Divine Doctor's Harem

Song Henian was really curious.

In his impression, Wang Chao did have some skills, but not to the extent of being so exaggerated.

However, after Wang Chao returned to the country, he showed many remarkable abilities, and the scars on his body were filled with stories.

Obviously, Wang Chao's experiences over the years were extraordinary.

"Brother Nian."

Wang Chao looked at Song Henian seriously and said, "This matter is complicated. I can only tell you that everything I do is for justice! But the less you know about my work and identity, the better."

"It's best that you don't know anything at all."

Song Henian frowned slightly, but didn't ask further.

"So mysterious? Young man, are you role-playing while drunk?" The driver laughed when he heard Wang Chao's words.

"Hahaha, Big Brother Driver, you're sharp. We're just joking around while drunk," Wang Chao laughed heartily.

After speaking, he took out a cigarette and handed it to the driver.

The driver didn't take the cigarette, but said indifferently, "You young people have really strange things to play with."

Wang Chao smiled and didn't answer.

About thirty minutes later, the taxi arrived at their destination, a relatively remote village.

Song Henian led the way, with Wang Chao following him, walking along a small, secluded country road.

When they entered the village, Wang Chao saw several young men looking at them coldly at the entrance of the village, with unfriendly eyes.

Wang Chao glanced at them but didn't think much of it. He continued to follow behind Song Henian, suddenly speaking up, "Brother Nian, I'm sorry for not intentionally hiding my identity."

Over the years, he had offended many criminals and warlords, and many of them had been killed by him.

But evil was like weeds, endless to kill.

As long as there were still interests, there would be people who would take risks and tread the path of evil.

Wang Chao's mercenary legion had suppressed many warlords in foreign battlefields, blocking the wealth of many people.

Blocking someone's wealth was like killing their parents.

Basically, those in foreign battlefields and some people in the country hated him to the core and dreamed of chopping off his head.

So, he absolutely could not reveal his identity, not even to his parents.

The less his family and friends knew, the safer he would be.

If they knew nothing at all, then he would be even safer.

"Understood. I know you all have your own difficulties in this line of work, don't worry, I won't ask further." Song Henian nodded.

Although he didn't know what Wang Chao did for a living, at this point, anyone who has seen "The Godfather" could guess that Wang Chao's identity must be an undercover agent planted in some gang.

That's why Wang Chao had become so ruthless.

With this thought, everything made sense.

Song Henian became more convinced that he was right. Wang Chao was indeed an undercover agent, so he didn't press further.

After all, revealing the identity of an undercover agent could bring fatal consequences.

He understood this logic.

"As long as you understand," Wang Chao breathed a sigh of relief.

He was worried that Song Henian would blame him for not being loyal.

The two of them continued to chat as they walked, and the road became more muddy the further they went, and the village seemed to be getting farther away.

"Why does this seem like the road up the mountain?" Wang Chao asked.

"Yes."

"If I remember correctly, Pei Donghu's house should not be in this direction."

"A lot has happened, and he was forced to move."

"Moved up to the mountain?"

Upon hearing Song Henian's words, Wang Chao's expression darkened.

There were no buildings on the mountain in this village, not even stairs. It would be very difficult to go up and down the mountain. Pei Donghu, who was crippled by someone, was living on the mountain?

That must be so miserable.

He lit a cigarette and walked with a gloomy expression.

After about the time it took to smoke a cigarette, Song Henian spoke up, "We're here."

Wang Chao walked over and his expression became even more unpleasant.

It was a crude shed built in the mountains, with many holes in the walls that couldn't block the wind or rain.

The area around the shed was a garbage dump, with a strong stench in the air.

Inside the shed, there were dilapidated furniture and a few beds.

A thin and disfigured young man was lying on one of the beds, swatting mosquitoes out of boredom.

He is exceptionally handsome, but his face is scarred with several shocking scars. There are also many burn scars on his scalp, and his hair is only an inch long on the left and right sides. The scene is horrifying to look at.

His legs are irregular and twisted, clearly the result of violent beatings, and he has lost the ability to move. His bones are poorly developed and protruding, making it impossible to bear any weight.

Because of his physical problems, the young man's eyes are lifeless and lack any luster.

As Wang Chao looked at the young man, his nose felt sour, and his chest felt as if it were being crushed by a stone, making it difficult for him to breathe or say anything.

Although the young man was emaciated and malnourished, with skin stretched tightly over his bones, he could still recognize him as his handsome brother, Pei Donghu, from eight years ago.

The former Pei Donghu was as handsome as Leonardo DiCaprio, even girls from neighboring schools would come to him with love letters. He was undoubtedly the dream lover of many girls.

But now, Pei Donghu's appearance is ruined, with many scars on his body that are unbearable to look at!

Moreover, he lives in such a rundown place, with only vegetables on the table for food, without any oil or water.

Some of the vegetables have even gone bad!

Pei Donghu's parents, a couple in their sixties, now have white hair and look older than people in their seventies.

Their weather-beaten faces are filled with the hardships of life.

The wrinkles on their foreheads are filled with the countless sufferings they have endured.

In their hazy eyes, there is no trace of hope for life.

Seeing them like this, Wang Chao's eyes turned red, tears welling up, feeling heartbroken.

At the same time, he clenched his fists tightly, feeling even more intense hatred towards Cui Hong.

The reason why his brother ended up like this was all because of Cui Hong.

"Donghu, Uncle, Auntie, guess who's here?"

Song Henian came in with barbecue, laughing loudly.

Pei Donghu raised his head, his gaze passing over Song Henian and finally falling on Wang Chao, his eyes widened in surprise, and he opened his mouth, "Wang Chao?"

"Yes, it's me."

Wang Chao walked in, his eyes red as he said, "Donghu, Uncle, Auntie, it's been a long time, I've come to help you move."

"Move?" Pei Donghu was puzzled.

His parents were also confused.

Not only them, even Song Henian was stunned.

They had agreed to come and see Pei Donghu, so why did Wang Chao suddenly want to help them move?

"Yes, move."

Wang Chao sat down, putting the food and beer in his hands on the old table, and said seriously, "Today, I'm not only here to help you move, but also to cure your legs!"

Hearing Wang Chao's words, Pei Donghu's face darkened and his expression displeased.

"Wang Chao, don't joke around." Song Henian also said in a deep voice.

Pei Donghu's legs were broken, and his bones were shattered into pieces. Due to lack of money for surgery, his bones have grown haphazardly, making it impossible to bear any weight, and the condition is beyond treatment.

This is the pain in Pei Donghu's heart!

Now Wang Chao's words are clearly rubbing salt on Pei Donghu's wounds.

"I'm not joking!"

Wang Chao's expression was serious, and he said slowly, "Over the years, I have learned medical skills from my master. Now my medical skills are superb, and there is no problem in treating Donghu's legs."