, with you as a warning, it will be justified for me to save people in Lee World Hospital..."

After saying this, Fang Mo took two steps forward and gently tapped a few acupuncture points on Ma Xuejiu's body with his fingers.

"Mr. Ma, it may be a little itchy, please bear with it!"

……

On the other side, in Dong Shenghui's ward, several family members were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

A beautiful woman in a white dress looked towards the ward with red eyes and a worried look on her face, wiping tears from the corners of her eyes from time to time.

"Can our old boss really survive?"

The next moment, a flash of resentment and anger flashed in her eyes;

"It's all the fault of the damn Song family. They didn't even prepare fresh ingredients, yet they had the nerve to entertain our old director and Mr. Ma."

"I swear, if something goes wrong with our old director, I will never give Mr. Ma any face. I will make the Song family pay the price."

After saying this, Ma Jiaqi next to her patted the beautiful woman on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, Mr. Dong will definitely be able to turn danger into disaster with the expert from the Blood Clothes Sect I invited to consult."

"Miss Li, the medical skills of the three masters of the Blood Clothes Sect are renowned throughout Asia, so don't worry."

"Yes, yes. When you old boss escapes from danger later, you must quickly go and thank the three masters of the Blood Clothes Sect."

At this moment, a clear voice sounded from behind the two people in the corridor.

"Madam, I actually think there are a lot of doubts in the whole series of things. If you really ignore the Song family's fault and insist on killing a Song family member, maybe you will allow the mastermind behind the scenes to succeed."

The next moment, Fang Mo's thin figure walked slowly over, his face calm;

"If Mr. Dong can be safe and sound, I hope all entrepreneurs will give the Song family a chance to clarify."

"I will also cooperate, and the truth about everyone's poisoning that day will surely be revealed."

Whoa!

As soon as these words came out, not only Dong Shenghui's family members and Ma Jiaqi looked towards Fang Mo.

The family members of other entrepreneurs in the corridor also looked sideways at Fang Mo.

Ma Jiaqi was stunned for a moment, and then a look of anger appeared on her face;

"Is it you? Are you here to cause trouble again?"

The next moment, a look of relief appeared on her face.

"I understand. I said that you, an unknown boy in his early 20s, pretend to be a miracle doctor, and you pretend to be kind and want to treat my brother. Your purpose is nothing but for the Song family."

"It seems that you have some friendship with the Song family. Was it the Song family that invited you here?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone else in the corridor began to look at Fang Mo with a somewhat unkind look.

Their family members all got food poisoning at the Song family and were admitted to the hospital collectively.

Now faced with the word Song family, it is difficult for these indignant family members to stay rational.

Fang Mo nodded slightly.

There is nothing inconvenient to admit. He just wants the families of these entrepreneurs to be a little more sensible and not to be used as a weapon;

"There are a lot of strange things behind this matter. If Mr. Dong can escape, I hope you can sit together and give the Song family a chance to explain..."

"A chance to explain!?"

When Ma Jiaqi heard this, she immediately laughed angrily.

"I'm sorry, why should we give the Song family a chance to explain to the murderer?"

"To tell you the truth, the Song family has sent people to beg me these days to ask me to meet, but I have rejected them all."

"People just have problems eating in their stores, and that's their responsibility."

"If the explanation is useful, why do we need the police? The Song family has no shirk. Is there anything else to explain?"

As soon as these words came out, the family members of several other entrepreneurs also nodded.

And everyone looked at Fang Mo with more and more evil eyes. It seemed that in their eyes, anyone who had anything to do with the Song family would be classified as the culprit.

At this moment, they looked at Fang Mo with vicious eyes, as if they wanted to rush up and tear the young man apart.

Fang Mo opened his mouth.

At this moment, a rapid siren suddenly sounded.

stab-

The voice was harsh, and immediately Dong Shenghui's ward was in chaos.

Two of the nurses who were doing the job shouted in a panic;

"Mr. Dong is dying. His blood pressure is plummeting. Hurry and open the chest. Otherwise, a blood clot will form in a while and there will be no time for surgery."

As soon as he finished speaking, who knew that the three blood-robed figures in charge of the operation ignored him at all.

He left the surgical instruments and walked straight out of the ward, speaking to Ms. Li, Ma Jiaqi and others outside.

"Sorry, we, the Three Heroes of the Blood-clothed Sect, are not 100% sure that we can save this person."

"This does not blame the three of us, but this person himself is dying."

"Let me state in advance that if a chest opening is necessary, we, the Three Heroes of the Bloody Clothes Sect, will not bear any responsibility. Only when the family members come and sign a critical illness notice can we take action."

Hearing this, Ms. Li, a family member who had been emotionally stable, suddenly became teary-eyed.

what! ?

Why did it suddenly become so serious?

Wasn't she fine just now? When she saw several blood-clothed sect masters entering the ward, she even thought that her husband was saved.

Who knew that within 10 minutes of the three people entering, a critical illness notification came.

Fang Mo curled his lips disdainfully.

Abandon responsibility?

The next moment, Fang Mo took advantage of the chaos and sneaked into the ward quietly.

On the hospital bed, Dong Shenghui's face was pale, and the indicators on the various instruments next to him almost became a straight line.

It's really life-threatening.

"You, who are you?"

"Who let you in?"

"Get out."

"This is a surgical ward. No one is allowed in, don't you understand?"

When several young nurses saw Fang Mo, they were shocked.

At this moment, the instrument sounded the alarm again.

Drop drop-

"It's over, people are dead."

The next moment, a nurse took a few steps back with a pale face.

At this moment, Fang Mo stepped forward and slapped Dong Shenghuitianlinggai.

The three silver needles were thrown out casually and fell into Dong Shenghui's body.

Under the suspicious gazes of several nurses, he said calmly.

"No, he's not dead yet, I can save him!"