Evil Miracle Doctor

There are no great chefs in the world. The most delicious food comes from the taste of the tongue when you are hungry.

Here we go!

Chu Jiang took a bite of frog meat, the fragrant meat, and the feeling of powder and tenderness, which made his mouth full of fragrance. He just wanted to swallow his tongue and head.

"Delicious Chujiang three five divided by two, is to eat a frog.

Just as he wanted to get the second frog, he heard a loud grunt.

Needless to say, this thundering grunt is not from my own stomach.

He took a look at the frog. The girl was staring at Chujiang now. She never thought that the frog could eat it. Moreover, the smell of the strong fragrance made her stomach roar.

Chu Jiang heard the voice of her stomach, which made her feel embarrassed. Her face was red, but her throat moved instinctively, and she began to breathe saliva.

Chu Jiang took a look at her, but he didn't say anything. He continued to eat his own food. He had already said that he wanted to catch it himself.

"That..." seeing that Chujiang didn't care about himself, and that more than a dozen frogs had been eaten by Chujiang for more than half, the little frog finally couldn't help it.

"Can I have one?" Little frog said pitifully.

Yes, her pathetic look and weak tone can only be described as pathetic.

"Catch it yourself!" Chu Jiang didn't even think about it, so he said, and continued to eat his own.

"I, I dare not!" For Chu Jiang's indifference, she had been used to it for a long time. She didn't refute it even though she didn't compete with her stomach. She just came out with a few words again.

"There's no way." Chujiang continues to eat.

The frog was drooling.

"Wow, how full!" After eating more than a dozen frogs, Chu Jiang finally couldn't eat any more.

He still had half a frog in his hand, and there was only half. Originally, he didn't want to have the rest, but he couldn't eat it.

The frogs in this place may have no natural enemies. They all look like bullfrogs. No matter how big their appetite is, they still can't eat up.

Looking up at the frog who was still swallowing saliva, Chu Jiang thought about it and asked, "do you want it?"

Little frog's eyes are shining. At ordinary times, she may not care about this half frog at all, but after a day of starvation and a serious illness, she is almost as hungry as four or five days, and continues to supplement her food.

Even, the Chujiang residual saliva on the frog are directly ignored.

In general, he grabbed the frogs in the hands of Chujiang and wolfed them down.

"Yummy, yummy..." while eating the frog, he also said these words.

At this moment, she forgot that she was not afraid of frogs.

……

During the period of Chujiang falling off the cliff, an appalling thing is happening in the villa area of Furong county.

In Zhao Wenwu's villa, in the basement.

Zhao Wenwu is practicing martial arts. He is in a blood pool, which is full of animal blood. However, it is obvious that the blood has passed for several days. Although it is in the lower temperature of the basement, some of it still starts to stink.

However, Zhao Wenwu could only endure the stench to practice in it.

Because the Zhao family is not as well-off as before, especially when the Weige pharmaceutical factory almost closed down, Zhao Jia's cash flow has become a problem, and the cost of this huge blood bank has only been reduced again and again.

In the past, the blood in the blood pool was changed almost every day, but now it has become a problem to change it every three days. After all, the price of a blood exchange is tens of thousands, and their family has not much savings.

"Grandfather, the blood supply of the current blood pool is not enough. My cultivation is too slow to improve. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it will be some time before I become an internal family." Zhao Wenwu said with some frustration that he had learned about the Zhao family from his father Zhao Sheng these days.

In order to supply the blood pool, Zhao Sheng even sold a lot of real assets, including their stores and real estate.

Zhao Wudi is also sitting in the blood pool. Now, Zhao Wudi's face is very pale. He used to have many wrinkles on his middle-aged face, which has changed greatly from three months ago. Now he is at least ten years older than before.

Zhao Wudi looks very indifferent, which makes Zhao Wenwu dare not talk to him more.

Even if Zhao Wenwu is his grandson, during this period, they will not say more than ten sentences a day."People who practice martial arts should not be impatient." Zhao Wudi said coldly.

When Zhao Wenwu heard this, he did not dare to say anything more. He closed his eyes again and wanted to continue his cultivation.

But Zhao Wudi suddenly opened his bloody eyes and asked coldly:

"Wenwu, grandfather asked you, do you want to take revenge and kill Chujiang?"

Before Zhao Wudi finished his words, he suddenly coughed. He coughed very hard, even a dark blood was coughed out by him.

However, after the dark blood was coughed out, it mixed into the blood pool and could not be seen any more. However, such a scene was naturally discovered by Zhao Wenwu.

These days, grandfather's hemoptysis has been very frequent. Moreover, he has also seen Zhao Wudi's aging, especially his face. It can be said that every day, his wrinkles are gradually increasing, and his white hair has almost dyed half of his head. I'm afraid that before long, Zhao Wudi will become a white haired old man.

All this is due to the lack of fresh blood supply in the blood pool. In addition, Zhao Wudi's vitality is becoming weaker and weaker. After the two pronged approach, Zhao Wudi's aging speed has become faster and faster.

"Grandfather, can you really kill Chu Jiang?" When Zhao Wenwu heard him ask this question, he suddenly came to the spirit. His eyes were full of murders.

"Of course, but I'm afraid that this method is difficult to achieve. It can be said that it is very difficult." Zhao Wenwu pondered.

"What can I do?"

"You may need your help in this way."

"My help?" Zhao Wenwu was stunned. He couldn't think of anything he could do to kill Chujiang. After all, Chu Jiang's strength should be around the peak of his family.

Because he heard from his grandfather that his younger martial brother, poisonous scorpion, died in the hands of Chu Jiang.

"Well, yes, you can not only help, but also help a lot in this matter. I just don't know if you want to." Zhao Wudi finished his words and laughed, but his smile was mixed with a strange feeling.

This kind of smile, let Zhao Wenwu this close grandson see, also feel some creepy.

"I would die if I could help."