Alert! Miracle doctor released from prison

The convoy drove through bustling streets and arrived at a street lined with plane trees.

The streets are not wide.

It was very clean and tidy, with no vehicles parked haphazardly on the roadside. The huge canopies of the sycamore trees shaded the entire street, stretching all the way to the end, which was very beautiful.

Many young people are taking photos here with their phones.

Surprisingly, this street, located in a bustling area, has no tall buildings on either side. On one side of the road are old, single-story shops that sell all sorts of things.

On the other side is a three-meter-high wall that extends all the way to the end of the road. Various flowers are planted at the base of the wall, and the wall surface is mottled and covered with moss, full of traces of time.

Chen Huo and his group's destination was behind this high wall.

The convoy stopped in front of an ordinary iron gate. A person got out of the passenger seat of the lead car, jogged to the gate, and seemed to be talking to someone inside.

Pedestrians on the street stopped in their tracks when they saw the convoy of black Audis, staring curiously at the mysterious gate and whispering among themselves in small groups.

Do you know who lives in this courtyard?

"How would I know? Anyone who owns such a large courtyard in the heart of the capital must be no ordinary person."

"That's right, look at those shops over there. What era are they living in? They're all single-story shops. Do you know why? They don't dare build them taller than the courtyard next door!"

"The people who go to this courtyard are no ordinary people. Look at that Audi A8 in the middle, it's a twelve-cylinder engine, and most importantly, it doesn't have license plates. Do you know what that means in Beijing?"

"This means that the real big shot is sitting inside!"

"..."

The moment the car stopped, Chen Yuanshan, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened them.

"arrive."

He glanced around, then changed the subject, saying, "We kidnapped Jiang Aiwei not just to threaten you. Do you know what other purposes we have?"

"This patient is suffering from a condition caused by coldness and dampness."

Chen Huo said it casually.

There are many important people around Jiang Cheng, but the Chen family only kidnapped Jiang Aiwei. At first, Chen Huo didn't know why, but now he understands. It must be to verify whether her illness has been cured.

Jiang Aiwei was also troubled by this disease, and it was he who cured her with his supreme yang body and the Nine Needles of Mixed Yang. This was not a secret in Jiangcheng.

The Chen family.

Or perhaps it was a relative of the patient who, before deciding to let Jiang Aiwei treat her, detained her to check if her illness had improved, in order to confirm whether they truly had the ability.

Seeing that Chen Huo gave the answer without hesitation, Chen Yuanshan nodded in satisfaction.

This kid is a bit too arrogant and stubborn, except for his personality.

Their intelligence and wisdom are beyond question.

If properly trained, they will surely be able to stand on their own in the future.

The people in the lead car have already finished negotiating with the people in the yard.

The iron gate slowly opened.

The convoy drove in.

Chen Yuanshan offered a reminder.

"Be humble inside, and don't act arrogantly towards everyone."

"As long as no one offends me, I am approachable. Your statement is a stereotype."

Chen Huo said with some dissatisfaction.

He's not crazy. He doesn't act arrogantly and unruly towards everyone. His attitude towards others is absolutely how others treat him. It's a two-way street.

Chen Yuanshan remained silent.

I thought carefully about the intelligence regarding Chen Huo.

It seems that's really the case.

At this moment, the convoy was slowly driving in the yard. Chen Huo glanced around and found that there were many burly men wearing white shirts and black suits on both sides of the road, wearing headsets and scanning their surroundings warily.

Chen Huo noticed bulges around their waists, which he assumed indicated the presence of firearms.

One of them saw the convoy and was whispering something into his earpiece. Chen Huo noticed that there were thick calluses on the web of his hand, and his knuckles were large and his skin was rough and covered with calluses.

These are the calluses left from years of handling and practicing guns and martial arts. They are different from the calluses left from doing farm work. Experienced people can tell at a glance that this person is definitely a trained fighter.

And he wasn't the only one like that; there were people standing on both sides of the road.

"This family is not simple either."

Chen Huo thought to himself, but didn't care.

Such a person is more than capable of dealing with ordinary people.

To him, they were no different from chickens and dogs.

The convoy stopped in front of a European-style building. Those waiting at the entrance rushed forward. Chen Yuanshan said calmly:

"The patient is inside. Go and treat him properly. I have some things to do, so I won't stay with you."

"it is good."

Chen Huo pushed open the door and stepped out. The middle-aged man walking towards him immediately bowed.

"Young Master Chen Huo, you've arrived."

"Where is the patient?"

Without wasting any words, Chen Huo headed straight for the house.

The middle-aged man quickly followed behind, asking suspiciously, "My master is inside. Didn't you bring any medical equipment? Or did someone else bring it?"

"No medical equipment is needed; a set of silver needles is sufficient."

Chen Huo said casually.

He used traditional Chinese medicine treatments. If even with his skills, acupuncture and herbal decoctions could not cure the patient, then the patient was beyond saving, and no medical equipment could help.

The middle-aged man was slightly taken aback upon hearing this.

Then a hint of disdain and doubt flashed in his eyes.

However, he didn't say much and led Chen Huo into the house.

Upon entering, a strong smell of disinfectant and traditional Chinese medicine hits you. Everywhere you look, there are various medical devices, all of which are the most advanced equipment in the world.

Chen Huo even saw the words "MRI" written on the door of a room.

This is hardly a small estate.

It's clearly a small hospital.

There were many people walking around inside, all wearing white coats. They didn't show any expression when they saw Chen Huo, but they were quite respectful to the middle-aged man next to them, who seemed to be in charge here.

The group soon arrived at a hospital room.

He saw an elderly man with white hair and a wrinkled face lying on the hospital bed, with various medical instruments inserted into his nose and arms. Beeping sounds were coming from all around. Chen Huo glanced at the electrocardiogram casually.

My heart rate is very low.

Only forty-three.

This is a very dangerous number.

If the level is below forty, there is a risk to life.

Chen Huo observed the patient slowly approaching. His breath was very weak, and there was a putrid smell in the air. His face was as pale as paper, his lips were purple and black, and his fingernails were the same.

If not treated in time, this person will not live much longer.

Without wasting words, Chen Huo was about to step forward to take the pulse when he heard a low shout from behind.

"Stop! Tell us how you intend to treat this patient. You can only begin treatment after we, the entire medical team, have given our approval!"

Chen Huo stopped upon hearing this and turned around to look.

A dozen or so doctors, some Chinese and some foreign, all over fifty years old, wearing white coats, strode in. The one in the lead had an angry look on his face.

It was he who stopped Chen Huo.