"Oh? What kind of case would you be willing to take out against me? " Ely Spelburg asked, hugging his arm.

"Don't ask so many questions, don't you say, there is no problem that Chinese medicine could not solve ? It depends on whether Dr. Spelburg dares to fight. " Margot Ulant tilted her head, her eyes were burning.

"I dare not? I 'm just afraid you' ll be defeated twice a day. " Ely Spelburg said with a smile.

"Well, that was none of your biz. If you dare, come with me!" Margot Ulant left a contemptuous look, walked gracefully out of the clinic.

Ely Spelburg smiled and insisted on finishing the handful of cases before leisurely leaving the room.

Margot Ulant already sat in a wine red BMW 7 series, saw Ely Spelburg, opened the door: "I thought you didn't dare to come."

"Is there any reason why I should not come when a beautiful woman invited?" Ely Spelburg sat in the car, said with a light smile.

"Well, you just laugh, I'll see if you could still laugh." Margot Ulant’s mouth corners were lightly skimming, a foot stepped on accelerator, the BMW rushed out.

The car sped east all the way to a villa on the east coast.

Far away, "Triumph Villa", a few large golden characters ran into Ely Spelburg's eyes.

"Triumph Villa?" In the memory of the predecessor, the longing for this place was inexhaustible. As the concentration of the newly rich in Harbor City, Triumph Villa has become a symbol of wealth and status.

Every villa here represented tens of millions of dollars. You couldn’t buy a house here without money and power.

Ely Spelburg looked at this beautiful residential area, but also quite moved.

The monks' pursuit of money and residence was even greater than that of ordinary people.

The car passed through the heavily guarded gates of the villa and finally stopped in front of a three—story garden villa.

Cylindrical arched villa gates, tall European—style dome, everywhere showed obviously the owner of the noble and luxurious.

"Come with me!" Margot Ulant raised her proud neck, going into the villa on the way to the third floor.

In front of a room on the innermost side, Margot Ulant stopped and knocked on the door. Her face looked sad for a moment.

"Come in!" There was a murmur of resentment in the room.

Margot Ulant pushed open the door, although the room was very dark, but the graceful smell of a room or rushed to her face. European—style large, grotesque carved wooden beds, pure wool and white carpets, and lavender—drifting window screens. Every place was full of extravagance.

A curved woman, with her back to the door, stood in front of the wide floor—to—ceiling window, stretched out her hand, leaned forward slowly, and said faintly, without turning her head, "Margot, do you think I could get rid of all the pain by jumping down like this?"

Said the woman, turning round.

It was a beautiful face, skin snow, picturesque eyebrows, not tall not short, not fat not thin, but on her face was a gloomy weary look. But, however, it was difficult to hide that style, at the moment she was wearing a lavender pajamas, silk fabrics, outlining a woman's perfect curve, all over the body, with a mature woman's unique sexy charm, like a ripe peach, let a person could not help but be shocked.

A glance at Ely Spelburg, the corners of the woman's mouth lightly curled, unexpectedly revealed a satirical smile: "Margot, why do you need it?" If you could cure a disease, you couldn’t cure a life. It's my life! "

Margot Ulant frowned, went to the woman's side, took the woman's small hand, seriously said: "Wanda Schwarz, you have to be positive, you couldn’t always be like this, huh?"

The woman named Wanda Schwarz waved indifferently and pointed to Ely Spelburg. "Tell me, where did you get this person?" She asked.

Margot Ulant glanced at Ely Spelburg and pouted slightly. "Wanda, I didn't invite this one," she said. "I brought him here because he boasted that there was no disease he couldn't cure."

"Oh? Am I your bet? " Said Wanda Schwarz with a sneer.

"No, Wanda, maybe, maybe he still has some skill. Just let him try it." Margot Ulant hurriedly explained.

"Oh, it doesn't matter, rare you have the heart. The health—care doctor said that the doctor from a mental hospital who had made an appointment yesterday was almost there. Just wait, so that he wouldn't have to come and see it. " Said Wanda Schwarz wearily.

Margot Ulant came back to Ely Spelburg's ear and whispered, "Wanda Schwarz is deeply depressed. After more than two years and seeing countless doctors, she hasn't got better. If you could cure her today, I'll admit my faliure."

Just then, the door of the room was knocked, and the health—care doctor in a white coat ushered in a man in his thirties, dressed in a suit and shoes, who was extremely gentle and handsome.

As soon as the man entered the room, his eyes blindly strafed the people present. Except when he swept past Wanda Schwarz, a glimmer of astonishment appeared on his face, he ignored all the others. A strong atmospheric field with eyes above the top made everyone uncomfortable.

"Miss Schwarz, here comes Dr. Ben Lock from the Municipal Psychiatric Hospital." A health care doctor in a white coat respectfully introduced to Wanda Schwarz, "Miss Schwarz, I told you yesterday, Dr. Lock is our Harbor City, and even the country's leading psychologist, last year the American Psychological Society awarded the highest outstanding contribution award, which is also a blessing for Miss, Dr. Lock just returned home, I invited him to you."

"Well, sit down!" Said Wanda Schwarz, raising her hand indifferently.

"And you 've got another doctor?" Ben Lock glanced at Ely Spelburg and said unhappily.

"This is Dr. Ely Spelburg and Dr. Lock, the famous traditional Chinese medicine practitioners of Compassion Clinic. I'm afraid you'll have to fight a challenge today." Margot Ulant desperated for chaos, introducing Ely Spelburg with a bad smile.

Ben Lock snorted in his nose. His face was an undisguised look of contempt. "Hum, funny. In the field of psychology, it is not yet Chinese medicine's turn to get a piece of the pie. "