Super Small Farmer

Yang Tao was not unfamiliar with this sturdy breath. It was a murderous look, easy to identify.

"Brother."

After seeing this situation, Li Wenting didn't say much, but took a step forward. He came in front of Yang Tao and stood between Yang Tao and Wei Dong.

"Yang Tao, is this all you can do?"

Han Wenkang said with a smile, the meaning behind his words was obvious. This was mocking Yang Tao who would only stand behind women without taking any responsibility.

"Oh? What's my ability?"

Yang Tao smiled slightly, this smile was very weird. But at the same time, Yang Tao stretched out his hand and placed it directly on Li Wenting's shoulder. With a slight force on his wrist, he pushed Li Wenting aside.

"Wenting, it's okay."

"But……"

Obviously, Li Wenting is still worried. Li Wenting still has a little understanding of Weidong's temper and character. If there is a conflict, Li Wenting doesn't think Yang Tao can get any benefits.

"rest assured."

Yang Tao gave Li Wenting a comforting look again, and slowly stepped forward, looking squarely at Weidong.

"Brother Weidong, I will give you an answer to this matter. But please give me a little more time, I promise, you will get a satisfactory answer."

Yang Tao spoke confidently, as if he had seen through everything.

"Why should I trust you?!"

Obviously, Wei Dong lost his temper. The tone was also very blunt, and there was no room for negotiation at all with that expression.

"Hmph, Weidong's temper is not so easy to get along with."

Liu Xiaohe sneered in his heart, he already knew that this would happen.

"Weidong, I see..."

Shen Letian wanted to help Yang Tao speak, after all, anyone with a discerning eye could see that there was something wrong with it.

"Shen Letian, I heard that some beauties have come to your company recently. I don't know when, introduce me."

But before Shen Letian could speak, he was directly interrupted by Han Wenkang on the side. This guy is just making jokes, his purpose is very simple, to prevent Shen Letian from ruining the situation in front of him.

"Brother Weidong, let me guarantee it, okay?!"

Li Wenliang stepped forward directly, and at this time, he couldn't stay out of the matter. However, he still didn't have the slightest confidence in his heart, because once Weidong's temper was related to the little devil, he would definitely have the kind of temper that would rather kill a thousand by mistake than miss a single one.

"You little boy, go aside."

Wei Dong's words were very direct, without any room for negotiation.

"Forehead……"

Li Wenliang was very embarrassed, that was his brother-in-law. He is also his boss, so he wants to say more. But being stared at by Wei Dong, he didn't dare to say a word.

"If I say..."

What no one expected was that at this moment, Yang Tao continued to speak as if nothing had happened:

"Can I cure your illness?!"

The fluffy words made everyone around look at Yang Tao in surprise.

"Sick? You are sick. I think you are very sick. It's ridiculous to be able to say such words at this time."

Xiao Shihe mocked directly, Weidong is sick? This was the first time he had heard of this, and, in his opinion, it was simply impossible.

"hehe……"

Liu Xiaohe and Han Wenkang looked at each other, and they both saw gloating looks in each other's eyes. Isn't Yang Tao looking for death by saying this?

"Yang Tao, it's better not to say something."

Even Shen Letian had a wry smile on his face at this moment. Weidong's health is obvious to all.

You've seen the behavior of the guard at the door just now. How could Weidong, who was as strong as a cow, be sick?

"real?!"

But what made everyone dumbfounded was that Wei Dong actually highlighted these two words.

What is the situation? how so? Could it be that this is Wei Dong and Yang Tao's tradition? Otherwise, Wei Dong's reaction is too strange.

"Boy, how do you know?"

Weidong's aura did not weaken in the slightest. Instead, it became more intense. He was ill, and only two people knew about it.

One was the old man in his family, and the other was the first person Yang Tao became curious about who could suppress the guards.

"Brother Wei Dong, don't you know that I am a doctor? Chinese medicine, very powerful Chinese medicine." Yang Tao said with a smile, his tone full of confidence.

"I finally waited for this sentence."

When Yang Tao said this, the corners of Liu Xiaohe's mouth twitched slightly. He was very happy inside, as if he had been waiting for Yang Tao to say this in front of everyone for so long.

"Oh?! Are you sure you can let me recover?"

Wei Dong looked down at the beer bottle in his hand, there was no beer or drink in it, but medicine. A medicine to keep yourself awake.

He has always wanted to get rid of this kind of life, but he has never found a way. The only thing he can do now is to do hemodialysis every other month, and then rely on this medicine to suppress it.

This kind of life simply drove him crazy. That's why he was so unscrupulous, so irritable, and lived in such pain.

"At present, I don't know what's going on with you. But I'm very confident, believe me, I have such capital."

Yang Tao spoke again, his words were very relaxed, and he looked extremely confident.

"Really? But how did I hear that the West is constantly attacking Chinese medicine?" Liu Xiaohe opened his mouth. Under such circumstances, he spoke directly without the slightest hesitation.

"Moreover, many papers are appearing one after another, and the authors are all internationally authoritative doctors. I don't know Yang Tao, what do you think about this?"

Liu Xiaohe's words were extremely casual, as if he was talking about a very common problem. But everyone knew that Yang Tao's answer at this moment was very important.

Because Wei Dong was also listening carefully. If Yang Tao's answer was a little unreasonable, maybe Wei Dong would never give Yang Tao this chance.

This is very obvious, Weidong's identity, what kind of doctor he has never met. If there is really any way to restore Weidong, then there is no need to wait until now.

But at this moment, if Yang Tao can't answer well. That would naturally cause Wei Dong's trust in Yang Tao to plummet.

"Oh? I don't know, Young Master Liu, what kind of answer do you want to hear from me?"

Hmph, it's you. Liu Xiaohe, it seems that you still want to bite me and not let go. Since you are like a mad dog, don't blame me.

Fear? Yang Tao is afraid of death at the moment, there is nothing wrong with that. Because he still has a lot of things to do, at least, the little sister's eyes have not been cured yet.

But this does not mean that Yang Tao can provoke anyone again and again...