No one has ever dared to disobey Luo Beiming like this!

Never!

You know, he is a famous doctor of a generation and is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Not to mention those people, even the important public officials are respectful to him and dare not neglect him.

How many people dream of becoming his disciples and gaining both fame and fortune.

But now, some people not only rejected him, but even... insulted him.

Luo Beiming took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.

His old face regained its indifference.

"Old Master Luo, it seems that we don't think so, let's just leave." Lin Yang was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he turned around and left.

"Who told you to leave?" Luo Beiming said coldly.

When the sound fell, dozens of figures in Tang suits suddenly rushed out of the empty living room, surrounding Lin Yang directly.

Lin Yang was not surprised when he changed, and said with both hands: "Now is a society ruled by law, why? Can the old man still beat people in broad daylight?"

"My methods are not that vulgar. If you want to touch you, you will never violate the law!" Luo Beiming said expressionlessly.

It is too easy to deal with someone at his level, and he will never bear legal responsibility because he will not take action.

"Is that true?" Lin Yang smiled.

It’s really a big heart to be able to laugh at this time.

"I will give you another last chance, accept the money, and then kneel in front of me, kowtow to me to serve tea, and announce that all your medical skills are from me, Luo Beiming. If you do this, I can think that nothing has happened." Luo Beiming closed his eyes and said calmly.

This was his last chance to Lin Yang.

It's also an ultimatum.

Lin Yang believed that if he refused, these people would definitely rush up and knock him down, and then paralyze him.

When the police come, the disciples will go to take the blame, and the Luo family will pay for treatment, that's all.

There is no way. As long as Luo Beiming does not break that bottom line, there will be no big deal.

Luo Beiming is really smart.

Unfortunately, he didn't understand Lin Yang.

Lin Yang let out a slight breath, and he stretched out his hand and stroked his chest.

Well... It has been so long since I left the police station, and my strength has recovered a little, so it shouldn't be a big problem to leave here.

Lin Yang was thinking.

He raised his head, a cold light flashed through his eyes, and his hands couldn't help but touched his waist.

But at this time...

"stop!"

A low and painful voice sounded.

Everyone was stunned and looked around and found that Luo Qian had grabbed a teacup at some point and smashed it at the pillar next to her.

Snap.

The teacup was broken, cutting the palm of her hand, and red blood flowed out.

But she didn't know the pain at all, and held a piece of fragment and pressed it directly against her fair and powerful neck.

"flourishing!"

Luo Beiming's old face suddenly changed.

"Miss!"

The others exclaimed.

"Grandpa, let Lin Yang go!" Luo Qian said with gritted her teeth.

Luo Beiming's hands trembled rapidly, but he did not persist anymore.

"Let him go!" Luo Beiming said in a stern manner.

For Luo Beiming, his granddaughter's life is much more important than this kid. He knows Luo Qian. With Luo Qian's temper, he may have done something stupid.

As Luo Beiming's words came to fruition, Luo Beiming's disciples and Luo family dispersed.

"Lin Yang, you go back."

"Luo Qian, there is actually no need to do this..." Lin Yang stopped talking.

"You go quickly!" Luo Qian said anxiously, tears flowing out of her eyes.

Lin Yang opened his mouth and sighed: "Okay, I'll go back first, you take care of yourself."

"Lin Yang!"

At this time, Luo Qian shouted again.

Lin Yang turned around and looked at her.

But the girl lowered her autumn eyes, bit her cherry lips, and shed for a long time before she said hoarsely: "Thank you, and...I'm sorry..."

These words are as heavy as a thousand pounds to her.

Lin Yang was slightly stunned and shook his head, "It's not your fault, don't blame yourself."

After saying that, the person disappeared into the night.

Luo Qian's eyes were lost and she drooped her hands powerlessly.

The blood-stained teacup pieces fell to the ground, making a "ding-clang" sound.

"Hurry, bandage the lady the wound, hurry!" Uncle Zhong shouted.

Several women from the Luo family ran over immediately, pulled Luo Qian's slender jade fingers and started applying medicine to bandage them.

Luo Qian lost her soul and was at the mercy of others.

Those eyes were empty...

"You disappointed me, Qianqian!" Luo Beiming stood up and said coldly.

Luo Qian didn't say anything.

For some reason, this grandfather suddenly became very strange...

At this time, a Luo family trotted over.

"Master, Director Hao of the Health Bureau is here!"

Luo Beiming frowned slightly and then waved his hand.

"Miss, let's go to the inner hall."

Several female relatives said, and took Luo Qian down.

A moment later, a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a white shirt walked in quickly.

The man looked solemn, his steps were fast, and his walking was full of wind, as if there was something urgent.

"Director Hao, I will leave the truth to the public at tomorrow's press conference, so don't worry." Luo Beiming said.

"Old Master Luo is so serious. Zhengsong is here tonight. He is not telling you about this." Hao Zhengsong said solemnly.

"Oh?" Luo Beiming was a little surprised: "What's that for?"

But Hao Zhengsong took out his cell phone from his pocket, pressed it a few times, and placed it on the coffee table next to Luo Beiming.

The phone screen shows a piece of news.

"A representative of Korean medicine came to our country last month to challenge you. They have defeated representative Chinese medicine practitioners from several major provinces such as Hudong Province, Tailin Province, and Shangdong Province. They have posted their itinerary online. In a few days, they will arrive in Jiangcheng, Jiangnan Province and officially challenge you to use Korean medicine... to challenge Chinese medicine!"

"What?"

Luo Beiming suddenly stood up.

Uncle Zhong and others next to him were also shocked.

But Hao Zhengsong bowed deeply to Luo Beiming.

"Old man, our Chinese traditional medicine doctors have already broken for five consecutive times. Now there is a lot of laughter in the international community. These Korean medicine doctors will return to Korea if they win another game. At that time, our Chinese medicine doctors will completely fall under Korean medicine. Old man, our Chinese medicine community has reached a critical moment of life and death. We must not let these clowns continue to be rampant. Please, no matter what, defeat them! Save our Chinese traditional medicine doctors! Please! Please!"

Hao Zhengsong gritted his teeth, bent his waist to 90 degrees, and shouted firmly.

Luo Beiming's expression became countless serious, and his old eyes were so huge.

This is by no means a so-called battle of intent.

What this represents will never be personal interests and reputation.

This is an unprecedented challenge!

No matter who it is, you know what this means...

Luo Beiming didn't say anything, but turned around and looked at a painting of pine and cypress ink paintings in the hall.
To be continued...