Genius commoner

Chapter 893
Jia's Building, top floor, [-]th floor.

Compared with the decoration and furniture of other floors, this top floor does not have much luxury, similar marble, glass doors, and a viewing platform overlooking the distance. The only difference is that the elevator on this floor is guarded by more than a dozen black bodyguards, and The elevator is not a corridor, and there is an anti-theft door that requires fingerprints and passwords to enter.

Similarly, the two staircase doors are also equipped with anti-theft doors. Ye Zixuan judged at a glance that this is definitely a place not to be entered. Even the senior management of the group would find it difficult to come here, so he habitually looked around and was heavily guarded. The nose also twitched slightly, smelling the smell of needle water mixed with blood, and at the same time the breath of traditional Chinese medicine flowed.

It is difficult for ordinary people to detect these breaths, but it is not too difficult for Ye Zixuan. He carefully identified these smells, and then slowly analyzed the information contained in them. It didn't take long for Ye Zixuan's mouth to evoke a smile. When he looked around, more than a dozen bodyguards in black also looked at him, as if they wanted to read something from his face.

Afterwards, an old man put on white gloves and approached Ye Zixuan, and let Ye Zixuan come in and out freely without any guidance from Jia Shao:

"Put your hands up, we're going to search you."

The corner of Jia Ronghua's mouth twitched, and he took a step forward to explain to the gray-clothed old man: "Uncle Fu, this is the miracle doctor I invited, called,, Ye Zixuan, he saved grandpa a few days ago, and today he corrected a worker. Foot bone, he is very skilled in medicine, I want him to come and see my father, maybe the little brother can create another miracle."

The old man in gray was unmoved: "Young Master Jia, every day, many genius doctors appear in this building."

In the middle of the conversation, the gray-clothed old man stopped, but the meaning was quite obvious. Apart from not feeling that Ye Zixuan had any abilities, there were also too many contacts with experts, and each of them claimed to be a genius doctor. They all had to be checked by himself. What counts?Then he added a sentence: "Young Master Jia, this is a rule, and it is for the master's benefit."

"Young Master Jia, forget it, don't make things difficult."

At this time, Ye Zixuan raised a smile, and slapped away the hand extended by the gray-clothed old man: "I'm not a famous doctor, I'm just a soy sauce that makes a living, and I came here today to ask for the 50 yuan. It was given to me along with the remuneration of the rescue workers, and I left Jia's Mansion, and my brother was waiting for me to go back and open the door for business."

"After all, Mr. Jia's kidney cancer is not easy to treat."

As soon as these words came out, Jia Ronghua was slightly taken aback, and looked at Ye Zixuan with a look of surprise. Uncle Fu glanced at Jia Ronghua, with a trace of blame: "Young Master, the master's condition is confidential, and experts who come and go have signed contracts to keep it secret. , How can you tell an outsider? If it gets out, our stock may suffer several price limits."

Jia Ronghua came to his senses, and hurriedly stretched out his hands and waved: "Uncle Fu, I never told him, I didn't even mention my father, how could I tell him about my illness?"

Uncle Fu was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and then looked at Ye Zixuan warily: "How do you know that Mr. Jia has kidney cancer?"

At this moment, a few bodyguards straightened up and leaned over with sharp eyes, but Ye Zixuan smiled noncommittally: "Not only am I excellent in medical skills, but I can also pinch him. Besides knowing that Mr. Jia has kidney cancer, I can also pinch him." Figure out who has been treated, if the estimates are good, the No.1 doctor in Longshuo, Gongsun Shui, treated Mr. Jia."

Jia Ronghua was surprised again: "Brother, how do you know?"

Uncle Fu's face changed drastically, and he yelled out, "Who are you? Who sent you here?"

When several bodyguards were about to block Ye Zixuan, Ye Zixuan kicked a few times. These not weak bodyguards didn't even have a chance to resist. More bodyguards approached, and a few people touched their guns subconsciously. Jia Ronghua blocked it and shouted:
Jia Ronghua pushed all the bodyguards away, then stared at Uncle Fu and said, "Uncle Uncle, this is a miracle doctor I have worked so hard to hire. I met him by accident. He will not hurt us." , He knows about his father's illness, and who has been here, so there must be his reasons and basis, which only shows his ability."

"You don't have evidence, so you can't just say that he has ulterior motives."

The reason why Jia Ronghua trusted Ye Zixuan so much was that apart from the fact that he gave birth to admiration for saving people twice, there was also the fact that his father's condition was getting worse and worse. If he didn't receive effective treatment, he might not survive the Spring Festival. He had a deep relationship with his father. No matter whether Ye Zixuan's medical skills can save his father, he can only die as a living horse doctor.

Uncle Fu advised with anxiety on his face: "Young Master Jia, how is he like a doctor? How would a doctor know so much? It must be for Jia Shi, that's why he has done so much homework." He also looked at Ye Zixuan and snorted coldly. He said: "He was probably sent by the Weiss people. He couldn't deal with Mr. Jia in the face, so he secretly sent a fake doctor to do it."

"Young master, you can't be deceived by him."

Jia Ronghua waved his hand: "If I hadn't asked him to come up, he might never appear here. What kind of calculations can he have? Could it be that in order to attract my attention and let me appreciate his medical skills to treat my father, he specially asked grandpa Do you work with injured workers? Fuber, your imagination is too rich, anyway, get out of the way."

He snorted: "What happened, I will explain to my father."

When the scene became a little more stable, Ye Zixuan, who was as calm as water, smiled and said, "Young Master Jia is still reasonable. Think about it for yourself. The Jia family keeps Mr. Jia's condition so secret, and the experts who deal with him naturally appear in secret. How could I find out about them?" Existence? The reason I knew it was kidney cancer and Gongsunshui was because I smelled the medicine.”

Uncle Fu stared at Ye Zixuan: "What do you mean?"

"This floor should be where Mr. Jia lives and eats."

Ye Zixuan's voice came out calmly: "Although you have kept the air flowing, there is still a lot of medicine smell left. Many of these medicines are used for the treatment of kidney cancer. I judge that Mr. Jia has kidney cancer. It is not difficult. The air still smells of traditional Chinese medicine. , there is no doubt that Mr. Jia found Chinese medicine to strengthen his foundation and cultivate his talents when Western medicine was ineffective."

"Looking at Long Shuo, which national doctor can compare to Gongsun Shui?"

When Uncle Fu's mouth moved slightly, Ye Zixuan added another sentence: "If you don't look for him, who are you looking for? I guess what's so strange about him coming here? Besides, I have taken a lot of Jinzhilin's medicine, and Gongsun is added to the medicine." The secret formula of Sui's unique tonic, this thing has a special aroma, you can't smell it, but it's not difficult for me."

"Combining the two, how difficult is it to judge the appearance of Gongsun Shui?"

Ye Zixuan stood in front of Uncle Fu and said softly, "How? Are you convinced?"

When Jia Ronghua showed a hint of appreciation, Ye Zixuan laughed. There was something sharp and cold in his smile, and at the same time, there was an indescribable irony: "If I really have schemes against Mr. Jia, you These defenses and bodyguards can't stop me at all, and the defense on this floor is really bad."

He said lightly: "Although you have guns, and the firepower is bright and dark, but your front and rear lines of defense are too close to each other. Once you are broken through, you will have no chance to organize an effective counterattack and drive away the killers. If you lose these two lines of defense, There is no need to attack by force, as long as the eight pillars of the building are blown up, the floor will collapse..."

"There are simpler and more effective methods with fewer casualties."

Ye Zixuan glanced at Fu Bo and the others who were starting to be shocked: "All your defenses are deployed based on the enemy's entry from the elevator and stairs, but you didn't notice the vent connecting the 29th floor to the [-]th floor, yes, that's the one." Vent, as long as there is one person, go up to the central air conditioner through the vent, and sprinkle the powder..."

"You collapse in an instant."

Ye Zixuan took a few steps forward with his hands behind his back, and then pointed to a few pieces of empty glass not far away: "Or, like a worker working at heights, go up to the top of the building, put down the hanging basket, as long as you hold the determination to die , can definitely crash your bulletproof glass, and then detonate the explosives in the gondola, will Mr. Jia survive..."

When Jia Ronghua opened his mouth slightly, Ye Zixuan used his plain words to emasculate the self-esteem and pride of Uncle Fu and the bodyguards. Uncle Fu and the others were really ashamed and ashamed. Under the language, it collapsed and was vulnerable to a single blow. Then, Ye Zixuan added another sentence:
"If my estimation is correct, Mr. Jia should have been shot, otherwise there would be no such situation."

The audience was silent, no one made a sound, but Ye Zixuan's judgment was intangibly supported.

Jia Ronghua took a step forward, looked at Uncle Fu and said, "Uncle Fu, are you convinced?"

Uncle Fu sighed and didn't speak, but his meaning was quite obvious. At this time, the mobile phone in his arms rang, and after answering for a while, he said respectfully to Ye Zixuan:
"Brother Ye, Mr. Jia is here to invite me alone."

Ten minutes later, Ye Zixuan walked to a room at the end. After Jia Ronghua and Fu Bo signaled to enter, he pushed the door and walked into the room. His vision suddenly dimmed. This is a large courtyard of nearly a thousand square meters, surrounded by ten LCD screens , there are surveillance images, global stock markets, and electronic photos. Under the screen, there are bookshelves attached to the wall.

The bookshelves are full of beautiful things in eyes, and there are all kinds of books.

In the middle of the house, there are several sofas and massage chairs, the desk, and a little farther away, there is a big bed, and there is a bathroom and toilet in the corner. At this moment, on the office chair between the desk and the bookshelf, sits a thin A man with a huge head but no hair, his eyes are cloudy like that of a sixty-year-old man.

Ye Zixuan could smell the breath of dying in these eyes, and looked even older than the old man Jia who was rescued that day.

"Can you cure me?"

The bald man sat behind a desk that was three meters wide, and he didn't exchange any greetings with Ye Zixuan, he just threw out a sentence calmly, his voice was as gentle as the wind passing through the gap between the doors and windows, and he couldn't hear it clearly unless he listened carefully: " If you can cure my disease and let me live another ten or twenty years, I will give you half of Jia's property."

"It can't be cured, just roll as far as you can."

His words were very plain, but they contained an indescribable power, which made people involuntarily trust him. Ye Zixuan, who took a few steps forward, recognized him as Jia Chenfu, the genius.

It's just that he is shorter than the data, and his figure has shrunk due to illness, and there are a few old age spots on his face, which looks like a completely old dead branch, which may be broken with a crisp "pop" at any time. After the sound, it broke into two pieces, but it is such a short and haggard person that people dare not look down upon.

He stretched out a finger: "If you live for one year, give [-]%."

Ye Zixuan's body was as straight as a javelin, and he was still so proud: "If I cure you, I don't want the property."

Jia Chenfu's eyes jumped, and a flash of light captured his heart: "Do you know how much money I have?"

Ye Zixuan responded lightly: "Hundreds of billions." "

Jia Chenfu became more interested: "You don't even want tens of billions, so what do you want?"

Ye Zixuan said lightly: "I want you to work for ten years."

(End of this chapter)