Wanted to be a miracle doctor and became a defendant, so he decisively changed his career to become

Several cash transport trucks came and drove all the way towards the Song family, making Aunt Zhang and others who were cursing shut their mouths instantly.

"What...what is this for?"

"It looks like there are police officers with guns sitting inside."

"Are you here to arrest Song Bing?"

Seeing the policeman with a gun in the car, everyone was shocked, and then their eyes lit up.

"Oh, God finally opened his eyes, I said he committed a crime, now the police are here!"

"His money must have been stolen, retribution is coming, wait and see the good show!

After stealing so much money, he was definitely going to get shot. "

Aunt Zhang was immediately overjoyed and spoke quickly.

At this time, several cash transport trucks had also stopped outside the hospital of Dr. Song's home.

Several armed police officers got out of their cars and dispersed in an orderly manner.

Seeing this scene, Shi Daqiang and others felt even more secretly happy, with vicious eyes.

I wish Song Bing could be executed immediately on the spot.

To vent their hatred.

In the hospital, Song An's heart skipped a beat when he saw this scene.

The cheerful lame man and others also calmed down and looked at Song Bing, also full of worry.

Are these policemen really here to arrest Song Bing?

Song Bing was the only one at the scene who looked calm.

While everyone was holding their breath and guessing, the male bank manager who had met Song Bing before ran out of the leader's car.

When he saw Song Bing, he immediately bent down and apologized: "Mr. Song, I'm really sorry. The road in the village is narrow and I'm late."

"It's okay, just move them all over here and put them here."

Song Bing spoke calmly and pointed to the open space in front of him.

"Hey, good good."

Seeing that Song Bing was not blamed, the bank manager breathed a sigh of relief and quickly moved the money.

Ever since, a scene that shocked Shi Daqiang and others appeared.

The so-called police did not arrest Song Bing as they wished.

Instead, he started carrying boxes of unknown things to the yard of Song's house.

"Boom~"

However, the moment the box is opened.

Everyone was stunned and stared.

Because those were boxes of eye-catching hundred-dollar bills.

"Crash..."

A group of money transporters were like this, in front of everyone.

Carry boxes of brand-new bills from your car to your yard.

Then start stacking like bricks.

Box after box.

There were piles of money after piles of money.

Cars come one after another.

The scene fell silent except for the sound of cash carriers moving stacks of banknotes.

"Hi~"

Not calm anymore.

Aunt Zhang, Wang Ping, Song Jun... all the people who just a second ago were expecting Song Bing to be captured and shot by the police were no longer calm at all.

Not only did the police fail to arrest Song Bing, but they sent money to his home?

What's the point?

Looking at the bills piled higher and higher like bricks.

They only felt that their bodies were weak and their eyes were dizzy.

I have never seen so much money in my life.

Even if it is just moving bricks, it will take a long time, right?

stunned.

Shock.

fear.

numbness.

……

Various emotions instantly filled Aunt Zhang and others.

The cold wind blew by, gradually awakening their consciousness.

But what followed was unstoppable trembling.

They suddenly thought of what Song Bing said yesterday.

I want to repay Cripple and others.

Thinking of this, their pupils suddenly widened...

In the courtyard, Song An Laizi and others looked at the piles of brand-new banknotes that had been brought in at close range, and their eyes nearly popped out.

They even smelled the stench of copper.

I even thought of a possibility.

Song Bing, don't you want to pay them back?

But is this too much?

……

This transfer lasted for half an hour.

Everyone stared at this scene with wide eyes.

In addition to being shocked, I was still shocked.

Only Song Bing looked calm.

This amount of money is just the tip of the iceberg in terms of his current assets.

"Honorable Mr. Song, the money you want is all here, fifty million, every penny is worth."

At this time, the bank manager stepped forward and smiled respectfully.

"I took this money to repay the villagers, so I have to ask you to help me here as an accountant to divide the money."

Song Bing looked at the other party and smiled.

"It's an honor, it's an honor."

The bank manager was flattered, and then he couldn't hide his envious smile and said: "You are so kind to your relatives."

The conversation between the two people was clearly heard by everyone.

Cripple and others were shocked.

Outside the hospital, Aunt Zhang and others were not only shocked, but also had myocardial infarction...

“Dear fellow villagers, when my mother was critically ill, I would like to thank you for thinking of your family and being willing to spend money to help her.

Here today, to repay this kindness, I will repay it a thousand times. "

Song Bing spoke word by word and took out the IOU at the same time.

"Boom~"

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was shocked.

What is the concept of giving back a thousand times?

No one could believe it.

People outside the hospital became even more uneasy.

"Song Bing! We appreciate your kindness, but is a thousand times too much?"

People in the hospital felt a little flattered.

They didn't expect that a good deed in the past would be rewarded like this.

"Everyone deserves this." Song Bing smiled slightly, "Now, let's start distributing money."

"Uncle Fugui, borrow two thousand and pay back two million."

Wang Fugui's body trembled, and he looked at the large box of money handed to him like a dream.

This money can not only solve his family's difficulties, but also enable them to live in rural areas for a lifetime.

"Slight illness, thank you... thank you, Uncle Fugui, thank you for your kindness."

Wang Fugui took the money with tears in his eyes, bowed deeply to Song Bing, and almost knelt down.

"Sister Hongli, borrow one thousand and pay back one million."

Song Bing continued to read.

A widow who was still charming came forward, holding a pale little girl in her arms.

With this money, her child's future medicine will be secured.

And she no longer has to sell it.

"Sister Hongli, you are so kind, I believe the child will get well."

Song Bing smiled and sent his blessings, and at the same time stretched out his hand to pinch the girl's cute face.

[Ding ~ Successfully absorb coronary heart disease, merit +1]

"Thank you." Although it was just a blessing, Hongli still smiled gratefully at Song Bing.

Little did he know that the blessings from Divine Doctor Song were not something ordinary people could get...

"Uncle Zhao, borrow three thousand and pay back three million."

The lame man walked over with a cane and looked at the large boxes of money he had been given. He didn't know what to do with it.

The three thousand yuan was almost the savings he had left to marry his wife. He was so cruel that he lent it to Song An.

But he didn’t expect that in just one day, he would get three million in return?

With this kind of money, let alone a lame man, even a fool would have his wife pay for him.

"Uncle Zhao, I'm waiting for your wedding wine."

Song Bing stepped forward with a smile and gave the other party a hug.

[Ding ~ Successfully absorbed congenital leg deformity, merit +1]

"Hahaha, okay, let me lend you some good words." The lame man laughed with tears in his eyes.

"Grandpa Jianguo, borrow two thousand five hundred and give back two and a half million."

"Uncle Champion, borrow 1,500 yuan and pay back 1.5 million yuan."

"Aunt Erniu, borrow five hundred and pay back five hundred thousand."

……

Song Bing's voice was intertwined with the voice of carrying banknotes.

Echoes in this piece of heaven and earth.

Song Bing not only gave them money, but also quietly transformed into a miracle doctor and silently cured their illnesses...

People in the hospital were trembling.

People outside the hospital were also trembling.

The cold wind was blowing, and not only were their bodies feeling cold, but their hearts were also feeling cold.

They looked at the people in the courtyard, receiving boxes of money, which constantly stimulated their weak nerves.

Gradually, like zombies, they were approaching the courtyard of Song's house unknowingly.

His eyes widened and he couldn't help but swallow, his heart felt like being pricked by needles.

The greed and regret on his face could no longer be concealed.

……