world famous doctor

Chapter 131
"I know I was wrong, please help me this time."

Zhu Dayong begged in a low voice.

"Exactly how much money do you owe me?" Zhou Chen asked in a deep voice.

Listening to the tone of Zhou Chen's question, Zhu Dayong realized that he had decided to help him.

Zhu Dayong suddenly became excited:

"Actually, I only lost 2 yuan at the time, but the man said that it is compound interest. After so long, the interest plus the principal has to be paid back to him 20 yuan."

Zhou Chen got angry when he heard it.

He stood up abruptly and said:

"If you lose 2, you will only be compensated 2. Where did you get 20? Isn't it obvious that he is blackmailing you!"

Zhou Chen's big reaction was quite beyond Zhu Dayong's expectations.

He raised his head to look at Zhou Chen, and advised cautiously:

"Forget it, if you can raise it, try to raise 20 yuan to compensate him, and let the matter rest, that person will not be offended!"

Zhou Chen was filled with indignation and said with an extremely tough attitude:
"There is no such reason in the world. Take me to find that person tomorrow morning, and I will have a good talk with him!"

Zhu Dayong stopped talking, his brows furrowed tightly, and he fell into deep thought and infinite worry.

Zhou Chen sat down, the more he thought about it, the more depressed he panicked.

He thought for a moment, then stood up again:

"Forget it, Dayong, now you take me to find that person."

"What now?..."

Zhou Dayong was taken aback for a moment, feeling that Zhou Chen's words were without warning.

"Or...or tomorrow..."

Zhu Dayong didn't have any mental preparations in his heart, he raised his head and looked at Zhou Chen with a slightly fearful gaze.

Zhou Chen's face was full of frost, and he lifted Zhu Dayong up, and said in a cold voice:
"Let's go, take me to find him!"

Startled for a moment, Zhu Dayong had no choice but to take heavy steps and brought Zhou Chen to a club.

Standing at the door, Zhu Dayong was a bit timid.

"Old cousin, that's it."

Without hesitation, they stepped in together.

After inquiring, Zhu Dayong's creditor was in box 333.

When Zhou Chen pushed the door open and entered, there were about 10 people sitting in the box, men and women. They were holding wine glasses, talking and laughing, and they were so happy.

At this moment, they suddenly became quiet, and cast their eyes on Zhou Chen at the same time.

Zhou Chen turned around and asked:

"Dayong, who is your creditor here?"

Zhu Dayong, who was hiding behind him, raised his hand and pointed at a burly bald man in the crowd.

"he."

Zhou Chen and the bald head looked at each other, looking somewhat familiar.

The bald head also recognized Zhou Chen at a glance.

He is Li Liang. He went to Bao Chai Tang Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic for acupuncture because of low back pain.

That day, Li Liang, who didn't understand acupuncture, pricked his bangs indiscriminately, but failed to do it properly. At that time, Li Liang threatened to destroy the medical center.

Later, Zhou Chen came forward and immediately cured his waist disease with acupuncture.

Li Liang changed his attitude at that moment and wanted to make friends with Zhou Chen.

But Zhou Chen refused in a cold voice without any politeness.

This made Li Liang, who lost face, hold a grudge, and has always been brooding about it.

"Doctor Zhou?"

Li Liang spoke first.

With a compelling aura on his body, Zhou Chen stepped forward and threw the 2 yuan on the table.

"This is the money my cousin owes you. I will pay it back for him now, and you will settle the matter in the future!"

Liu Liang smiled, looked at Zhu Dayong behind Zhou Chen, with a disdainful disdain on the corner of his mouth.

"Doctor Zhou, I didn't expect this kid to be your cousin?"

At this time, Zhu Dayong's heart was full of fear.

He replied tremblingly: "Brother Liang, you can accept this money, we will not owe each other in the future...".

Li Liang secretly clenched his fists, narrowed his eyes, and flashed a flash of anger:

"Do not owe each other? What about the remaining 18?"

Zhou Chen looked at Li Liang with stern eyes, and said coldly:
"My cousin gambles with you, if you owe 2, you will pay back 2."

"That's right, he lost 2 at that time, but the compound interest has already reached 20."

As he spoke, Li Liang's expression gradually turned gloomy.

He smiled sinisterly:

"However, since Dr. Zhou spoke up for him today, I have to give you face. How about this, I will give you another three months to slowly raise the remaining 18, don't worry."

"If you want the 2, just accept it. If you don't want it, don't even think about it!"

The words that came out of Zhou Chen's mouth suddenly surprised Zhu Dayong behind him.

Isn't this obviously a provocation to Li Liang?
Zhu Dayong glanced at the strong men standing beside Li Liang. If he started to fight, wouldn't he and Zhou Chen's asses be blown up?
Li Liang pondered for a while.

He reached out and took the 2 yuan on the coffee table and weighed it in his hand.

Then a new idea suddenly popped up in my mind.

He looked up at Zhu Dayong, pointed at him and said:

"It's not impossible, 2 is 2, but... you have to drink all the wine on the table."

On the coffee table, there are at least dozens of bottles of beer, all of which have just been opened and have not been touched.

Zhou Dayong's figure flickered, his legs felt weak, and he almost couldn't stand upright.

This is obviously the other party making things difficult for him.

"I'll drink it for him!"

After Zhou Chen's voice fell, he picked up the wine bottle and blew down bottle after bottle.

At first, no one took it seriously.

It's just a drink of beer. Anyone who can drink well can blow 10 bottles of 8 bottles.

But Zhou Chen is different.

His stomach was like a bottomless pit, and the coffee table filled with beer soon emptied more than half of it.

The people present were a little confused looking at it.

I really can't believe that Zhou Chen can drink so much.

Even if it wasn't beer, with so much water, an ordinary person's stomach would probably burst.

In about 10 minutes, Zhou Chen drank all the beer on the table.

After placing the last empty beer bottle heavily on the table, he hiccupped and said back:

"Dayong, let's go!"

"stop!"

Li Liang behind him suddenly called out to stop them.

Looking back, Zhou Chen glanced at everyone very calmly.

"What else do you want?"

Li Liang raised his hand and pointed at Zhu Dayong again:

"I just asked him to drink, who agreed to let you drink for him?"

Zhou Chen's face turned ugly.

He replied coldly, "Are you trying to provoke something?"

The atmosphere in the box became increasingly solemn.

Zhu Dayong's heart trembled violently, and he hastily confessed:
"Brother Liang, please let me go."

Zhou Chen raised his hand to shut him up and said expressionlessly:
"You don't need to beg him, let me tell him."

Zhou Chen approached Li Liang again.

The big men standing beside Li Liang stared at him vigilantly, and might attack Zhou Chen at any time.

At this moment, on Li Liang's body, people could already smell a strong murderous aura.

"It's not me who picks things up, you're clearly trying to renege on your debt."

"Whatever you think!" Zhou Chen replied lightly.

The momentum exuded from his body seemed to be stronger than that of Li Liang.

Li Liang couldn't bear it anymore, so he yelled, picked up a beer bottle and smashed it on the edge of the table.

Holding the half sharp glass beer bottle in his hand, he stabbed fiercely at Zhou Chen's neck.

(End of this chapter)