Wu Qi's current situation is relatively pessimistic, the problem of eating shit has not been alleviated in the slightest, and his own emotions have gradually collapsed.

Whoever, for such a long time, has eaten shit more than 20 times a day, is afraid that he will also collapse.

What's more, Wu Qi himself was spoiled and raised. For him, this kind of thing is more terrible than death.

Therefore, Wu Donghai hopes that he can be cured as soon as possible so that he can return to normal. At the same time, killing the person who caused him is not only for revenge, but also to prevent future troubles!

Precisely because of this belief, Wu Donghai didn't even bother to have breakfast at the Song's house. He greeted his son Wu Xin when he woke up, took a few Wu's bodyguards, and went directly to Jishitang.

In the car, Wu Donghai was full of excitement and anticipation, but Wu Xin felt a little depressed.

He hoped that his younger brother Wu Qi would always be like this, so that he could save himself a lot of trouble.

So, he asked tentatively: "Father, do you think Master Shi can really cure my brother?"

"I believe there is no problem." Wu Donghai said indifferently: "High paraplegia can be cured, and your brother's problem is nothing to worry about."

Wu Xin nodded, feeling a little annoyed.

When the convoy arrived outside Jishitang, the bodyguards opened the car door for Wu Donghai and his son.

As soon as Wu Donghai got out of the car, he saw the entrance of Jishitang. At this time, there was already a long queue.

He couldn't help sighing: "It seems that this doctor Shi really deserves his reputation."

An assistant came up and said respectfully: "Mr. Wu, Shi Tianqi only sees ten patients a day, and not in order of queuing, but in terms of the priority of the disease. It is said that some patients are even ranked first. Shi Tianqi thinks there is no problem. Big, if there is no need to do it yourself, I won�t show it to you, but I will suggest you go to another hospital for treatment.�

"Yeah." Wu Donghai glanced at the long line again, seeing that there are all kinds of teachings and high-levels here, he waved his hand in disgust, and said to the bodyguard: "Get some cash from the trunk and give a thousand to each of these people in line. Drive away."

The bodyguard nodded, immediately took out some cash from the trunk, came to the front of the line, and said loudly: "Today, Jishitang is closed, and you who line up, come to me to get 1,000 yuan each, and then you can leave. Come back another day!"

The crowd was suddenly dissatisfied, and someone shouted: "Why? According to the rules set by God Doctor, everyone has to queue up for treatment!"

The leader of the bodyguard snorted coldly, and scolded: "I gave you a thousand yuan for nothing, and you are still fucking here?"

The man blurted out: "A thousand dollars? My mother is seriously ill. I took her all the way to seek help from a miracle doctor. Your thousand dollars is nothing? How about I give you a thousand dollars and you go away?" Can you please?"

"Grass mud horse, don't give up!" The head of the bodyguard glared at him, and coldly shouted at the subordinates beside him: "Hit me! Hit me to death!"

With an order, several bodyguards from Lian's family rushed up immediately, grabbed the man and punched and kicked him.

Next to the man was an old lady in her seventies who saw them beating her son and cried, "Please don't beat him, can we go?"

The head of the bodyguard scolded: "What the hell are you doing? You don't know how to flatter!"

After finishing speaking, he kicked the middle-aged man aside, took out another thousand yuan, threw it on the man's face, and cursed: "Hurry up and get out!"

The old lady struggled to pull her son up while crying. The people around were extremely indignant when they saw this scene, but seeing the other party's battle and driving so many luxury cars, they knew that the other party was not easy to mess with Lord, so I can only swallow my anger.

A few bodyguards came over with money, and offered 1,000 yuan to everyone they met, plus three words: "Hurry up and get out!"

Some people ran away quickly after taking the money, and some people had a little bit of backbone and were unwilling to ask for their money, but because they couldn't afford to offend them, they could only swallow their anger and leave.

At this time, a clerk at Jishitang heard the commotion outside, stepped out, saw this scene, and immediately asked: "What are you doing? Why are you beating people?"

"Beat someone?" The head of the bodyguard frowned and said, "We belong to the Wu family in Suhang, so we're just teaching someone who doesn't have eyes."

After finishing speaking, he looked around at everyone again, and scolded: "Why don't you hurry up and get out? Is it itchy? Here today, I won't see a doctor for others. If you don't get out, be careful I'm impolite!" JrNovels.com