I Became the Rich Second-Generation Villain

Wang Haoran was blowing in the wind on the rooftop, looking down at the night view around him .

At this time, Feng Rao has been away for several minutes.

Wang Haoran sighed as he looked at his tired hand.

I thought to myself, I still try not to be alone with Feng Rao in the future.

This time, it’s my own hands that are tired, and it won’t be the next time.

Wang Haoran continued to blow the wind for a while, also left the roof, walked down the corridor, and soon reached the floor of the Yan Yuntian ward.

As soon as the footsteps fell on the corridor floor of this floor, a figure walked out behind the bathroom door not far away.

It is Yun Churan.

However, Yun Churan just glanced at Wang Haoran lightly, and then each minding their own business was going to return to Yan Yuntian's ward.

Wang Haoran speeds up his walk, catches up, and walks side by side with her.

"Even the major event of marriage must be dominated by others. Do you think this is a kind of sorrow?" Wang Haoran's words clearly meant something.

Yun Churan paused when he heard it, and then continued to move forward. At the same time, he also said aloud: "Yan Yuntian is the Young Master of Fengxi Mountain, himself It's also very good. It's a good match. Why should I feel sad?"

Just now in the ward, she had seen that Wang Haoran was at odds with Yan Yuntian. It can be completely guessed that Wang Haoran is trying to destroy the relationship between himself and Yan Yuntian. As Yan Yuntian's fiancee, she naturally stood on Yan Yuntian's side to speak for him.

"Yan Yuntian may be good, but he can't give you a blessing." Wang Haoran said meaningfully.

Yun Churan doesn't care about the so-called happiness, because she doesn't like Yan Yuntian at all. But from a standpoint, I can’t say that, so I said:

"You don't need to worry about it, I will be very happy."

"It seems you misunderstood my words Meaning, I'm talking about the sex of character." Wang Haoran tilted his head and moved towards her laughed.

Yun Churan startled, as he became embarrassed, "You disciple, talk nonsense again, be careful that I'm not polite to you."

"I kindly remind you Don’t believe it, otherwise, it’s too late to regret when you really marry." Wang Haoran looked like a good old man.

"Nonsense." Yun Churan only treated him as talk nonsense. After leaving these four words, he also lost the thought of talking with Wang Haoran, and walked forward quickly, and soon walked into Yan Yuntian's ward.

Wang Haoran gave a weird smile and slowly followed.

"It's late, do you want to go back to rest?" Feng Xuansu stepped forward and asked in a low voice when Wang Haoran was back.

"Don't worry, wait a while." Wang Haoran laughed. There will be a good show soon. Wouldn't it be a pity to leave now?

After waiting for about ten minutes, Yu Ning invited Bian Suwen here.

Yan Feipeng and Feng Rao stepped forward and greeted them kindly.

Bian Suwen responded politely, then turned his gaze and looked at Wang Haoran in the room, but he didn't go to say hello.

Because the two of them had passed the qi before, they had to pretend to be unfamiliar.

"Divine Doctor, this is my son's inspection report and injury judgment. Do you want to go through it?" Yan Feipeng handed over a stack of papers and films and showed them to Bian Suwen Look.

After Bian Suwen glanced over, her eyebrows furrowed tightly and her face became dark.

After seeing Yan Feipeng, he became nervous and asked quickly: "Is there something wrong?"

"The injury to Young Master is very serious." Bian Suwen said solemnly.

"I heard the doctor from the hospital say that after a few months of recuperation, he can move freely. How could it be serious?" Yan Feipeng wondered.

"If you just want to move freely, of course it's not serious. But if you recuperate and restore the former military force cultivation base, then..." Bian Suwen stopped talking. .

Yan Yuntian suddenly panicked when he heard it, "Divine Doctor, do you mean that these injuries will affect my military force cultivation base?"

"Yes, you After the injury, I estimate that only 30% of the cultivation base will remain." Bian Suwen said sternly.

When Yan Yuntian heard it, his face pale because of the serious injury, white again.

Because of the hidden illness, his cultivation base has stagnated. Last time, he was hit by Ning Aoxue to humiliate him.

But even so, with Yan Yuntian's cultivation base, he can still be called a Martial Dao genius who can be counted on one's fingers in the hidden world.

But if you lose 70% on this basis, you will become mediocre.

This is what Yan Yuntian cannot accept anyway.

"Can that be treated?" Yan Yuntian asked anxiously.

"It's okay, but..." Bian Suwen said halfway, then stopped.

Yan Yuntian is almost dying.

"Divine Doctor, you can speak directly if you have something to say." Yan Feipeng said next to him.

“It’s like this. To heal Young Master’s injuries, you need a few medicine ingredients that are rare in the world, and these medicine ingredients are handed down from the Immortal Valley.” Bian Suwen hinted. .

Yan Feipeng knows, rich and imposing said: "You can open the price."

Hearing this, Bian Suwen stretched out a finger.

"One hundred million? Okay, no problem." Yan Feipeng readily agreed.

Although the 100 million consultation fee is high, it is nothing to him.

However, Bian Suwen moved towards him and shook his head.

"Billions?" Yan Feipeng browsed slightly wrinkle.

Bian Suwen shook his head again.

"Ten billion is too high." Yan Feipeng was very dissatisfied.

"It's 100 billion." Seeing that he had not guessed it several times, Bian Suwen said it directly.

"One hundred billion?!" Yan Feipeng's face twitched.

"Yes, one hundred billion, one point less will not work." Bian Suwen looked completely unconvinced.

Yan Feipeng hesitated.

Although he can get one hundred billion, it is undoubtedly more painful than cutting meat.

Seeing that Yan Feipeng didn’t respond for a long time, Bian Suwen said: “I am not the only Divine Doctor in this world. You can also ask for a brilliant.”

After that, Want to leave.

Feng Rao was afraid that Wang Haoran would be unhappy, so when it came to treating Yan Yuntian, he chose not to say a word.

"Wait a minute." Yan Feipeng stopped her.

In today's hidden world, the physicians who seek medical treatment in Immortal Valley are the most famous and the most profound in medical skills. And Bian Suwen, as the Valley Master of Immortal Valley, is there anyone in the world who has better medical skills than her?

If you don't seek her treatment, who else can you call?

"One hundred billion is one hundred billion, but I have no cash flow, and I have to use assets to offset it." Yan Feipeng said.

"No problem." Bian Suwen stopped and turned back, smiled and said, then walked to the bedside, and said to Yan Yuntian:

"I need to check in detail so that more Understand your condition."

Yan Yuntian nodded, said to Yan Feipeng: "Father, you all avoid it."

He is guilty for fear of being detected for hidden diseases, so he naturally thinks To distract everyone and be alone with Bian Suwen.

"No need to avoid it, I use the suspension wire to diagnose the pulse." While speaking, Bian Suwen took out the tools he brought and sat down on the stool by the bed.

flicks with the finger, the silk thread flew out, entangled Yan Yuntian's wrist.

Bian Suwen closed her eyes slightly, pressing her white fingers in the silk thread, perceiving it carefully.

After dozens of seconds, he slowly opened his eyes with a solemn expression.

Yan Yuntian suddenly had a bad feeling, and hurriedly said: "Divine Doctor, if you have anything, you can tell me alone!"

"Divine Doctor, If you have something to say, it doesn't matter!" Yan Feipeng cared about his son and wanted to know.

"What is the condition of my fiancé?" Yun Churan also asked with concern.