In a VIP ward in the Provincial People's Hospital.

After listening to the call from Sun Dongquan, Wan Guoming's wife Cao Xueli rose and fell violently, and her face burst into unconcealed anger.

"Xueli, what did Mr. Sun say?" Wan Guoming, who was lying down, asked inquiring. He saw that his wife was in a wrong mood.

Cao Xueli said coldly: "When is this? Sun Dongquan dares to put on airs? He even made such rude requests to us. What do he think he is?"

Then, Cao Xueli briefly said the matter on the phone.

After hearing that the miracle doctor Sun Dongquan knew needed to charge 1 billion in treatment fees and let them go to Hell Training Camp for treatment by themselves.

Wan Guoming's face turned completely gloomy: "What a Sun Dongquan! What is he doing? I think he will not want to develop traditional Chinese medicine in Nanyun in the future."

One billion is not a small amount! Besides, he is the top leader of Nan Yun, and his feet are at risk of amputation at any time. He still has to come to the door to receive treatment by himself?

Cao Xueli adjusted her mood: "Guo Ming, Sun Dongquan said it very clearly on the phone. If we don't go by ourselves, then he will not interfere in this matter again."

Wan Guoming's legs were very rotten, and the hospital temporarily gave him a painkiller injection. At present, experts from the Provincial People's Hospital unanimously agreed that the limbs must be amputated as soon as possible.

"Hell Training Camp." Wan Guoming muttered, and he also knew the origin of the Hell Training Camp. Could it be that the miracle doctor Sun Dongquan mentioned was the imperial doctor who treated the great people in the capital?

But even the imperial doctors in Beijing don’t have to be so expensive!

"Dad, the old guy named Sun, is he crazy about money? I think he must have taken the commission from it. This kind of old guy must give him some color."

A young man in his twenties had a ruthless look in his eyes. He was Wan Guoming's son Wan Yu. He was a very famous young man in Nanyun. There were many women he had played with. Some people even jumped off the building and committed suicide after being forced to do so. But he had nothing to do.

"Director Jiang, is there really no other treatment method in your hospital?" Wan Guoming looked at an old man in his sixties in the ward.

Jiang Zhongfu, director of the Provincial People's Hospital.

"After research by experts in our hospital, amputation is the best way to do it now. If the disease on the thigh spreads to other parts, it will be even more difficult at that time." Jiang Zhongfu replied.

"Director Jiang, do you think if it was the imperial physician who treated the leaders of the capital, could they treat my legs?" Wan Guoming asked with a gloomy face.

After thinking for a while, Jiang Zhongfu said, "I have seen imperial doctors in Beijing take action several times. Their medical skills are indeed outstanding. If there is imperial doctors in Beijing take action, even if you cannot recover, it can at least relieve the condition on your legs."

Hearing words.

Wan Guoming said: "Now go to Hell Training Camp immediately."

There is no other choice for him. Could it be that he wants to stay here and wait for amputation?

"Dad, are you really going to pay one billion?" Wan Yu asked unhappily.

Wan Guoming smiled: "Xiaoyu, don't worry about this. I'll wait until he's cured my legs first. We're paying it slowly. We can pay it back ten, twenty, or even thirty years. What if he dies in two years? We can't blame us."

Jiang Zhongfu frowned tightly. He was very disgusted with Wan Guoming, but the other party was Nan Yun's top leader after all. It is said that he would be transferred to the province in a few days and would most likely become the third leader of the province.

Jiang Zhongfu thought it was Sun Dongquan who hired an imperial doctor, but the treatment fee of one billion yuan was really shocking.

He planned to follow and see the level of the imperial doctor: "I will go with you. If there is any situation along the way, I can provide timely treatment."

...

And at this time.

In Hell Training Camp.

After Sun Dongquan called Wanjia, he stood aside and said nothing, looking at Chen Feng with a little face.

He could see that Chen Feng was not interested in taking action, maybe it was really for his sake.

Suddenly.

Chen Feng's face changed suddenly. He walked outside the room and looked into the dark night sky.

He felt extremely depressed in his heart.

This feeling came too suddenly, which gave him a bad premonition. Could it be that something happened in the fairy world?

The world he controls was created by himself. Although he has left the fairy world now and is extremely far away from the fairy world, if something goes wrong with the small world he created, he will feel uncomfortable.

He crossed the void after space.

In the endless void, many of these monsters are enough to compete with the Immortal Emperor, and even above him. Otherwise, after returning to Earth, he would not have ended up losing all his cultivation.

He has just entered the cultivation level of the Immortal Emperor in the Immortal Realm, and he is not the strongest Immortal Emperor.

There are also differences between the Immortal Emperor.

Chen Feng also had many enemies in the fairy world. However, when he left the fairy world, he arranged many powerful formations in the small world he created.

In addition, the people under his command have good cultivation, and there are two immortal emperors who have a good relationship with him. If there is something wrong with him in control of the world, they will never stand by and watch.

But where does this repression come from?

A faint uneasy spread in his body. After a long time, the depression and anxiety slowly disappeared.

"Master Shen, what's wrong with you?" Ding Tianhu couldn't help asking.

Chen Feng waved his hand and signaled that he was fine. Did he say he was over-concerned? He returned to the room.

It's not a matter of going back to the fairy world now. He has left a lot of trump cards in the small world he created. All his three beautiful female apprentices know that relying on the powerful trump cards he left behind, at least it will be no problem to save his life.

Chen Feng ignored Cai Chunlong and others in the room. He closed his eyes again, and the Emperor's Art in his body slowly moved, and his emotions began to become calmer and calmer.

Time passes by minute by minute.

Cai Chunlong and others had no intention of going to bed.

Ding Tianhu's cell phone suddenly rang, and the person guarding at the gate of the Hell Training Camp called, saying that he claimed that he was from the Wan family in Nanyun who wanted to come in.

Ding Tianhu said on the phone: "Take them to me and remember not to let them walk around."

After hearing Ding Tianhu's words, Sun Dongquan knew that Wan Guoming must have arrived here. After hesitating for a while, he went out to take it. After this time, he thought that the favor he owed had been paid back and he didn't want to have anything to do with Wan Guoming in the future.

Zhao Yi walked out with his master.

Cai Chunlong and Ding Tianhu had no plans to go out, so it is more important to stay in the room to accompany Master Shen. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!