The CEO’s flower-protecting dragon

The abacus was very good, but Qin Fan knew that Huang Xiangbei had evil intentions, so how could he be unprepared?

Seeing that he was about to kill him, Qin Fan slapped him on the shoulder and sent him flying away.

Faced with this sudden change, everyone was stunned.

Xue Delin's smile froze, and his face immediately darkened.

Although he admired Qin Fan's abilities, Huang Xiangbei was his disciple, how could he allow others to humiliate him?

He Dongchu's heart tightened. Xue Delin was famous for protecting his shortcomings. Why didn't he get angry now?

He quickly smoothed things over and said: "Their conflict has not been resolved yet. We will make it clear later. What deep hatred can there be between young people?"

He deliberately said that Qin Fan and Huang Xiangbei were young people, just to define the nature of the matter as a young man's slapstick, and to try to reduce big things to small things and trivial things to nothing.

Xue Delin said calmly: "I want to make it clear. It was just a verbal conflict at first, but now it has turned into a physical fight. How can I not make it clear?"

He Dongchu smiled bitterly and shook his head. He knew that this matter could not be solved simply. Doctor Qin was also true. Where there is a grudge, there is a grudge. Don't do it in person. Wouldn't it be better to slap him afterward?

When Ding Haisheng saw this, his heart almost burst into joy. He really made Xue Delin angry, and the consequences were not something ordinary people could bear.

No matter how loud the commotion outside was, it did not affect Qin Fan. After all the silver needles fell off, he pressed the acupuncture points on Mr. Ding's body several times and then made a success gesture to the outside.

Ding Kang'an, who could no longer hold himself back, hurriedly asked someone to open the glass door. Everyone filed in and began to check Mr. Ding's body.

"Doctor Qin, are you okay?" He Dongchu asked worriedly, seeing Qin Fan's pale face and sloppy steps.

"It's nothing, I just overexerted myself. I'll be fine after taking a rest."

Qin Fan took a long breath and used the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Sect and the Dead Tree Spring Needle Technique continuously, almost exhausting his energy and physical strength.

Last time, a single acupuncture technique called Dead Tree Blooming had consumed all his energy. Fortunately, Mr. Ding was in much better physical condition than Ai Hong, otherwise it would still be a question of whether he could complete the acupuncture technique.

"Okay, really good!"

Only one person was heard shouting: "Mr. Ding's pulse is stable and strong. This is the pulse of a normal person!"

Others gathered around Mr. Ding, marveling that a man they thought would definitely die was actually saved. This was really a miracle!

Just as Qin Fan was about to sit down and regain his energy, Xue Delin came over and said with a bad look: "Qin Fan, I have nothing to say about your acupuncture skills, but you hit my apprentice for no reason. Why is that?"

"Master, you have to make the decision for your disciples. I just saw that Qin Fan was too tired and wanted to help, but he didn't know what happened, and he suddenly knocked me away."

When Huang Xiangbei saw Xue Delin looking like he was going to attack the enemy, he complained first and put all the blame on Qin Fan.

Xue Delin's face turned darker and he said angrily: "Xiang Bei said something that offended you before, but he also sincerely regretted it. Don't you even give him this chance?"

Everyone who was still observing Mr. Ding's condition couldn't help but stop. Although they didn't have a good impression of the people from the Northern Sect, they had seen the scene of Qin Fan beating him very clearly, and they were all curious about what happened.

Qin Fan held his forehead with his hand, his head was dizzy and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

"I don't think it's that simple. I'd better ask clearly before talking."

He Dongchu felt that Qin Fan didn't look like that kind of impulsive person, so he stood up and spoke for him.

"We can see clearly with dozens of pairs of eyes, why do we need to ask?" Xue Delin snorted coldly: "I understand that young people have tempers, but this is not a big mistake. As for hitting people?"

"Cough cough..."

At this time, Mr. Ding coughed weakly, opened his eyes, and said feebly: "You have all misunderstood."

"grandfather!"

"dad!"

The Ding family members screamed with joy, and one by one they came forward to say hello.

Mr. Ding sat up with the help of two people. Although his face was still very pale, his energy was much better.

He showed a relieved smile to everyone and said: "Everyone has worked hard for my old bones, thank you."

"You're welcome, Mr. Ding. It's a doctor's job to treat illnesses and save people."

"Ashamed, we didn't do anything."

A group of traditional Chinese medicine doctors said awkwardly that the Ding family's fee for visiting them was quite high, but so far, they have done nothing.

Xue Delin said in a deep voice: "Mr. Ding, you said there was a misunderstanding. What misunderstanding is there?"

Old Ding glanced at Huang Xiangbei, smiled slightly, and said coldly: "When Divine Doctor Qin was treating me, I was always conscious."

It’s over!I am done!

Upon hearing this, Huang Xiangbei's face turned pale, and his body trembled involuntarily, as if all his life had been sucked away.

Xue Delin seemed to have guessed something, and his lips moved: "Mr. Ding, what's going on?"

Mr. Ding's eyes turned cold and he shouted loudly: "You are so cruel, you want my life!"

"what?"

Everyone was shocked and all their eyes were on Huang Xiangbei.

Xue Delin's voice trembled: "Mr. Ding, you can't say such nonsense."

Mr. Ding said: "I heard very clearly that Huang Xiangbei wanted to take the opportunity to kill me and frame the crime for marrying Dr. Qin. With such vicious thoughts, he is not worthy of being a doctor!"

Xue Delin was disheartened. Mr. Ding and Huang Xiangbei had no grievances and there was no need to frame him, so this matter was most likely true.

"Xiang Bei, why are you doing this?"

thump!

Huang Xiangbei's legs softened and he knelt on the ground. He said with a tearful tone: "Master, I did something wrong because of my obsession. Please forgive me."

Xue Delin said angrily: "I have always taught you that you must be down-to-earth as a person and be benevolent as a doctor. Have you turned a deaf ear to my words?"

Huang Xiangbei remained silent, pointed at Ding Haisheng's broken jar and said, "It's him! He gave me 1000 million and asked me to kill Mr. Ding while Qin Fan was treating his illness, so that the blame could be pinned on both Qin Fan and Mr. Ding. "

Wow!

An uproar!

Mr. Ding glared at Ding Haisheng, unable to hide the coldness in his eyes.

"Little bastard, I've never offended you, why are you trying to frame me?"

Ding Haisheng squeezed out from the crowd, yelled at Huang Xiangbei, then looked at Mr. Ding and whispered: "Dad, you know me, how can I have the guts to pay for someone to kill someone?"

Huang Xiangbei angrily took out the check, raised it above his head and said, "This is the check from Ding Haisheng. It has his signature on it, which proves that I didn't lie!"

Ding Haisheng gritted his teeth and defended: "This money is for the medical treatment of my son Ding Hua. You actually used the medical fees to frame me?"

"Oh, you don't admit it, right? I also have evidence!"

Huang Xiangbei's facial features were distorted, and he was determined to drag him into trouble, "I knew that this matter was very relevant, and I was afraid that you would make me a scapegoat, so I secretly recorded the audio. I have the audio on my phone. If you don't believe me, you can listen to it. !”