Chapter 937: Enemies Meet on a Narrow Road

At 7:30 in the morning, Ye Tianlong's car stopped at the entrance of a manor.

In the parking lot opposite the entrance, there are already more than a dozen cars of various types, with all license plates, quietly waiting for their owners.

After Shen Tianmei got out of the car, she pulled Ye Tianlong towards the door. There were no guards at the door, not even dogs, only two stone lions.

Moreover, these two stone lions are a bit old and worn, and you can tell from their age just by looking at them.

However, there are many plants and trees planted around and inside the manor, which is lush and green, giving it the feeling of a deep courtyard.

Ye Tianlong glanced around the manor with a hint of admiration in his eyes: "The person who designed this manor is a Feng Shui master."

Shen Tianmei, who was walking forward, stopped slightly, then raised a smile: "You still know Feng Shui? And you can see it without even entering the door?"

"The house is designed to make people feel at ease. Peach willows, pomegranates, and elm trees are planted in the east, green plums and red dates are planted in the south, and tall apricot trees are planted in the north."

Ye Tianlong said calmly: "This is the motto in "Kanyu's Notes". Look around the manor. Does it completely match this kind of planting?"

He also looked at a poinciana tree between the north and south. He didn't know how many years it had been planted. This poinciana tree was extremely tall, with its crown spreading horizontally, blocking out the sky and the sun.

A gust of wind blew over, and Ye Tianlong's nose twitched a few times, and then he touched the tip of his nose to make himself feel more comfortable.

Shen Tianmei looked around, and then sighed quietly: "Brother, my sister really likes you more and more."

Ye Tianlong laughed loudly: "Remember my maid uniform and sailor uniform."

Shen Tianmei pinched Ye Tianlong's waist and said, "Not serious at all."

Ye Tianlong held the woman's little hand: "How can a woman love a man who is too serious?"

Shen Tianmei slapped Ye Tianlong's hand away: "Okay, let's not talk about it for now. Let's go in. Mr. Qin must be waiting impatiently."

"Crack!"

Shen Tianmei came to the door and did not reach out to knock on the door. Instead, she directly pushed the heavy door open and walked in slowly with Ye Tianlong.

She also closed the door with her backhand, but there were still no guards or servants inside. There was no one in the small garden, a rockery, and a corridor in her field of vision.

The entire house was quiet and empty, as if no one lived in it, but Ye Tianlong could feel the life in it.

Every plant, every tree, every stone and every water has the vitality of never giving in, never admitting defeat, never bowing down. It is very mysterious, but it can make people truly feel it.

Ye Tianlong narrowed his eyes slightly and scanned several key places in the courtyard again. Soon, the corners of his mouth curved.

He saw something.

Then, he curiously whispered to Shen Tianmei: "Where is this place? Why is there no one there?"

If he had not known that Shen Tianmei would not get lost, Ye Tianlong would have thought that he had gone to the wrong door.

The people who can allow Qin Tianhe and many famous doctors to come to Beijing for treatment are definitely rich or noble. How come there is not even a janitor?

Could it be that the owner of the house is not afraid that gangsters will come in and rob?

"I'll see you later."

Shen Tianmei led Ye Tianlong as they walked into the corridor. The tenderness on her face gradually became solemn, and the clothes on her chest were fastened with paper clips:

"But there are usually no people in this place, because there is only one master, one servant, one cat, and one bird in the entire house."

She whispered: "To put it simply, there are only two people living in this mansion that can accommodate 300 people."

Ye Tianlong opened his mouth slightly: "Damn! What a waste."

Every inch of land in the capital is precious, and even a toilet is worth hundreds of thousands, but two people live in a mansion with 300 people. It is really a waste of money.

If you rent it out, one person rents one thousand per month, and the income is 300,000 a month, 3.6 million a year, and if it goes up a bit, it will be 4 million...

The more he thought about this, the more Ye Tianlong sighed in his heart: "Prodigal son, prodigal son."

Shen Tianmei asked curiously: "What are you talking about?"

Ye Tianlong smiled: "It's nothing, it just feels like it's so big here. I look like Grandma Liu."

Shen Tianmei smiled after hearing this: "Can a courtyard with a capacity of three hundred people not be too big? The owner asked the master to build it more than ten years ago, and it cost a lot of money."

Ye Tianlong nodded to express his understanding, and then looked at the Poinciana tree not far away. Compared with the distant view at the door, it was more intuitive now. It was really tall.

It is like a sun umbrella, spreading out in all directions, but the sun umbrella only covers two or three people, while this poinciana tree covers more than a thousand square meters.

The existence of this Poinciana tree makes the temperature of the entire yard drop by two points, making it indescribably cool and refreshing.

Walking to the center of the manor, Ye Tianlong still saw no one, as if no one lived there at all.

It's just that although this place is not popular enough, it is still as quiet as a deep mountain and old forest. But I don't know why, the further you go inside, the more exciting it becomes.

Ye Tianlong felt that the air he breathed into his lungs was jumping. For some reason, there was an unspeakable vitality emanating from him.

At the same time, there is also a coercion emanating, making people feel that this place is sacred and inviolable.

Ye Tianlong raised his head and looked at Shen Tianmei. She also looked solemn, and could no longer find her charming and fox-like expression.

"when!"

After passing through the long and narrow corridor and walking along a long stretch of cobblestones, Shen Tianmei finally led Ye Tianlong to a building, a five-story courtyard.

There are two more stone lions at the entrance of the small courtyard. There are many green bamboos on both sides. They are lush and slender. When the wind blows, they are very beautiful.

"The muscles in this section of the wrist are a little atrophied compared to last time."

"The old bayonet wound on the back is beginning to show signs of tearing."

"The bullet in the head is also squeezed and moved. If it moves another three centimeters, it will probably be troublesome..."

The gate of the courtyard was not closed, but completely open. There were voices coming out, but they were very small, like whispers.

Shen Tianmei took Ye Tianlong in, and the vision became richer. There was a hall with three long tables that could accommodate sixteen people.

At the long table, dozens of respected medical experts were sitting, each of them was majestic and professional. At this moment, they were gathered together to study various examination results.

However, although they were all doctors, they were clearly divided. On the left were Chinese medicine doctors, and on the right were Western medicine doctors. They gathered in groups, as if they would never interact with each other.

They discussed very intensely, but their voices were very small. Their expressions were solemn and anxious. They were obviously very worried about the patient's condition.

Around the hall, there were more than a dozen men and women in black clothes. They looked like soldiers. They stood silently and provided everything the doctors on the scene needed.

Ye Tianlong also found that among the Western medicine practitioners, there was an old man in white, who was in his fifties, with a radiant face and a sense of superiority.

He looked six points like Qin Tianhe.

Shen Tianmei and Ye Tianlong appeared, but only attracted a few people to look at them, and then they hurriedly lowered their heads to study the information in their hands, without even looking at the beautiful woman.

There is no doubt that their minds were all on the patient.

But a pair of eyes stared at Ye Tianlong, dead, hateful, and with a hint of resentment, and Ye Tianlong looked back as if he had sensed it.

A playful smile bloomed on his face: Qin Aiai!