National Hand Medicine

Chapter 173 Song Guoran (1)
"Song Yunmo?" Su He couldn't help being surprised when she saw the person she knew very well standing among the group of people.

Song Yunmo didn't expect to see Su He here. Seeing the confrontation scene, he hurried over and asked with concern, "Su He? What happened? Are you injured?"

He is a big man who has seen the whole place here, and a weak girl like Su He must inevitably suffer some injuries standing here.

Thinking of this, Song Yunmo, who had always been as calm as still water, felt a surge of anger in his heart. He turned around and glared angrily at the group of people who were confronting Su He, that is, Zheng Long and Zheng Shao.

Because he used to be weak and sick, his social circle was not wide, and he didn't have many friends. Even if he recovered later, he didn't like to hang out with these dandies in the capital. The well-known Zheng Shao standing here was not recognized by him at all.

Of course, Song Yunmo's family background is no worse than that of Zheng Long's, even slightly better!
The Song family and the Fu family are among the best aristocratic families in the capital, while the Zheng family is far behind the Song family and the Fu family, and the old man of the Zheng family used to belong to the old man of the Song family. Now, the old man of the Song family is highly respected and a truly powerful figure, and Song Yunmo is his most beloved grandson.

The reason why Zheng Long was able to call Fu Mo by his name just now, and did not show too much fear, is because the group of young and old in the capital does not rely on family background at all now, and does not Competing backgrounds is mainly based on one's own ability. Zheng Long's self-awareness is no worse than Fu Mo's, so naturally he is not afraid of Fu Mo.

As everyone knows, he doesn't know Fu Mo's hidden strength at all, and he doesn't know that compared with Fu Mo, he is just like clouds and mud.To Fu Mo, he is simply a person who dismisses him, and he is too lazy to argue too much with him. His vision has long been no longer limited to the so-called big and young circles in the capital. In this world's huge capital market full of wealth and crisis.

But Zheng Long didn't know Song Yunmo, just like Song Yunmo didn't know him at all, so when Zheng Long saw a man who appeared out of nowhere and dared to intervene in his own affairs, he frowned, very upset Dissatisfied: "Hey! Who is that! This matter has nothing to do with you! Stand aside for me!"

He has calmed down now, knowing that ordinary methods may not be able to deal with this family, so he doesn't mind using some "special methods".

Hearing Zheng Long's scolding, Song Yunmo didn't say anything, but turned to look at Zheng Long coldly, the chill in his eyes seemed to freeze Zheng Long into ice.

Zheng Long was stunned for a moment, frightened by the coldness in Song Yunmo's eyes, but soon he came back to his senses, forced himself to suppress the fear in his heart: "I said..."

"What do you want to say?" A majestic voice suddenly broke in.

Zheng Long trembled, turned his head in disbelief, and looked at the person who was walking slowly.

The person who walked over was a young man in his 30s, with a cropped cut, thick eyebrows and big eyes, regular facial features, firm eyes, and tightly pursed lips, giving off a serious look.

Although he was wearing a set of casual clothes at this time, it was not difficult for others to see that this person was actually a soldier.

It's just because his every gesture reveals a strong soldier's taste, he is strict, his back is straight when he walks, and the distance he takes every step is as accurate as if measured with a ruler, without the slightest difference, even The arcs of the hands are all the same. I am afraid that they are soldiers of the special forces who have undergone particularly strict training.

He feels like a dormant cheetah, which may leap up to prey at any time, full of danger.

Everyone present felt that way.

However, Su He also felt a different smell from this man - the... breath of death.

Su He was only a little surprised, and then ignored it. Now is not a place where she can give full play to her medical skills.

Zheng Long, who was facing her, took half a step back unconsciously, with a look of shock on his face, which was the fear in his heart——

"Song... Uncle Song! Why are you here!"

he asked, trembling with fear.

"It turned out to be you, Zheng Long." Song Guoran walked over, glanced at Zheng Long who was trembling all over, and his eyes were full of fear, and he said meaningfully, his tone full of sarcasm, "Oh, I thought who it was, actually Dare to scold my nephew casually."

"Your nephew?" Zheng Long was taken aback for a moment, but soon realized that the person Zheng Long was talking about was the young man whom he scolded just now, that is, Song Yunmo. He couldn't help laughing awkwardly, "Heh... So this is... your nephew! I... I really don't know! Uncle Song!"

Zheng Long's face was full of annoyance, and he was secretly cursing himself for being so unlucky.

At this moment, Zheng Long's fear towards Song Guoran was not faked at all, but real, and it was also the feeling that he had imprinted in his bones since he was a child.

Including Zheng Long, there is a big and young circle in the capital that is not too big or small. Those who can enter this circle are all people of high status. The fathers in the family have at least several cadres above the ministerial level , and this can only be regarded as the bottom of the list. You must know that there are many people, but they are descendants of one of the best figures, and Zheng Long is one of the representatives.

In fact, the people in this circle, including Fu Mo and Fu You, are also the leaders among them, but Fu Mo has faded out of this circle in recent years, and rarely hang out with these individuals, but Fu You still hangs out with these people , can be regarded as like-minded.

Of course, Song Yunmo can't be regarded as a member of this circle. It's not that he doesn't have enough status, but that he himself doesn't want to deal with these people, and he is also an independent and special person among the young and old in the capital.

These people, they can be said to be standing at the very top of the yamen, those arrogant second-generation rich and second-generation officials have to bow their heads obediently in front of them and call out to them.

However, people in this circle are not completely lawless and not afraid of anyone.

To put it in one sentence - think back to those days when Song Guoran was the head of those rich and young people in the capital, when they were wandering around in every corner of the capital, they hadn't learned how to walk and talk yet!
However, after people like Zheng Long grew up, people like Song Guoran each chose their own direction and started to develop. Now they are all considered accomplished people, and Song Guoran is also one of the best.

(End of this chapter)