Yang Xin's movements slowed down. She recalled it for a while, but then she did not stop it.

Feng Yanhe has been sick for more than a month. At the beginning of the period, Feng Yanhe's consciousness was still clear, so he instructed Yang Xin many times that if he fell into a coma, no doctor was allowed to touch his body.

Unless it is a medical doctor called Blue Sky.

Also as a researcher in traditional Chinese medicine, Feng Yanhe certainly knows his physical condition.

He has not yet left this world, but coma and confusion are inevitable.

"Then, then look at it, but you'd better not touch my dad. After all, Dr. Wall ordered that no one can touch it!"

Yang Xin still agreed to the investigation of the blue sky.

In Yang Xin's impression, she thought Lantian should be a master in the traditional Chinese medicine industry, after all, what her father Feng Yanhe said was so amazing.

It is precisely because of this that Yang Xin was originally aiming to let Lantian treat her.

However, when she saw that Lan Tian was just a young boy, this idea was dispelled by her.

Although he is a young boy with a somewhat different temperament.

When Yang Xin was stunned, Lantian had already passed him and then he stretched his finger on Fengyan River's pulse.

Then, he frowned.

The pulse was a mess! It was complicated and the internal organs were damaged to varying degrees, which was obviously caused by hormones that were effective.

"What medicine did you inject to Mr. Feng?"

Lan Tian stared at Yang Xin and asked.

Yang Xin spread her hands, shrugged her shoulders, and said indifferently: "How could I know that I am not a doctor either!"

"Where is that doctor named Wall?"

Lantian then asked.

Unexpectedly, he had only been away for a month. Yinlin City, the so-called traditional Chinese medicine holy land in Jiangling Province, was actually caused by a person from the outside world! Yang Xin was about to say something, but there was a sound of smashing the door outside! To be precise, it was destruction, and it was even beyond the range of smashing! Yang Xin then trembled all over, and then kept muttering: "It's over, it's over, it's broken, they are here again, and there is no restless life to live!"

Lan Tian thought about it and thought that the people outside were probably the so-called gambling people! But he had a plan and stood up and wanted to walk out the door! "What are you doing?"

Yang Xin grabbed Lan Tian's sleeve, just to prevent him from leaving the room.

"Doctor Wall is here? I'll go and open the door for him and communicate with him about Mr. Feng's condition!"

However, Yang Xin's palm was so tight that she grabbed the blue sky, but she didn't let go.

"You're crazy, those people are not Dr. Wall! They are here to ask for debt!"

Yang Xin squeezed out a few words from her teeth and said fiercely.

Now she wishes to tear the blue sky into pieces and throw it into the house.

At this time, he, an outsider, was making trouble at Feng's house, which was adding fuel to the fire.

The force of the blue sky was always pushing hard outside, just like the force of the person smashing the door outside.

"If the door is opened, we have to use a forced method!"

The person outside said coldly.

At this time, Lan Tian also withdrew his strength, then pointed at Feng Cheng and said, "You, go outside and open the door!"

Feng Cheng saw Lantian pointing at him, subconsciously stood up from the stool, and then obediently moved slowly towards the door.

Yang Xin was disguised with her hair and shouted, "Are you crazy? If those people outside come in, your father will die. Why are you going to open the door?"

"If you want to save your grandpa, go and open the door!"

Feng Cheng thought about it in place, and then decisively chose grandpa among his father and grandpa! Lan Tian clearly saw that since he entered the room, the father mentioned by Yang Xin had almost no emotional fluctuations in Feng Cheng's eyes. This was not something that a normal father-son relationship could be produced.

Then, Yang Xin grabbed Lantian's clothes, tore against each other hard, and shouted: "Did you also want to get a share of the Feng family's property because you are friends?

Are you trying to ruin my good things?"

After asking this, Lan Tian stopped exerting force, but pointed his backhand and pointed it on Yang Xin's back. The latter was immediately fixed on the spot, with only eyes that could turn and nostrils could vent their anger.

"Fengcheng, come back, I'll go by myself, don't hurt you!"

Feng Cheng nodded obediently, and then he returned to the room and covered Feng Yanhe's quilt for a while.

After Lantian walked out of the yard, he stopped at the door.

The people outside were probably not a mess. When they heard footsteps coming, they seemed to have already asked for money and smashed the door harder.

"Open the door, open the door. I heard you come over. If you don't open the door, don't blame us for being rude. One week is the deadline. Don't really think that we can't even break this iron door!"

"oh?"

Lan Tian's hand that wanted to put on the lock suddenly stopped and then shrank back.

He retreated a few steps, squatted down on a high and low step at the door, and then took out a lighter from his pocket.

I haven't smoked for a long time. After returning here, Lan Tian suddenly wanted to smoke, but he couldn't even touch a cigarette in his pocket.

Lantian looked back at Feng's house and frowned.

I can't smell any tobacco in Feng's house, and I guess no one will smoke.

"Bang bang bang!"

The knock on the door in his right ear made his mind "buzz" a little.

He played with the lighter in his hand, and then said to himself: "Brothers, work harder. If you hurry up, I might even be able to smoke a cigarette."

Then, Lantian quickly edited a text message on his mobile phone and sent it out.

Outside Feng's house, a group of men in black smashed the door hard, and inside the two Porsches parked at the door were several people smoking cigars.

Although they are both black outfits, they feel very different. Some synonyms such as ruthlessness and coldness seem to be written on their faces.

"315, do we want to go in directly?"

There were three people in total, one of them sat in the co-pilot and the other two sat in the back car.

After hearing this, the person in the co-pilot exhaled a sip of mellow smoke and said in a tight voice: "338, 339, if you go, the task can be done faster. This family really doesn't want to toast and eat a penalty. This is a rare thing. We dare not give it to us if we collect debts!"

The two people in the back seat are called 318 and 319 respectively.
Chapter completed!