After the divorce, the beautiful president regretted it

"Brother Xiao, are you satisfied with the result of my handling?"

"Not satisfied!"

Xiao Chen said calmly: "I originally planned to deal with these clowns after today."

"I didn't expect Brother Zhu to take action first."

"Isn't it too cheap to just lock him up for a few days and apologize?"

Zhu Gaozhuo nodded, "I know what to do."

"Today is your special day, don't let these clowns affect this place."

"Yes!"

Xiao Chen nodded, agreeing with Zhu Gaozhuo's words.

He then asked, "Brother Zhu, when did you become the director of Jiangdong Yamen Hall?"

"It's a long story."

"Anyway, it's just a transition!"

"Speaking of which, I still want to hold you back, brother. Let's talk in detail when we have time."

Then some members of other families came one after another.

Not long after, Sun Xinghua and other acquaintances from Jiangcheng also came.

The opening of Renyitang can be said to be extremely prosperous.

Xiao Chen was not stingy and shared the brewed Qianli Zui with everyone.

However, because the quantity was limited, the idea of ​​packing it up and leaving Xiao Chen came to nothing.

Even so, everyone praised Qianli Zui to the sky, saying that the trip was well worth it.

Dinner is over.

Xiao Chen sent the guests to the door one by one.

Mo Pengfei came here mainly to inform Xiao Chen.

As soon as the banquet was over, he caught a flight back to the imperial capital.

Xiao Chen also learned from Zhu Gaozhuo that the overall form was complicated because of the Jiangdong Competition.

He came to sit in the Yamen Hall because of his political achievements.

The next day.

The afterglow of Ren Yi Tang was still there yesterday.

It will inevitably become a topic of conversation for everyone after dinner.

Xiao Chen had already arrived at Renyitang for its opening early.

I don’t know if it was because yesterday’s battle was so big that a middle-aged patient didn’t come until close to noon.

"Young man, I heard that your Renyi Tang is very good at treating patients."

Xiao Chen heard this and said humbly: "I dare not say it's awesome."

"Sir, if you want to see a doctor, please extend your hand and I will check your pulse."

The middle-aged man smiled and extended his right hand.

Xiao Chen put her finger on his pulse.

a long time!

Xiao Chen chuckled and said, "Sir, your pulse is strong and strong. He doesn't look like a sick person."

"I would like to ask sir, who is he?"

From the opponent's pulse, Xiao Chen felt an unprecedentedly strong internal force.

He had only seen such strong internal strength in his life.

A master in the Xiantian realm!

This word instantly appeared in Xiao Chen's mind.

Jiang Wenbin was stunned.

Isn't the other person a patient who comes to see a doctor?

Who else could it be?

Isn't it possible that Xiao Chen is still awake from the wine he drank last night?

The middle-aged man looked at Xiao Chen with a half-smile, "I don't understand what you mean. I'm just a patient here. Who else can I be?"

He sat back in his chair and asked, "What disease do I have?"

"As I said just now, your pulse is very strong. A man who is almost 60 years old has the body of a 30-year-old."

"And there is a strong internal force in the body that is fluctuating again."

"Sir, please explain your purpose of coming!"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Doctor Xiao, you really have two brushes."

boom!

The middle-aged man took action without warning.

Xiao Chen's and the opponent's palms met in the air, making a muffled sound.

The table was torn apart and scattered all over the floor.

Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes, "I wonder what you mean, sir?"

"Xiao Chen, you will never forget the Celestial Martial Alliance, right?"

Xiao Chen said calmly: "So, you are a member of the Celestial Martial Alliance."

"Are you here for revenge?"

Xiao Chen said coldly: "I can tell you that I did not kill the person."

"Whether you believe it or not."

"If you still want to fight, let's move to another place."

"Ren Medical Hall is a place for treatment, not a place for fighting."

"Sure enough, a hero is a boy!"

The middle-aged man laughed and said, "I am becoming more and more interested in you now."

"No wonder that old guy was defeated at your hands. He is so brave and resourceful that he is indeed not comparable to ordinary young people!"