Chapter 18 The president is critically ill and his life hangs on a thread!

Style: Romance Author: A stick of maltoseWords: 2145Update Time: 24/01/10 15:06:31
Xiao Jian ignored his pleas for mercy and asked him, "Did you accept the money?"

Black Scorpion said hurriedly: "I accept it, but I will return it to him now. I will return it now..."

Xiao Jian said: "Why retreat?"

"Ah?" Black Scorpion looked confused.

What does Mr. Xiao mean by this? Could it be that the 500,000 yuan that allowed me to hack Liang Tao? Or……

But before he could continue to think deeply, he heard Xiao Jian's voice coming over again: "The money has been collected, how can there be no reason not to work?"

"But legs are not the same for everyone, right?"

"What do you think?"

After saying that, he turned his eyes and stared directly at Liang Tao and Xiao Lingling.

After all, Black Scorpion has been on the road for so many years, so why doesn't he understand what he means when he sees this? He immediately nodded and said: "Master Xiao pointed out, I understand."

Xiao Jian said lightly: "Now that you understand, what are you waiting for? Why don't you do it quickly?"

"Yes, Master Xiao!"

After saying that, Black Scorpion got up from the ground, then picked up a steel pipe and walked directly towards Liang Tao and the others.

Liang Tao was not stupid, so he naturally understood what Xiao Jian meant. When he saw Black Scorpion walking towards him, he immediately panicked and shouted hurriedly: "Black Scorpion, what are you going to do? Don't forget that I am from the Liang family. Young Master, you dare to touch me..."

Black Scorpion already hated Liang Tao because of what happened today. If it hadn't been for him, how could he have almost offended the King of Dark Night in Spring City?

At this moment, I heard that he dared to threaten me, and he showed no mercy at all. He swung the steel pipe and hit his knee.

Go to the NMD Liang Family. No matter how awesome the Liang Family is, can you still be as awesome as the Spring City leader?

The next moment, two shrill screams suddenly sounded in the parking lot, and Liang Tao's legs were crippled by Black Scorpion without hesitation.

Xiao Lingling screamed in fright next to her, but she didn't dare to do anything. Even if her pants were soaked, she could only kneel there.

Xiao Jian snorted and said to Liang Tao and others: "If you dare to provoke Mr. Jiang in the future, it will not be a matter of two legs. I will make sure that none of you can survive."

"Get out of here!"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Xiao, don't worry. Whoever dares to provoke Mr. Jiang in the future does not need you to take action. I will be the first to let him go!"

Black Scorpion dropped this sentence as if he had received an amnesty, and then fled here with his people without saying a word.

As for Liang Tao?

To hell with him!

Jiang Chen had no idea about this, because as soon as he got in the car, Yan Baichuan started the car and sped towards the north of the city.

For half an hour, neither of them spoke first, and the atmosphere was extremely silent.

It wasn't until another five or six minutes passed that Yan Baichuan's voice came out slightly abruptly: "Little friend Jiang, I must have a lot of doubts in your mind, right?"

Although Jiang Chen had roughly guessed what was going on, he thought for a moment and still nodded and said, "Yes."

"You can ask whatever you want to ask. As long as I can tell you, I will tell you the truth."

"Who was that person yesterday?" Jiang Chen asked.

Although he didn't mention it by name, he believed that Yan Baichuan would understand.

Sure enough, the next moment, Yan Baichuan said: "She is the king of the underground world in Spring City, and she was also a heaven-level powerhouse."

"Heaven-level expert?" A look of surprise appeared in Jiang Chen's eyes again.

"A level of warrior. You are not a warrior. There is no need to understand this in depth."

The corner of Jiang Chen's mouth twitched. He wanted to say that although he was not a warrior, he was a practitioner, but he finally endured it.

After all, the two sides only have a one-time relationship for the time being, and they are not even friends. Of course, some things cannot be said casually.

But just when he was about to say something, Yan Baichuan's cell phone suddenly rang.

He took out his cell phone and took a look at it. After he connected it, he said hello. Then within five seconds, his expression suddenly changed: "What?"

"Okay, I understand, please let them stabilize for the time being. Jiang Chen and I will be there soon!"

After saying that, he threw the phone away and while speeding up the car, he said to Jiang Chen with eagerness on his face: "The president is critically ill, Jiang Chen, I hope you will save the president no matter what!"

Su Jinghong is critically ill?

Jiang Yu's face was full of astonishment. She was obviously fine when he saw her yesterday, so why did she suddenly become critically ill?

He wanted to ask the other party what happened, but looking at his current expression, Jiang Chen finally nodded and said: "Don't worry, Mr. Yan, as long as you can do your best, I will do my best."

"Okay, thank you, little friend. Just try your best!"

Before today, Yan Baichuan might have only had the idea of ​​giving Jiang Chen a try, but now he is full of confidence and full of hope for him.

After all, he not only knows Xuanmen magic, but also masters the long-lost Xuanhuang Nine Needles.

If even he is helpless, there may really be no one in the world who can save the president.

The car drove quickly and soon arrived at a manor in the eastern suburbs.

This manor was built on the hillside of Mingyue Mountain. It has beautiful scenery and looks extremely exquisite.

Yan Baichuan was in no mood to be polite to the bodyguard outside the door, so he drove the car directly into the manor and parked in front of an antique small building.

This was a private clinic specially built for Su Jinghong. After getting off the car, he took Jiang Chen directly into the ward.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw that Su Jinghong, who was still unparalleled and domineering yesterday, was lying on the hospital bed. Around her, a group of doctors were doing examinations.

Jiang Chen's mind was not on those doctors. He looked closely at Su Jinghong and his brows gradually furrowed.

No wonder I didn't notice it yesterday. It turned out that Su Jinghong's body...

While Jiang Chen was deep in thought, a woman who looked to be in her twenties quickly came forward to meet her. It was Su Qingmei who ranked first among the plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums.

"Old Yan, you are finally here..."

Su Qingmei greeted Yan Baichuan with red eyes, and then her eyes fell on Jiang Chen.

"Is this the miracle doctor Jiang Chenjiang?"

Yan Baichuan nodded and said with an unusually solemn expression: "How is the president's situation?"

"The situation is very bad. I just vomited blood..."

After Su Qingmei finished speaking, she was about to ask Jiang Chen to check on the president, but at this time, a doctor came over and said: "Miss Qingmei, the president is seriously ill and may not survive. You'd better inform everyone as soon as possible and hurry up." Get ready for the funeral."

"What?"

Su Qingmei was so frightened that she even ignored Jiang Chen in her panic, and immediately said anxiously: "Doctor Wang, can't you think of another way?"

Will the president die?

She absolutely can't accept this!

Su Huilan on the other side also said: "Yes, Doctor Wang, you are an expert in internal medicine. You must find a way. As long as you can cure the president, we are willing to pay no matter how high the price is."