Big guy training program

Chapter 113 Will You Beat Me To Death?

"Uncle Pan, I was really sorry just now!" Yang Chen explained, he felt it was necessary.

"It's not a big deal, you think very well!" Pan Changlin didn't care, and praised him, his eyes were full of admiration.

To be able to think so much at Yang Chen's age is already very rare in Pan Changlin's eyes. He had a good impression of Yang Chen in his heart, so naturally he would not be stingy with his words.

There are no five fingers who can get the praise of Pan Changlin. His evaluation of Yang Chen is so high, the more he looks at Yang Chen, the more he likes it.

"Where is that!" Yang Chen scratched his head in embarrassment.

"I'm afraid that Cheng Jing will find out something. Although this temporarily confuses him, there is still a big loophole. I'm afraid he will react when he goes back!" He became serious again, expressing his worries.

"Don't worry, with my Pan family here, it is impossible for him to act rashly. Even if he really guessed something and revealed this secret, I will try my best to prevent him from spreading it, but you also know that paper can't cover fire, It may not be possible to kill all the news!"

Pan Changlin patted Yang Chen on the shoulder, comforted him, and said the worst result.

"Uncle Laopan is here!"

Yang Chen's face was serious. If Cheng Jing really guessed something and revealed the news, Yang Chen would definitely be in trouble.

There will definitely be many people who will come to him for treatment, either using money or power as a bargaining chip. How can he have so much time to treat others, and the final result can only be rejected, which will cause him to offend these doctors people.

It’s okay for rich people, if you reject it, you reject it, but if you reject these people who are officials, then the situation is different.

These people are the most difficult to deal with. If you don’t treat them, they will use various means to suppress you. After all, they have great power in their hands, and many people will work hard for them.

Fortunately, with Pan Changlin around, officials of low rank didn't dare to look for their own affairs. Pan Changlin had his own contacts in the officialdom, and they should not be underestimated.

I'm afraid that if Xiao Xiami doesn't make trouble for him, the one who makes trouble for him will be a big shark, the kind that even the Pan family can't solve.

If such a situation really happened, it would be okay if he was kind to himself. Yang Chen would treat them while he had enough time and did not harm his body, but if they refused to let go, Yang Chen would not compromise.

It is still a long way to say these things now, even if Cheng Jing finds out now and passes the news out, it will not reach the ears of the big shots so quickly. Although he is worried now, who can be sure that he will not have Xiao Qian when the time comes? Can you compete against these people?

"How is Mr. Pan's condition after yesterday's treatment?"

Yang Chen asked, since he came back yesterday, he hasn't asked about Pan Zhen's situation. Judging from Pan Changlin's performance, there shouldn't be any serious problems.

"The situation has improved compared to the previous two days, and today's situation has not changed!" Pan Changlin was a little helpless, looking at Yang Chen with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

Of course Yang Chen saw his expression, and thought to himself, "Well, if I say that I can't cure Pan Zhen, will Pan Changlin beat me to death!"

"Since this is the case, I will treat Mr. Pan later. You know, Uncle Pan, that I will have no strength after each treatment, and I can just sleep. Otherwise, there will be conflicts in the time of treatment during the day!"

He explained that if Pan Zhen was not treated during the day, he was afraid that the Pan family would have opinions.

"I understand, you have to sleep at night anyway, which just solves your weakness!" said Pan Changlin, who was considerate.

"However, Yang Chen, I still have to say what should be said. If you feel that your body can't take it anymore, you can say it. I can understand and I won't have any opinions!" He looked at Yang Chen seriously. He said it from the bottom of his heart.

What he said made Yang Chen a little embarrassed. Although he originally thought so, but the Pan family could understand, Yang Chen was very happy. This made him completely trust the Pan family in his heart, and he couldn't get rid of it. alert.

On the other side, Cheng Jing, who was some distance away from Pan's Manor, couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

"Bah!" He spat out a mouthful of saliva, and he used this method to eliminate the anger in his heart.

"Mom, mom, look at this old man spitting everywhere!"

This scene was seen by a mother and daughter passing by. The little girl let go of her mother's little hand, moved her little feet, trotted to Cheng Jing's not far away, pointed at Cheng Jing and said in a childish voice.

"Niuniu, come here!" The mother shouted from behind, trying to call the little girl back.

"Grandpa, it's wrong to do this!" The little girl's chubby face unexpectedly showed a serious expression, and she was speaking in a lesson-like tone, just like a little adult.

The corners of Cheng Jing's mouth twitched twice, but he couldn't get angry again. He was a child, and he didn't care about Cheng Jing. He had no reason to be angry. Although he was still angry, he knew that the little girl didn't make it up by herself. object.

The mother in the distance also walked over quickly, picked up the little girl, and smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, the child is still young, don't take it to heart!"

"It's okay!" Cheng Jing responded dryly.

The mother and daughter didn't stay longer, and the mother left with the little girl in her arms. The two didn't know each other, so naturally it was impossible to chat.

Although the two left, a faint voice still reached Cheng Jing's ears: "Mom, that old man is spitting everywhere!" It was the voice of a little girl.

"Niuniu, don't be as unqualified as that person, do you hear me?" The little girl's mother thought that Cheng Jing couldn't hear her, so she taught the little girl a life lesson using Cheng Jing as an example.

"En!" The little girl responded crisply, and nodded her head violently.

When Cheng Jing, who was already in a bad mood, heard this passage, his heart was like a powder keg that had been ignited, already on the verge of exploding.

"Ah!" He wanted to yell to vent the irritability in his heart, and the old man's roar came out.

"Mom, run, grandpa is crazy!" The little girl also screamed, urging her mother to hug her.

Her mother also heard Cheng Jing's cry: "It's unlucky to meet a lunatic!"

He muttered, but the speed did not slow down, and soon disappeared out of Cheng Jing's field of vision.

Cheng Jing, who yelled, didn't vent all his depression in his heart. When he saw the trash can not far away, his malice surged up. This was his next target to vent.

After two steps in the run-up, the wrinkles on Cheng Jing's face were tightened by his force, and he stomped his feet and ran over.

Naturally, his speed cannot be compared with that of young people, but that also depends on who he is compared with. I am afraid that most old people of the same age do not have his speed.

"Ah!" He screamed again, and resolutely rushed to the trash can that made him extremely uncomfortable.

"Bang!" The trash can was kicked over without accident under the strong action. This is a movable trash can, which is convenient for the cleaning staff to clean.

But the disadvantage is also obvious, that is, there is a force acting on the trash can, and the trash can will move, or turn upside down as it is now.

Maybe the cleaning staff didn't have time to clean up in time, and Cheng Jing kicked the garbage out of the trash can.

Banana peels, apple cores, used paper towels, etc. They continue to ferment in the hot summer weather, and the dirty water after oxidation is all released.

Cheng Jing, who bears the brunt of it, took a sip and immediately rolled his eyes. The taste can only be described as sour and refreshing, and what's even more ominous is that the mouth of the trash can was right on Cheng Jing's trouser legs.

All kinds of fruit peel sewage poured mercilessly onto his trouser legs, much like the silent resistance of the trash can.

(End of this chapter)