The Divine Healer

However, when a convoy of eight Mercedes-S Class cars with a lengthened Rolls Royce in the middle drove directly into the station square, causing a commotion and gasps, Chen Mu simply shook his head in disappointment. These city folks had never seen the world, were they so surprised by just a few cars Back then, the convoy waiting at the foot of the mountain to pick up the master was much larger than this.,She wore a light purple top, accentuating her impressive figure. A pair of black pencil pants highlighted her long legs. Her oval face was as delicate as a painting, with fair skin and rosy cheeks. Her long, jet-black hair cascaded down her fragrant shoulders, swaying gently in the breeze. Even with her hair flowing, it couldn't conceal those domineering, powerful eyes.,As the convoy started, Qi Wan Yun, who no longer had any good feelings for Chen Mu, forcefully suppressed her anger. She took out the Romanée-Conti he had ordered, poured a glass and handed it to Chen Mu: “Romanée-Conti, Doctor Chen, please try if it’s authentic.”。