The truck rammed and collided in the clinic. In the mess, Qin Lang suddenly heard a painful voice calling in a low voice.

In a corner of the hall, Qin Lang then discovered Feng Nv's painful face.

There was also another female disciple in the invitation palace, who was also injured.

Although they possess martial arts, things were too sudden and they were still hurt by surprise.

"Feng'er!"

Qin Lang's face changed in desperation. The disciples of the Moon Palace played a very important position in his mind, and even if they were not too different from his relatives.

Qin Lang roared, rushed over with a quick turn, opened the car door, pulled out the bearded driver, and then slapped at the wall.

With a bang, the bearded driver, who was covered in alcohol, collided with the wall, and his body shook violently, and then fell down.

A face full of pain.

Sakurai Ling was a killer and had a different personality than ordinary people. She rushed up and knocked her crutch hard, hitting the bearded driver with blood.

Qin Lang turned around and rushed into the car, shifted gear as quickly as possible, poured out the truck, and then parked outside the clinic.

He kicked open the door and got out again, then rushed to the corner with red eyes.

Feng'er sank in the corner, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and the medicine cabinet in front of him was shattered.

Although there was a medicine cabinet blocking the front and still at the corner of the wall, the impact of the big truck still seriously injured Feng'er.

“Lord…”

Feng'er looked at Qin Lang, and wanted to speak, but a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Feng'er, Feng'er, don't talk, hold on, you won't have any trouble, you won't have any trouble."

Qin Lang picked up Feng'er, put it on a recliner with anxiety, and then shouted: "Silver needle, silver needle..."

Xu Xiwen rushed over.

Anxin they all got off the car to help.

Qin Lang first introduced true energy to stabilize his vitality, and then took the silver needle to rescue him.

He tried his best to snatch Feng'er from the gates of hell.

Silver needles were pierced into the acupoints on the chest, and a wisp of medicine flowed into Feng'er's body along the needle's tail.

Anxin also contacted the ambulance to prepare for blood transfusions.

Half an hour later, Feng'er's condition stabilized, but Qin Lang collapsed on the ground with excessive fatigue.

The clothes behind him were almost wet.

If it were a wounded person I didn’t know, Qin Lang would definitely not be confused, but it was inevitable that he would be nervous when it came to people around him.

While Qin Lang was running the pulverization scripture to replenish his energy, several traffic police also drove the car and pulled the police lights.

After they conducted on-site inspection, they decided that this was an accident.

The half-drunk driver shook the steering wheel and stepped on the wrong accelerator and accidentally rushed into Huichuntang.

They will file lawsuits against bearded drivers that endanger public safety.

"Drunk?

"Operation error?"

Qin Lang stood up and sneered, blocking the bearded driver at the door: "Do you think I will believe it?"

"Tell me, did Meng Mingming and others send you here?"

There was a hint of killing in his eyes. He actually thought about some ordinary days, but he always had ups and downs and caused the people around him to be in danger.

"Doctor Qin, I really drank too much and accidentally stepped on the wrong accelerator and bumped into it."

The bearded driver smiled carelessly and said, "I'm sorry for today's incident. The insurance company will compensate you for the losses of the clinic."

"As for the person who was killed and injured, I can only say one very regret."

He said regret, but there was a hint of fun in his eyes: "I will pray for them in prison."

Qin Lang's voice became cold: "Knowing that I am Dr. Qin means you are not a passing driver."

“It doesn’t matter at all.”

The bearded driver whispered to Qin Lang's ear while the traffic police were not paying attention: "The important thing is that there are some people you can't offend."

He looked at Qin Lang disdainfully: "If you offend, you are destined to pay the price."

Qin Lang's eyes were sharp: "You are right, there are some people you can't offend."

The bearded driver smiled slightly and said, "Doctor Qin, I tell you, this is just the beginning, you are the one they will eventually deal with!"

"You must be careful when going out in the future, so as not to meet a driver like me who makes mistakes again."

Qin Lang asked word by word: "Where is Meng Mingming?"

The bearded driver smiled and said, "What?"

"Are you angry?"

"I'm very angry and beat me. If you do something, I won't resist."

As long as Qin Lang hits someone, he doesn't mind pulling Qin Lang to jail.

"Bastard, I'll kill you!"

Sakurai Ryu was so angry that he was about to rush up and beat the bearded driver.

Several traffic policemen hurriedly stopped her.

"Call you?"

Qin Lang looked at the bearded driver and smiled: "Why would I beat a dead person?"

"What do you mean?"

The bearded driver felt a little slight in his heart, and suddenly he felt that Qin Lang's smile was terrible...

Half an hour later, the bearded driver was handcuffed by the police and sent to a nearby small hospital for examination.

Qin Lang threw him, causing blood to bleed his mouth and nose, and injured his internal organs. Sakuring Jingling's dozen crutches also hit him with his nose and teeth.

The police inspected him out of humanitarianism.

"Woo----"

When he got out of the car, there was a loud noise of tire friction, and a taxi suddenly bumped into the back.

The momentum is like a mad bull.

The bearded driver could not dodge and fell more than 30 meters with a bang, hitting the stone pillars of the hospital.

The waist cracked.

Death.

"Woo----"

Before the police could react, the taxi suddenly turned the steering wheel and left.

Lu Bao, a son of the Wu League wearing a mask, quickly disappeared into the traffic...

At the same time, Qin Lang placed Feng'er and asked Chang Zichong to protect him well.

Then, he got into an off-road vehicle and looked through the message sent by Chang Zi.

Pure bliss on earth!

The Pure Land of the World is a mid-to-high-end club, so it occupies a lot of land and is luxuriously decorated.

The welcome and security at the door, regardless of body shape or appearance, are all selected from a hundred.

When Qin Lang drove in, it was the time when business was booming. The luxury car was shuttled, the fragrance was blowing, and handsome men and beautiful women were accompanying him, and he was indescribable and full of money.

However, Qin Lang did not appreciate it. He stopped in an open space and walked straight into the hall.

His goal is clear and he goes straight to the seventh floor.

Chang Zichong's information shows that Meng Mingming held a birthday party here tonight.

Qin Lang actually knew for a long time that the Meng Mingming family was always a local snake in Yanjing City, and all the three religions and other abilities have a lot to do with.

Especially Meng Mingming's father Meng Yaodong, who controls the medical world.

The status is of great importance and self-evident.

In recent years, many domestic and international hospitals have been unable to penetrate Yanjing if they want to enter China.

Five or six strong companies came in, but they either were severely punished by fishing law enforcement or were rectified by accidents, and all closed within three months.

Qin Lang could see the difficulty of the Meng family's power, but he didn't think of any consequences at this time.

He compensated himself for 10,000 taels of gold and expressed his surrender under Lin Shaoxiong's supervision, but why did he not put down the butcher knife in his hand?

Now Qin Lang only wants Meng Mingming to pay back his blood debt.

One minute later, Qin Lang walked out of the elevator.
Chapter completed!