"……What do you want me to do?"
After hesitating for a moment, Ding Wanliang lowered his head.
Chen Ming completely woke him up.
The one-sided beating two days ago was still fresh in his mind. Of course, he knew that Chen Ming's strength was definitely not as simple as the Chen family's abandoned son and disaster star as rumored by the outside world.
That skill alone is anything but ordinary.
Ding Wanliang himself was a lieutenant colonel in the military and was promoted to the rank of lieutenant colonel with real swordsmanship. He also trained the people under him. How could he not know their strength?
More than twenty people are worthy of a mission team, but they can't beat Chen Ming alone.
And I didn't even touch him.
As long as it can cause some irreversible damage to Chen Ming, Ding Wanliang will not be so afraid of this guy.
It was also because of this that he finally put down his face and came to him to treat his brother.
Ding Wanliang gritted his teeth and raised his head, looking at the man in front of him with neither humility nor arrogance.
"Give me the list of the Chen family in the capital who are stationed in the Bianzhou Military Region, and then take your people and get out of Bianzhou."
Chen Ming's cold eyes revealed a faint murderous intent: "Or, I can kill you all."
When he said this, his voice was very soft.
But Ding Wanliang heard it clearly.
His pupils instantly locked, and he stared at Chen Ming in disbelief: "You want the military power in Bianzhou? It's impossible. Even if there are no people from the Chen family and the Ding family, the military region still belongs to Old Man Han..."
Halfway through his words, he immediately reacted and said in surprise: "Han Guang and you are in the same group!"
By the way, how could he forget that Han Guang and the Han family in Beijing were originally distant relatives!
Chen Mao also had this idea when he wanted to bring Chen Qiang in.
Ding Wanliang frowned.
If it was just Chen Ming, he would still sneer at such a request.
But behind the other party there is Han Guang, and even the Han family in the capital...
At this moment, Ding Wanliang's thoughts were divergent, and he was pondering various possibilities in his mind. His heart suddenly felt cold and dry.
"You are Han Yueqiu's son. Of course Han Guang will listen to you. No wonder, no wonder you are so confident. Haha, I thought you were really rich, but it turned out that you were still hiding under the protection of the family and living an ignoble existence."
"I can promise you, but I don't know everything."
"Chen Mao guarded me very tightly. I only knew part of it."
Ding Wanliang looked at Chen Ming mockingly, the disdain in his eyes not concealed at all.
Chen Ming half-crouched in front of him, running his fingers across his chest. When they passed under the atrium, his index and middle fingers suddenly bent up and pressed down hard.
"Well……"
Ding Wanliang's eyes widened, he bit his lip and let out a groan.
Chen Ming was so cruel that he broke two of his ribs.
"Don't say anything I don't want to hear."
"If you mess with me, everyone in the Ding family will die."
"I guess you don't want to see the Ding family become extinct?"
After breaking Ding Wanliang's ribs with his bare hands, Chen Ming still talked to him calmly: "I will give you half an hour to write out the list. If you miss one, I will kill a member of the Ding family."
"Start with the youngest."
After adding a sentence, Chen Ming stood up and ignored him.
Ding Wanliang glared at Chen Ming angrily, but he could not resist.
Han Guang and him have never dealt with each other, but now Chen Ming has completely taken over. As long as the other party is not happy, he may not be able to leave Bianzhou alive.
It is even more impossible to ask for help from the Chen family.
Distant water cannot save near fire.
Even if Chen Maozhen came to save him, Ding Wanliang felt that there was a high chance that he would not survive that time.
After much thought, he still gave in.
"Come here, I say a word, and you type a word."
Ding Wanliang couldn't use his hands, so he could only dictate what he said, and his assistant wrote it down on his phone.
Chen Ming ignored them and sat down on the chair leisurely.
The people watching all around were confused. What's going on now?
The two families next door were talking a lot.
"Ding Wanliang was beaten again? Isn't the Qin family too...reckless? And the people in their company allow their president's husband to cause trouble outside?"
"But, I see that man treated Ding Wanliang very well. Maybe he didn't suffer at all? I heard that the injuries on Ding's body were caused by him!"
Gossip about good things: "Hey, hey, I have news."
The visitor leaned in and said, "My classmate is working in the military hospital, and Young Master Ding is dying in the intensive care unit. Xiao Ding is here to beg that man to save his brother!"
"Huh? Where did you get the news? It's too unreliable."
"That's right. No matter what you say, Mr. Qin is just making a pill. How can he compare with doctors who treat diseases and save lives?"
The person who just spoke was unconvinced: "What do you know? It has been spread all over Jiangzhou for a long time. The man named Chen used to be a military doctor in the capital's military headquarters!"
"Oh, so what?"
The rustling voice was very low, and Chen Ming closed his eyes and ignored it.
Qin's employees gradually relaxed after seeing this.
Ding Wanliang's progress is very slow because the Chen family has brought in too many people.
Although he only knew a small part, there were more than a hundred people at a rough calculation.
It took more than two hours for him to write it all out silently.
"I gave you the list. Everything I know is here."
Ding Wanliang pursed his lips and sent the memo to Chen Ming's mobile phone.
"Can you save my brother now?" Seeing Chen Ming keep looking down at the memo, he couldn't help but urge: "I won't fool you with my brother's life, you can rest assured."
"Ha," Chen Ming smiled and raised his eyes to look at him: "I will only give you one chance. If you hide something from me, I won't let you tell it yourself next time."
"There are a hundred ways I can get your brain to tell me the truth."
Chen Ming raised his hand and tapped Ding Wanliang's temple lightly.
The moment the hot index finger touched his skin, Ding Wanliang's heart stopped.
Unspeakable fear came over me.
He felt in a daze that Chen Ming really wanted to kill him for a moment.
"No, no, I really didn't hide it from you."
Chen Ming glanced at him lightly but did not answer. After greeting Dr. Fang, he returned to the military hospital with Ding Wanliang.
When they arrived at the door of the ward, Ding Kejin was in very bad condition, and she was completely thin and disfigured.
In just two days, I lost about 30 pounds, and my sallow skin was dotted with raised veins and looming blood vessels.
Chen Ming pushed the door open and walked in. He skillfully took out the silver needles and lined them up.
Ding Kejin is born with deficiencies and her life is about to end.
There are several acupuncture methods that can cure him. Chen Ming's fingers slowly passed over the silver needles, and his fingertips stayed on the plum blossom needles.
Gently pick up the silver needle and insert the first needle into Ding Kejin's Qishe point, then Yunmen point and Qihu point.
When the group was over, he turned his wrist and inserted needles at the Youmen point, Yindu point, and Chengman point again.
Finally, transfer to Tianshu point, Daheng point, and Wailing point.
The standard Ming Gong Nine Needles actually use filiform needles.
But Ding Kejin's blood vessels were too fragile and could not withstand stimulation, so he could only use plum blossom needles instead.
After a set of acupuncture techniques, Ding Kejin's pale face softened a little.
"H-how is he?"
