All-true medical immortal in city

"Ha ha, your illness, to put it more popularly, is caused by your deep evil debt, which has killed many lives. Your whole body is already covered with blood, which is against the justice of heaven and earth. But it is not impossible to cure it. As long as you live alone in the mountains and rivers, far away from the chaos of the world, and clear your mind with Taiqing spirit, a few years later, Or it can heal itself. "

"To put it simply, you should go back to the mountains. I just don't know if the night God is willing to do what I say."

After hearing this, the excited and hopeful color on the night God's face suddenly disappeared, and the housekeeper Hu beside him immediately hummed coldly.

"Do you mean to persuade the night God to go back to the mountains and not ask about the world? Hum, you can't burn your brain. Are you kidding us here? Night God has such a rich industry. If he leaves, who will come to town? Do you know? "

"Yes! Night God, don't believe this boy. He wants to destroy our industry in this way because he is afraid of your revenge in the future. If you leave, who are we going to follow? "

Leopard immediately added.

"Revenge? Ha ha... "

Jiang Shu sneered, then glanced at housekeeper Hu, leopard and black cat, pointing to them.

"With you three melons and two dates, do you think you have the strength to make me afraid? Or do you have the ability to get back at me? "

The black cat who hasn't dealt with Jiang Shu's eyes sank after hearing the words.

"Well, don't be arrogant, boy! Don't think that you can despise the heroes of the world because you have two talents. You should know that there is a heaven and there are people out there! "

"Come on! Don't even say it. "

The night God patted the table and said something after coughing twice. Then he looked at Jiang Shu and asked politely.

"Dr. Jiang, your proposal is not suitable for me now. As they said before, I still have such a large industry to manage myself. I'm really worried about handing it over to others. Is there any other way?"

Jiang Shu immediately shook his head decisively.

"No, as I have said before, your disease is caused by internal evil rather than external evil. Therefore, except for the way I said to cultivate your mind and relax your body and mind, any medicine stone can do nothing for you."

The night God bowed his head and thought about it, but he didn't make up his mind in the end.

"Dr. Jiang, is there really no other way?"

"There's no other way."

Jiang Shu shook his head sincerely.

"If I don't do it your way, how many years will I have to live?"

The night God asked again.

But Jiang Shu also made an estimate before this, Dao.

"If you don't do what I say, you will die in half a year or more, and you will be tortured to death."

"Presumptuous! Boy, do you know who you are talking to... "

Night God reaches out his hand to stop housekeeper Hu, and then gets up to rush to Jiangshu and Changshan to make a gesture of invitation.

"Well, I've recorded what Dr. Jiang said, but it's a matter of great importance. Let me consider one or two. I won't leave you any more today. Please."

Then Changshan tried to persuade the night God, but he was pulled down by Jiang Shu. Finally, he shook his head and left with Jiang Shu.

After walking out of the villa, Changshan asked suspiciously.

"Xiaojiang, is Mr. Ye's illness as evil as you say? There is really no other way to cure it but to think of the way you said? "

"Well, that's natural. I'm always old. I'm a doctor. I've never done anything against medical ethics. It's not right for people. If he doesn't do what I say, I'm afraid it will be... The time is coming."

"Well, that's all. In that case, I've told him the way. It's up to him to decide everything. I hope he can think of something. Fame and wealth are dust, but don't be too persistent."

After hearing this, Jiang Shu chuckled in his heart and figured it out? It's not easy for a once underworld hero to figure it out in such a matter? Fame and fortune are dust? How many people in the world can understand it?

After Jiang Shu and Changshan left, the smile on the night God's face disappeared. Sitting beside the bed, he looked deep in thought, and saw that housekeeper Hu and others were very anxious.

Finally, housekeeper Hu couldn't help but began to persuade him. After all, he and black cat are all with the night God. If the night God really goes back to Linquan, their rice bowls will be gone completely. They don't want to do things that seriously affect their interests.

"Night God, you don't want to listen to the nonsense of the boy named Jiang. It's just a small problem that he exaggerates. I think he is..."

"What's wrong? Hum, let's change? When you realize the pain I have to go through every day, what else can you say? "

"This... My subordinates have lost their words, my subordinates have lost their words."

Housekeeper Hu repeatedly pleaded guilty and then asked carefully.

"So you mean... You don't really want to listen to the boy named Jiang and go back to the mountains?"

"I think so! But I really have to go. Who am I going to hand over to when I was young? No matter you or my useless little bunny, who has the ability to hold up such a big stand? "

After hearing this, housekeeper Hu, black cat and others are relieved. They understand that as long as the night God is alone, they can continue to be domineering. With endless money and endless girls, they can continue to live a carefree life.

"By the way, night God, since we don't listen to the boy named Jiang, we can consider what Liu Shao said to you. After all, the brothers are tired of fighting and killing before. I don't want to get involved in your light and get a job."

The night God glanced at him, for housekeeper Hu and others that careful thinking, he had already understood.

"Well, I know what you are thinking. However, the boy named Jiang is a famous doctor after all, and he has some small favor for me. Let's discuss it again. Let me think about it for a few days."

After hearing this, housekeeper Hu lowered his head and frowned slightly. However, knowing the character of night God, he didn't say any more. He just nodded and left the room with black cat and leopard.

As soon as they get out of the room, the black cat, the leopard and the tank all start to complain. After all, they are all angry with Jiang Shu and naturally want to do it. But now the night God hesitates, which makes them feel constrained.

"Damn it! If you want me to say that the night God is more and more merciful now, and his courage is not as good as before. Hum, if you kill a yellow haired boy, you will kill him. What's to be afraid of? "

When the leopard finished, housekeeper Hu laughed.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter. Since the night God is hesitant, naturally we can help him make this decision."

"Oh?"

After hearing the words, the three men of the tank all got together and asked in a low voice.

"Housekeeper Hu, what's your plan?"

"Plan? Well, if there's a plan, it's also Liu Shao's plan. To be honest, Liu Shao and I had a phone call in private before, and he had already thought about it. He started with Yekuan, the unruly son of yeshen. "

"Although Yekuan is an illegitimate child, he is also the only son of the night God and the lifeblood of the night God. If anything happens to him, do you think that the night God will still have nothing to do like now?"

Then, seeing that the black cat, the leopard and the tank didn't seem to understand very well, housekeeper Hu whispered a stupid word and asked them to explain it. Then they all nodded and laughed.

In the evening of that day, the hotel was in a separate luxury private room.

A young man with a rather thin figure and a dissolute appearance is sitting on the sofa, enjoying a three-point beauty dancing in front of him. Three buttons on the top of his shirt have been untied. He is enjoying the wine while laughing.

This young man is the illegitimate son of the famous night God in the imperial capital, Yekuan.

Just because his identity was deliberately kept secret by the night God, there were not many people who knew his identity. In the eyes of outsiders, he was just a rich second generation.